Sunday, June 08, 2008

the craziest day by far...

so we got up nice and early today and went to the autism walk...it was 100 degrees out and insane but it was a great, great walk...my mom & sister becky, friend ann marie, and sis ilyssa joined andy, jules and i as we went to manhattanville (and walked over 3 miles from the parking lot to the walk) and then walked for 2.5 miles. becky & my mom were the first to cross the finish line. it was a really awesome day, and we raised a ton of $$ for research! there were so many people there, and so much money was raised!
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then we went on the boat. it was so hot we actually went swimming, which is crazy to do in the long island sound out by shell island until after the 4th of july. we had a nice, leisurely afternoon... and then it started to thunder.

and then all hell broke loose! the skies opened and we were flying on the boat thru hell. grandma, re and juliet were underneath, safe unless we flipped over, and my dad, becky, paulie and mom were on the top in the captain's whatever you call it. andy and i were standing in the back enjoying the rain, when suddenly it started hailing. it hurt so much we went up w/everyone, and then i saw in front of us. we were in serious death danger. the waves were so huge and at one point the boat tipped dangerously low...re said all the draws underneath flew opened! at that point, i saw the stone wall that means we're about to enter the yacht club harbor... and my dad lost control of the wheel! as he furiously tried to get us on course, i couldn't help saying "dad, can you see? can you SEE? do you see the wall?? the WALL is there!" he didn't answer, he seemed to be enjoying himself, and until that moment (because he CANNOT see! in ANY weather!) i was too. when i realized for sure we would be crashing into the wall, i had to go down under and be with juliet. from the inside, you could barely tell that we were in danger. my dad couldn't even tie up at the mooring, so we had to go down the byram river til it calmed down...which it did. it was wholly exhilarating...becky, however, most likely will NOT ever go on the boat again!

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