Big Saturday

Hubby the Knifemaker had an order for eight knives. All finished, we drove to Port Charlotte to deliver them while a gun show was in progress. (Ah! The American Gun Show. No blending of colors here. All white males and females. Plenty of Good Ol' Boys. Interesting.) We delivered the knives, then he took me to Placida and El Jobean. Yes, these are real towns in FL. We ate lunch in Placida at a restaurant called The Fishery, overlooking beautiful blue water beyond the mangroves. And a kitty crawling around the mangroves. Food was good, company awesome. After that, we came home, cleaned up our little, old boat (these adjectives are to be taken in the literal sense) and cleaned up ourselves in time to go to Mom's, who fed us crabcakes for dinner. Yum! Real lump crabmeat. No shredded stuff here, and hardly any filler. We're from Maryland, after all! Then we came home, Hubby finished up on the boat, and I was reading Frank Peretti's Monster, which I just finished. I highly recommend this book; a great read. Would make a good movie, I think.
Ripped is home early tonight; don't know why. Sometimes a lightbulb goes on in his head which causes him to realize that he needs more sleep.
Searcher is still in Tally, will come home tomorrow. Send up a prayer for safe travel.
This Saturday, I leave on a one-week cruise to the Western Caribbean, a treat from my Mom. My sister's coming, too - her first one. I'm sure we'll have lots of fun, and don't worry - we won't fall off the balcony in a drunken stupor!
Later!