Island Time

Here's how things work around here.

We have days on end of Nothing Much Going On, followed by Holy Cow How Are We Ever Gonna Get It All Done.

Yesterday began two days of the latter.

We survived yesterday. In fact, we capped it off with an impromptu margarita celebration last night.

(Highly recommend.)

In a few short hours, I am headed back to the Deep Dark Woods, where there is (/are)

• No Electricity
• No Running Water
• An Outhouse
• Mosquitoes
• Blackflies
• Deerflies
• Bears
• Coyotes
• Moose
• The Blair Witch

(Trying to forget I mentioned that last one. It really adds another dimension to those "Mom, I have to go to the bathroom" in the middle of the night outhouse runs. )

I've heard that this is the best mosquito repellant there is.

I'm going to try it out.

I'll let you know.

These are my rules for the next few days:

This is one of the reasons I need a vacation:

I drove the truck, the trailer, and the boat down to the ferry yesterday.

Nobody was injured or maimed.

Success!

(I chickened out in the end, and got one of the guys to actually put it on the ferry. The spare tire was ON the trailer, and if I hit the rails on the ramp, I would pop a tire. Then what?)

Tammy found the whole thing infinitely funny. She's still laughing this morning.

But all this running around, and planning, and braving wild animals gets us here:

And here...

Which means we get to do this...

So it's all good.

Have a great weekend, everybody!

If you don't hear from me by Tuesday, please send somebody to look for my rotting corpse, which will undoubtedly have been eaten by bears. And mosquitoes. Or The Blair Witch.

And will likely be located near the outhouse.