Honeymoon

Well the Honeymoon sailing The Whitsunday’s was fabulous. I will post a few photos here but if you want some more stories check out Tom’s blog http://www.thomasr.org/blog the stories are a laugh.

Tom insisted on having the sails up wherever possible. I hated the sails as this meant Tom yelling at me: “Quickly, go north, bare away” I mean where the hell is that…left or right? Or other things like “for god sake pull the sheet, pull the sheet, man the halliards”. To me, a sheet sounds like it should be a sail- but no…it’s a bloody rope! And despite ending each demand with “please honey”, it didn’t mean that it was said in a particularly loving way!!

One story I am sure that Tom will not tell is of a fantastic, brave and speedy little butterfly, which made me laugh until I cried. Tom, being determined to ‘sail’ and not ‘motor’, had both sails up while heading to Hamilton Island- in a hurry so that he could make his radio gig via mobile. So slick and fast were we going that I looked over Tom’s shoulder and saw a butterfly catching us. Not only did the little beauty catch us, but also proceeded to overtake us, cut across our bows and fly out of sight! Like I said; laughed until I cried. Tom did keep insisting that we could catch him, but the butterfly was already home for a cuppa.

This is what happiness looks like...

Our 32ft yatch...with a storm brewing around us.

Tom managed to catch a fish and is obviously proud of his achievment, however he dropped it off the back of the boat while he was cleaning it!

Valentines Day on Hamilton Island...I'm very excited about the pool.

Beautiful sunsets every night...

Melbourne Cup

For Melbourne Cup we had an impromptu lunch at our house. I had the attitude, "it's my party and I dress as I want to". So if that meant that I wore my $450 hat with my jeans and terri toweling slippers, then so be it. I found it interesting that one of the fashion of the fields winner should wear a bird cage on her head to keep her stuffed bird from flying away. I think that a live bird on a real hat is much more creative.

Lazy, or at one with technology?

I am shouting out loud that I love technology, especially when it means that I can get someone/thing without actually getting up. I am on night duty for the foreseeable future. Tom and I have a mobile phone plan that allows free 3min calls between us, 24/7. So at 1pm when I wake up (the middle of my "night"), and want a glass of water what do I do? Should I stumble out to the kitchen find a glass and get the water myself? NO, technology to the rescue, I call Tom on my Mobile; Me "where are you babe?" Tom "In the lounge room" Me "Can you bring me a glass of water?" and god bless him he usually responds "Sure, be right there"...LOVE technology.
Just today we were both home together, a cold rainy day and I was rugged up on the couch with the laptop and Tom was on the computer in the "office". And yes..we were happily MSNing each other rather than yelling through the house, sending links etc. Then with my tummy grumbling at 6pm I thought I would abuse this technology one step further. A new feature for MSN is that you can record and send a voice clip, so I did. "Get my dinner" I believe was the request. This was the first time that either of us had discovered the voice sending option and therefore sent us both into hysterics and Tom actually walked to the lounge room anyway, defeating the purpose!
Anyway for a laugh have a listen on Tom's blog