It's only until...

you're grounded and can't communicate with friends that you realize how empty you can feel without them. I'm not getting into that.

So today, my mom and I went to Wal-Mart to go shopping. I asked if I could get a new bra. So we went to that part of the store and were pointing out the biggest bras and talking about what it'd take to fill them up. haha. We're insane sometimes. Anyway, we turned around and there was our neighbor. It was awkward and made me giggle. I love moments like that. Anyway, he pretended that he hadn't seen us or heard us as we walked away. Good thing he's like...sixty? Haha.

On another note, why are the inside of bras so decorative while the outsides are plain? Is it to make us feel good while we wear them?

My fish died. The one I have partial ownership in. Take a moment to mourn his loss with me. Poor JJ. I'm gonna miss him.

Wow....

Christie says:
I. AM. A. GENUS!!!!!!
I spelt that wrong
oh well
I am one anyway



I'm a genius, but I can't even spell it correctly. hahaha. And I said "spelt" instead of spelled. Oh well. At least I know I have my issues. Here's a picture of a fish (JJ Richard Fish) that Aspen and I are mother to. Isn't he adorable?

My Friend and I...

My friend Aspen and I were emailing and I sent her this:

That made me laugh. Because I realized something. Whenever I dreamed about being kidnapped, feminine products have always been the first thing on my mind. I always think about how uncomfy it would be to be sitting there, in a room where your kidnapper put you, bleeding through your pants cuz you didn't have any "lady products". and it makes me laugh. so hard. Like...now that I look back on it. It's like. "I'm kidnapped and that's the biggest thing on my mind???" It's hilarious. And the sad thing is, I think it actually would be too. If i was seriously, honest to God, kidnapped. I'd be thinking about that. Shows were my priorities are.

"Oh, no. Feel free to kidnap me, it's fine. Just...can I have lady products so I'm not uncomfortable while I'm under your watchful gaze?"

Her Reply?

O. M. G. THATS MY BIGGEST THING TOO!!!!!! THATS WHAT I ALWAYS WORRY ABOUT THE MOST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! like, "heyyy, can you come back next week?? i'm on my period and i have cramps... its just a bad time." ahhh!!!! WE ARE SO WEIRDLY IN SYNC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Conversations of Teens #2

Christie says:
I try to avoid politics
so I'm doing a pretty good job
if I do say so myself

Aspen says:
hahahahhahah i do too.
lol

Christie says:
they're stupid

Aspen says:
kinda yeah.

Christie says:
wellllll

Aspen says:
lol

Christie says:
I guess not reallly
considering places without government
like somalia
are kinda bad
hahhaha
pirates running amuck
and people getting killed

Aspen says:
amuck.
hahhaaahhaha i love that word.
sorry, yeah, that is bad.
lol
those amuck run places. so bad.

Christie says:
hahahahhahhahahahahah
I love the word amuck
hahahhahahaha

Aspen says:
me too!!

Christie says:
after I say it a couple times I begin to wonder if it's actually a word
just cuz the way it sounds
it sounds like...egyptian
hahahahah

Oh, and BTW...

Dreams are weird. Haha. In my dream the other night, I had a dream one of my best friends needed me. But I was in a different State (I don't know which one) and she was in Michigan. So I was going to go on a plane, by myself, to go see her. I went through security and everything and took my seat on the plane. I realized I was most likely going to get altitude sickness, so I moved to a seat where I wouldn't see much of a window. (This wasn't a normal looking plane, fyi).

The plane was taking FOREVER to lift off. I got so tired of waiting for it, that I got off the plane and ended up in a rich guys mansion. So I begin walking around the mansion and I run into a few of my friends from Marathon and Cameron from 10 Things I hate About you. He was obsessed with Bianca in my dreams too, don't worry. Ha. Anyway, It was my sister, her boyfriend, and this other guy named Jon. I'll try to put up a pic of him.

So we're walking along and somehow Jon and I become something. (It's a dream, it doesn't have to make sense.) After kissing Jon, I realize that it's HIS mansion. So I begin walking through it, Jon has disappeared and my sister and her boyfriend are still with me. We're trying to solve a mystery. I get ahead of my sister and her bf and walk into this room where I know the answer to the mystery would be. Then I woke up.

