So, in case you were confused, we did not go whale-watching this morning. Robb, Sheri and I went out rowing on a historic whaleboat as the guest of our letterboxing friend Denise.
Have you seen us sporting such huge grins, anytime recently? Considering how much we are not morning people, I wasn't a complete menace as a rower. Near the end of the trip, my coordination disappeared, but I'm still pretty pleased with how I did. I'm sure I'll be plenty sore after this workout. But who cares? A chance to get out on that beautiful water is worth the cost in muscular exertion.
Now that we know we can handle boating, Robb and I are going to take those kayak lessons I promised him for his birthday.
On the other hand (or foot, as the case may be), Robb recently noticed that his little toe was really swollen and black and blue. Thinking back, he realized that he had gotten it tangled in his sandal when he was getting dressed. He may have broken a toe, and not even realized it. Having broken a toe the summer that I backpacked around Europe, I can say that this may be the one time that Robb is lucky that he cannot feel his toes.
He will be scheduling an xray to look at his toe.