It was an impulsive decision, but around 10:30 this morning, Adam said, "If I borrow an outboard motor, do you want to go sailing?" I said, "You just see how fast I get out of these fuzzy socks and warm robe!"
Julia spent most of the time out on the deck of the boat, pretending to be a figurehead. I think she napped a little. I told her that was dangerous, since I truly did not know what I was doing.
I hope to post many more pics of me, sitting happily by the tiller. Adam has plans for him and me and a boat.