So what was the point of this entry? Well, at least in my dream, Jon is an awful kisser. Which you wouldn't expect, but oh well. HA!!! Sorry. that makes me giggle.

Another Attempt

Okay, here's my second attempt at uploading the lily pad video. Let's see how it works out.



Sorry that the video is blurry, but isn't that cool?!?!?!??!?!

(The video isn't blurry on my computer, but when you upload videos using blogger, they generally kind of suck. So that's just a warning for you. (I'm too lazy to upload it onto youtube and then link to it here. I don't remember my password for my youtube account.))

ALLIGATOR HUNTIN'

Did any of you know that lily pads are like...not wet? (haha. Sometimes I'm awful with words) The top of the plant that's above the water is dry.

Water just runs right off of it. I learned that today and had A LOT of fun learning it. Hahaha.

So my parents and I went looking for alligators today. My mom said she wasn't leaving South Carolina until she saw one. Thank goodness she did. Now we can leave as soon as my dad is done with his job.


I had a lot of fun today, though. I stuck half of my body outside of a car while we're driving like...fifteen to twenty miles an hour. I now understand why dogs enjoy it so much.

I'll upload a video of the lily pad thing later, my internet is lagging.

I'll just post a couple pictures instead.

I don't really...

...have much to say. I feel sleep deprived because my cat has this internal alarm clock. She likes to wake me up at 5:30 AM. She only does it when we're in apartments though. On the boat, she usually leaves me alone. Which is strange, but oh well.

Considering that I don't go to bed until one in the morning, it kind of sucks to have her waking me up at five thirty in the morning. Tonight was the usual, "I'm going to attack this plastic bag now." Then, when I ignored her for the first time in three days, she decided she had to use more drastic measures...

Have you ever heard of "bed mice"? They're the most rare of all mice. It's rumored that these mice are so delicious, but no cat has been able to catch one in a rather long time. My cat decided it was her turn to attack the bed mice. When they charged at her, she wasn't quite expecting it and fell off the bed. Another of her attempts to eat delicious flesh was foiled. MWAHAHAHA!!!

Conversations of Teens

Christie says:
"boys are addicting" I think it was you who said that
Rubee says:
Yes
it was I
and I think the reason they are so addicting is because they are like "forbidden"
so it makes you want them even more
Christie says:
mmhmm
I get that
they make rules though
and we break them
for the fun of it
(hehe)
and then they get mad at us
hahahha
Rubee says:
cant help it
Christie says:
we're teenagers. We believe that rules were made so we could break them
Rubee says:
they were
think that if parents would not be so strict we wouldn't make it war everytime we got past the age of like...12
Christie says:
we might *gasp* actually like our families
Rubee says:
oh no. The impossible?
could it ever come true?
*speaking in a breathless voice here*
Christie says:
No. I don't believe it could. Only in our dreams...or nightmares...

Stablessssss.

(Me and my used-to-be horse, Show Low)

Okay, so life's been sort of hectic lately. So much going on, but I don't want to talk about it, so I'm not going to. Anyway. I kinda got all blah. Then this idea came to me: I should get away next summer. (With my parents permission, of course). This idea then began to form in my mind.

I SHOULD WORK AT A THERAPEUTIC STABLE FOR DISABLED CHILDREN!

Like...isn't that just an epic idea? I really want to do this, but I need to find a stable that will let me stay with them for the time I'm working with them. I really want to do this, and next year I'll be 16, so it should work out. Most stables require you're 16 to work with them and the kids. So this is a major possibility for me.

I love horses and I love helping people. I want to think that I'd be good with helping disabled children. I'm scared though. What if I mess up? I don't want to hurt someone who, despite their already present brokenness, sees the world as good and happy. I don't want to hurt anyone. So if anyone knows anything about any of this, I would love help.

I want this so bad. So. Anyone who knows anything about a stable that would let me live with them for 6-8 weeks sometime next summer, I would love it if you commented and told me.

Thank you.

AND I'M SO EXCITED!!!

