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A perfect day

Today we took our daughter to a local shoreline for a quick dip in what she alternately termed "the sea" and "the river." She and I waded into the pungently cold water, while papa wisely waited further up the beach. My feet passed from chilled to numb, my capri-length pants were not short enough to avoid getting thoroughly soaked, she had goose-bumps over every inch her swimsuit didn't cover. In short, it was glorious.
Then we hit the nearby scenic restaurant (one of those corporate clones with the "lite rock" mix and early bird specials), where we dined unfashionably early, in time to get a seat outside on the deck. From there we had a front-row seat for some hapless "sailors" who had lost their engine and were drifting ever closer to the dock. The two "adults" involved had boarded the dinghy, and were, we presume, trying to tow the fairly good-sized sailboat away from peril, leaving two sub-teenagers and a frantic dog on board. I suspect these women shared my notion of 'sailing'; that is, lying around in a bikini with a beer in one hand. Nope. Those sails aren't just for decoration; might as well know how to use 'em if the power goes out.

I sipped a berry cosmopolitan as the sun shone on the water, with my small family gathered around me, and no thoughts whatsoever of the culminating experience I will undergo tomorrow. Yep. By this time tomorrow, I'll either be a "doctor" or a cautionary tale for future students in my department.

posted by Unknown @ 8:18 PM