Buddy, My Buddy.

This is my other dog. He wants to tell you that he makes funny faces while eating his milk bones. Hahaha. I love how dogs use their little paws like hands and grasp the bone between them. It's sooo cute.

Yes, I do also love how his tongue is sticking out.

(HE'S BIGGER THAN THE WORLD!!! AHHHHH!!!!)

Nature

Nature is so pretty. Look at the wing on this insect. It's so beautiful. The eyes of this creature are quite beautiful too, but I didn't get too good a picture of them. Oh well.

My Dog...Jack...

So this is a video of my dog Jack that I took. I was going to take a picture of this group of butterflies and next thing I know, he's running up to them. So I quickly flip my camera to video mode and begin filming it. I believe it turned out quite well, don't you?

Yes, I edited it and added music in. Oh well. Too bad music like that doesn't just start playing when you're being swarmed by butterflies.

Just thought I'd add a little FYI here: it wasn't that blurry until Blogger uploaded it. So yeah. I'd post it on youtube and then post a link on here, but I don't remember my password for my youtube account. Oh well.

A-Walking With The Dog

I decided that I would just love to be an ant if I got to look at things like this all of the time. Wouldn't it just be awesome??? I think so.

Grass would be like trees and trees would be like.....wow...I don't even know what to compare them to. You can't compare them to sky-scrapers. That's just wrong and very...human. I will not sink down to that level. Trees would be like the trees in fairy-tale lands where they're so tall they loom over you and you can live inside of them!

I had a nice walk with my dog. :)

Maybe some excitement?

Okay, so I was bored one day and went on a picture taking spree...where I took pictures of dead bugs. GO ME!!! Haha. I really do need to get my camera out and take more pictures soon. I'm running out of the ones that I took when I got here.

I may take piano lessons. This is very exciting for me because I've wanted to take piano lessons for quite some time now. Could this be like...the time for my wish to come true?

My mom has always told me that I have long fingers which are perfect for playing the piano. I've always fancied the piano as well, but you can't exactly power a piano on a boat when you don't have any power. Now that we have batteries hooked up and a generator, I may actually be able to get a keyboard. How exciting is that?!?!?! I'm seriously pumped up at the moment. I just hope my dad says yes. *crosses fingers*

Strange Things Are Going Down.

So my dog is quite weird sometimes, don't you agree? This picture of him just makes him seem even stranger. Could that have possibly even been comfortable?

I'm bored out of my mind here in South Carolina. I know I said that I'd have adventures and post up pictures, but I don't seem to be doing that. Most of my time is spent slaving away, doing my schoolwork. I'm taking a Chemistry class and a Global Studies course online from a virtual school in Florida. It's just so painful. I do school basically all day long and it's getting to be quite tiring. By the time I finish my work for the day, it's six-o-clock and my dad is home and we're eating dinner. Then I get back on my computer and talk to friends for a bit.

In other words: I need a life. SOMEONE SAVE ME!!!

Tropical Storm....or Not.

I took this picture a couple of days ago when a tropical storm was supposed to be hitting hundreds of miles south of me. My sister and my friends were down in FL, where it was supposed to hit. I took this picture to brag to them that it was sunny and pretty out where I was. I never got around to bragging though, because the storm swerved at the last second and didn't hit them. Oh well. I still got a pretty picture.

Lions and Tigers and...Snakes?

This is a snake that I saw while I was talking through the woods here.

I was walking along, minding my own business when I heard something hiss at me. I looked over in the direction of the sound and saw this creature about six feet away from me. It was hissing up a storm and fake-rattling its tail. I told it to be a nice snake and not bite me as I took its picture.

It's a harmless rat snake, but they like to be rather...intense. Haha.

Lately...

Okay, so I have decided that if I try and think of events that are truly worth being posted up on my blog, I'm not going to get anywhere. So I decided that, instead, I'm going to just post up a picture of something and write a short little entry of what's going on.

What is going on, you may ask. Well, currently my friend and I are writing a murder mystery. It's quite entertaining. And scandalous for something that I am a part of. :D Good, little, Christian me, writing a scandalous story.

BYE MARATHON!!!

A Crab that was just hanging out before I left.

I'm in South Carolina now. I don't like how I had to leave everyone I knew back in Florida, but I'll live. I get to back to Marathon again sometime. Oh well.

I loved this crab, it was quite adorable. Our apartment complex here in South Carolina has little tiny frogs ALL over the place. They're so cute!!! Haha. And there's a mini train thing that is just cute. I love it so much. It was fun to play on. :D

I don't really have much to write, so I'm just going to post another picture and be done with it.

OMG!!

"Shark" - random man.

"Actually, it's a killer whale."

"Orca" - Captain Jack.

"Yuppers."

Haha. So yesterday, Kurt and I bought an inflatable killer whale/orca. It was raining outside and we walked past the WinnDixie and, as we were looking in the window, we saw a giant, inflatable, killer whale. I immediately wanted it, and looked at the price tag. It was on display for $9.99. I was so excited. I didn't have any money on me, but I immediately asked Kurt if he'd buy it for me. He said we'd split the price. So we did.

So now we have a giant, inflatable Orca. We tried swimming with it, but we found out that you couldn't actually get ON the Orca. So it's mostly just for decoration. But it's a pretty decoration and I love it. :D Seriously, Orca's are the best. Especially giant inflatable ones. Teehee.

I'll try and add some pictures of this Orca on this post later on.

Teenager Seeking Inspiration...

Lately I've just felt kind of depleted of creativity. I have had some things going on in my life, but I haven't been able to find the energy to pick out the good and leave behind the bad. So I could post them in this blog.

I asked my friend, Louise, what I should do with this blog. She told me that I should do what I want. To go in the direction that I want to go in. I think I am just going to follow her advice. I'll go with what's on my mind, writing the newest things and the latest things.

So, being home-schooled, I do school work all year round. Day after day I do work. Sometimes even on Saturdays, especially lately. I'm still in trouble with my parents, so I don't really have anything better to do. It seems, though, that no matter how hard I work or how long I sit around trying to concentrate on it, I don't get anything done. I've been working for half a year already and have only finished one class. I have another class almost completely finished, one half way finished, and a third one 5/8ths of the way done. So I'm doing awful. Like, I'm really far behind.

I am going to start doing Florida Virtual School soon. Probably when I'm in South Carolina. Which is kind of funny if you think about it. I'm doing a FLORIDA school in SOUTH CAROLINA! Haha. Sorry, I am sure I find that more entertaining than other people. Once I do Florida Virtual School for a while, though, I can try and get a scholarship with Florida Bright Futures. If I get good enough grades, I can get them to pay for my college for me. I know that for certain, I AM going to college. I may not go right away, maybe take a year to travel some more and get some money to pay for college, but I am going.

The class that I am halfway finished with is a Video Production class. I have to create a video that is two to three minutes long. Since my cousin is here, I told her that she was going to have to help me. It didn't take her long to come up with the idea of an instructional video. Instead of instructing someone on HOW to do something, we're instruction someone on how NOT to do something. What is this something? Windsurfing!! Haha. I'll post up some pictures of this event. Maybe. Or maybe post up the video once it's edited and pieced together perfectly.

The sad thing about the video class is that....

OMG!!! MY MAN JUST WALKED IN THE BUILDING!! Haha. Okay, so the story behind that. I was walking with my friend Thomas one day. He was all "Oh look, is that your man?" He was pointing at someone, so I look up just as a car pulls out. Inside the car is the guy with skinny jeans and tattoos. He's got blonde hair and glasses. I look at him and go "The guy in the car? Psh. Ya!" Then, as the car pulls away, I realize that he was talking about the seven year old, blonde kid who was standing behind the car. Ever since then, this guy has been called "My Man." Every one of my friends knows this. I haven't seen him for a week or two...not since his girlfriend came and visited, but he's here again! I'm so excited about this. I wonder what his name is.....

ANYWAY!! The sad thing about the video class is that it only counts for half of a credit. Which means that I'll only have three and half credits soon. And I need five. My mom is signing me up for those Florida Virtual classes though, so I should have five and a half credits soon. So, I guess it just means I have to work harder. Or that the video class was just for the fun of it. It made me realized that I could never really do well in video production.

So, I have to go now so I can get my school work done so I can go windsurfing again. I've come close to not making a giant fool of myself. Yeah, I'm currently working on actually standing up on the board with a sail pulled up. Without having it fall on top of me.

What am I doing?

Okay. So when I first got this blog I had decided that I would write only positive things. Only things I could imagine the whole world reading and going "She has an interesting, positive outlook on life." I mean, how cool would it be to know that out there, somewhere in the world, someone you've never even met is caring for what's going on in your life. That they're caring not because they've met you or talked to you, but because they think you're interesting. I think that's one of the coolest things about technology. You can connect with people ALL over the world and make friends with people that you would have never even have guessed existed or cared in the first place.

I see things like this website. Where people each write what's going on in their life so they can have support from friends and from people they don't know. And get outside opinion. Isn't that what everyone needs in the end? Advice from someone who has no emotional connection t anyone that you're talking about?

I don't know what I'm doing with this blog. Where I'm going to go with it. I want to write. I don't know WHAT I want to write though. We're not traveling at the moment. We're staying here in Florida, waiting for Hurricane season to pass. So I'm stuck here for a while. With nothing really to do. (I got grounded for untold reasons....well...boated. If I was grounded I'd be on land hanging with people. I'm boated though, so I'm stuck on this sweltering hot beast of a boat with no shower. I kind of deserve it though.)

My dad is going to get a job in either Florence, South Carolina, or somewhere here in Florida. It'll be just for Hurricane season. I'm going to have to go with him because I'm in trouble with my parents and they don't trust me anymore. So maybe while I'm there, I'll have adventures and tons of pictures to post up and tell you about what's going on in my life. I feel kind of....bland. Like my blog title shouldn't be "Story of a Teenage Vagabond" when I'm not doing anything. Oh well. Maybe something interesting will come my way.

I went sailing with my sister, father, and some of our friends the other day. On our friends boat. It was so much fun! I remember heeling over on our old Hunter 38, and I remember it being more terrifying. When we heeled over on their boat, it was fun. I didn't freak or anything. It just seemed so natural. We sailed for an hour, out to reef, and there we moored the boat. Everyone jumped off the boat (Except for me and another girl) and had a blast. It was so much fun. We also played Taboo and I kept pressing the buzzer just for the fun of it because it was a large, red button that was just begging to be pushed. Everyone laughed at me and decided they'd keep me away from big, red buttons later on in my life. After that we went to the community park and played Ultimate Frisbee. It was a fun day. The most fun I've had in a while considering I've been grounded.

Sorry there's no picture to go with this entry, but I don't know where my camera is.

Fearing the Future

This bird was just chilling out on our boat, taking a break from it's hectic world.

The world is getting caught up in the land of the future. The world was a much better place before people decided they were going to get the next best thing and spend all of their money on the useless electronics that our country says are the best for them. How can we think that motors that pollute the air with gases and sounds are good for us? How can we think that we need phones when they can cause headaches with the radio waves they send out? As people we spend too much time trying to get the next best thing. Have we ever wondered if maybe the best thing was the last best thing? Not the next best thing? Imagine when all people had were row boats. They would get tired and couldn't go very far. They probably were in very good shape from rowing everywhere, but it's just such an effort to get from place to place. Now think about this. Everyone is rowing around, and suddenly, someone goes past them moving with no effort at all. They're sailing. Suddenly, the world grows larger; people can make it farther without expending so much energy. They're experiencing new things, discovering new places, and getting small beer bellies. Then, someone decides that sailing just isn't fast enough. What do they do? They create a loud, smelly, disruptive thing called a motor. People are turned off by it, but they want to be able to go faster, to discover more before the other people. They want what someone else has. So they get their own. Suddenly everyone has one and they're polluting the air with smells and chemicals. This is the part where the best thing was the last best thing. Not the next best thing.

Last night, I kayaked back to my boat instead of motoring out there. It was quiet, peaceful. I could actually hear myself think. The only sound was the sound of my family in the dinghy, loudly motoring back. But it felt like I was able to breathe. Like I was taking a break from the chaos of my day and am able to just think. You never really realize how amazing that feeling is until you experience it. It's like that moment between waking and sleeping where you think to yourself "Today was a good day". But it was lengthened. It lasted for longer. It was like that moment multiplied, and it relieved my mind.

Brought Back to the Past

This one of my dogs, Buddy, looking down the hatch when he wants to come down into the hull of the boat.

This morning, when I was climbing into the dinghy, one of my dogs was standing close to the edge of the boat with his eyes full of hope. What was it he wanted? To go to shore.

We usually don't take our dogs to shore because they have learned to go to the bathroom on the boat. Since we live on a catamaran, the dogs have a large deck space to run around on and the dogs can be quite happy if they want to be.

I had to go to shore in order to do my schoolwork, but I had a while before the marina building would open up. I had time to spare. His eyes are just so hopeful I had to give in. I grabbed his leash and picked him up. I placed him in the dinghy and drove my sister and myself to shore.

Once at shore, I decided that I would take my dog for a walk around the park. He was all excited about being at shore, so he could not sit still. We were walking past the baseball fields when I saw that there was a tennis ball in the field. I decided then that it would be so much fun to play fetch with my dog. I grabbed the tennis ball, walked my dog past the sign that said "No animals allowed on the fields", and began to throw the ball for my dog. He looked so happy. He'd chase after the ball, bring it back to me, and seconds before he actually made it to me, he'd turn and run the other way. It was the cutest thing that I've seen in a while. Once tired, I laid down on the grass and just paused to take a deep breath and he sat down next to me. That's when I realized something. I realized how far I'd come in the past couple of months. How much I've changed. I've become a whole different person, seen new, different things. I'm not the person I used to be, but still I had my best friend. Sitting next to me after making my day.

Maybe that's why God gave us dogs? They're the ones that we can talk to when everything goes wrong and everyone has turned on us? Dogs are the ones who will love us despite who we are. Dogs are the creatures that were made to bring us happiness. I don't know what I'd do without their love and their ability to make me feel loved when I feel like the rest of the world has turned against me.

"CAUTION HANDLE WITH CARE. I'M HOT"

Sorry about the bad image quality. I used my webcam to take this picture.

Or so says the container of my apple pie. It came from McDonalds, the greasy burger joint that America just loves. You never really look for the problems in your life until someone points them out to you. I have a friend who used to live in the USA. When he was twelve or thirteen, he moved out and went to Panama, Mexico, and Columbia. It's been four to five years, he's seventeen now, and he points out all of the flaws in America.

1. Man! Look at that bulldozer! Oh, wait. Never-mind. That's just your fat neighbor, Nick. My bad.

2. Oh right. I forgot we can just walk up to the counter, say what we want to eat, and then have people hand it to us. Pre-made food! Yum. My favorite.

3. All of us Americans like to spend an excessive amount of time on the computer. Then, when finally going out:

Woman: "Does this dress make my butt look big?"
Man: *thinking to himself* It ain't the dress... "No. You look fine."

Okay. So America has its problems. But so does every other country in the world. In Mexico, they cut off a persons head, pull down their pants, and place a sign on the persons lap, stating why it is they killed the person. I think that's kind of worse than people dying of their own free will by eating too much McDonalds. In Somalia there isn't any government at all and people are being killed by pirates every single day. That says something in itself.

I think this post kind of fits into the smaller world as well. We, as individual persons, have our problems too. Some of us are too fat, too lazy, too skinny, too honest, too dishonest, too careful, too careless...the list goes on and on. Each of us have our own problems. The only difference between people and a country is that as people we can fix our mistakes and problems in our own way. We don't have to wait for government and legislature and all of this other stuff to be made in order to fix the problems we're facing. We're free to fix things and to ruin things by using our minds. By attempting to do what WE think is right and seeing if it works out in the end. Trial and Error. A country cannot afford to make a mistake like that. And yet sometimes they attempt it anyway.

Note to the reader: I do NOT spend an excessive amount of time on the computer. I just do my schoolwork and write this blog. Sometimes facebooking. But really. I spend a lot of time outside. Boat people are not computer nerds.

Interesting Bits Of Boater Conversation

Picture of the bow of the boat and Miami, FL

When I meet a new person, a lot of conversations will go like this:

Person 1: "So. How do you like living on the boat?"
Me: "Oh, it's interesting. I love traveling and by boat is a nice way to do so."
Person 1: "That's cool. What's your favorite part about living on the boat?"
Me: "Um....the traveling?"
Person 1: "Cool. Cool."
Me: (to myself) "People these days."

So as interesting as that conversation may seem, it just get so boring after a while.

One conversation that I've only overheard made me kind of feel awesome and...well...a little bit weirded out at the same time:

Person 1: "Is that you're daughter?"
My Dad: "Yeah."
Person 1: "She's so pretty. She's like a mermaid."
My Dad: *chuckles*
Me: (in my head) "A mermaid? ....... cool. Never got that one before."

Then there's the ever common boater conversation:

Person 1: "Yeah, there's a couple of grocery stores down that way." *motions with their hand*
My Dad: "How do we get there?"
Person 1: *gives directions* "So...."
My Dad: *waits*
Person 1: "Do you have a fridge on your boat?"
My Dad: "Oh yeah. We do."
Person 1: "Ooh. What kind?" *gets all excited*
My Dad: *begins to describe the fridge and so the conversation goes*

Yeah. We boaters are a strange breed, but I've discovered that we're a lot more pleasant than some of the people you can meet on land.

My Mom: "Mayday, mayday, mayday. We are a East bound sailing vessel and we're taking on water. We've lost our electronics and need someone to lead us through these shallows."
Person 1: "We'll lead you through."
My Mom: "Thank you so much."
Person 1: "No problem." *attempts to lead us through*
Us: *thud-unk O.O*
My Mom: "We're aground."
My Dad: "Let me take over." *takes the wheel*
Us: *gets ungrounded*
Person 1: *chugs right through the same water*
My Mom: "They're a catamaran." >.< (In case you didn't know, Catamarans can go in shallow waters that mono-hulls cannot.)

So what if they didn't succeed in helping us? At least they attempted to. You know how many people just drive on by even after they see your car has broken down and you're in need of assistance? These people offered to help us and they didn't even know anything about us.

How To Begin?

The picture is of a Dolphin we saw while crossing the Gulf Stream.

Okay, so I'm not really certain where I should actually begin with this blog. I have never really written a blog before. I've written blog posts for my mom, but I have never written a blog myself.

First off, I should probably admit that I may forget about this blog from time to time, coming back to it when I remember I have it.

I just officially decided that I'm going to write whatever it is that's on my mind when I write an entry. That's probably the best way to go about this.

At the moment I'm upset because I don't have any music on my computer. I got a new one the other day and have been too lazy to put all of my music on it. So I've been listening to Pandora.com, which is a free, internet radio. It's a pretty cool thing that has made my life that much more awesome. I know I'd be dead if it weren't for music. Okay, I don't know about that, but it makes my life that much more interesting. That's one of the setbacks of living on a boat: I can't just plug in a radio and listen to music. I can use my ipod or my computer, but as soon as their batteries die, I'm stuck. We have a couple of 12 Volt batteries, but we have to use those to run things like our GPS and our Motor. So I have to live with not being able to listen to music when I want to.

Another bothersome thing about living on a boat is the lack of privacy. If I feel like everyone is just getting too close and I feel like my personal space bubble is shrinking smaller and smaller, I can't get away. There's no place for me to go. I don't even have a door to my v-berth. So I can't just lock out the rest of the world. Even if I did have a door, I wouldn't use. Imagine locking yourself in a toaster, and that's what it would feel like if I closed off my room from the rest of the boat. Way too hot for my liking.

Living on the boat has its upsides too. Like, I have made so many new friends since I've moved onto the boat. (OMG!!!! AN INTERRUPTION!!! There's a dolphin off my boat right now. I tried to get a picture, but it left so quickly. Oh well.)

Now I lost my train of thought. Oh well. I'm just going to try and post up some pictures and then go and hang out with some friends.

Toodaloo.