Larry & Christina Aguilera GET IT ON!

Enjoy.

How close to the $100,000 are we?

Well, in late August I would have been able to tell you that we only had $97,177 to go. Pretty awesome, right? That's a combination of raffle ticket sales (thanks to our largest buyer, Pops!) and the adjustments we'd made in our lifestyle habits.

And then work slowed down for Jer-Bear. And then the economy fell apart and all Jer-Bear's work went away. Now even my day job is being cut back 20% as of January, with who knows what on the horizon.

So now we are back to the starting point. Which is okay, because in these times–especially when you factor in that Olympic Boat Centers have closed–I'm sure the price of a Bayliner 300 is less than $100,000.

Right Bayliner? Bayliner? Hello?

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Dear Phil...

Here's my letter to Phil:

Dear Mr. Phil Collins, I’m writing to you because you would be doing me a huge favour if you purchased some raffle tickets in a draw I’m having. My boyfriend Jer-Bear and I are trying to raise money to buy a beautiful Bayliner 300. Now, I wish I could say honestly that I was a huge fan, but I’m not really. I do have your album “No Jacket Required” and I like the song “Take Me Home,” but I haven’t listened to it in years, mostly because I don’t have a turntable any more. I mainly wrote to you because I heard you were living or had lived in British Columbia, and I am a native of that province. I hope you’ll feel a kinship with me on that count, or perhaps because I love the British version of almost every TV and movie much more than the American version (especially The Office), or because I have fond memories of watching the Dave Allen Show with my dad years ago – and maybe you share those same feelings. Here’s the standard paragraph I always tell famous people: Now, I’m sure you get a lot of crackpot letters asking for money, or sex (as mentioned in your book) or even both. How often has someone ever written you a letter asking to sell you 3 raffle tickets for $1? That’s Canadian dollars, by the way. Although we’ll also take pounds or euros, but at par. I know that means the exchange rate will be in our favour, but come on! You’re a rich rock star and we’re just a guy and a girl working full time and trying to live our dream. Anyway, if you’d like to buy some tickets, here is the address to send your money: Float Jeremy & Nala's Boat! #2444 Unit 304-7592 Vedder Road Sardis, BC, Canada, V2R 1B0 Visit our blog at www.floatourboat.blogspot.com too, because writing to famous people is one of my crazy ideas to get this boat, and I always talk about my crazy ideas on the blog. Oh, and if you have friends who might want a chance to win $500, feel free to share this letter with them. Although you don’t need to tell Eric Clapton, because I wrote him first. Don’t be offended by that–I read his book and enjoyed it, and since he’s a boat owner it made sense for him to be the first. Sincerely and with the highest regard, Nala

My p.s. to Phil was in two parts, as I found out some new info:

P.S. Visiting our blog will help us too - the more traffic the better! Thanks! P.P.S. I found your address ona fansite where it ALSO said "Phil Collins' boat is named 'Fil D 'Or II'. So you ARE a boat lover and can understand our mission! I feel so good about that, I'm going to buy a couple songs on i-Tunes. Don't worry - they're your songs.

I bought "Another Day in Paradise" and "Follow Me Follow You."

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Dear Eric...

I recently mailed Eric Clapton a letter to see if he'll buy some raffle tickets. Here's is the text:

Dear Mr. Eric Clapton,

I wanted to write and tell you how much I enjoyed reading your book “Clapton The Autobiography.” I am a big fan of British rock, alternative and blues music. I’ve always felt I was born too late (1966) and didn’t get to see my favorites in their prime, although there’s a good argument to be made that you’re most recent years are your prime in terms of enjoying life.

I was very interested to read that you’d purchased a 150 foot yacht a few years back. The second reason for this letter was to say that our dream is to purchase a 30 foot cruiser. Since we don’t want to borrow money to do this, we are telling the story of our quest through our blog (www.floatourboat.blogspot.com) and selling raffle tickets. The raffle will be for $500, which we will hold when we’ve raised enough money to buy the boat.

Now, I’m sure you get a lot of crackpot letters asking for money, or sex (as mentioned in your book) or even both. How often has someone ever written you a letter asking to sell you 3 raffle tickets for $1? That’s Canadian dollars, by the way. Although we’ll also take pounds or euros, but at par. I know that means the exchange rate will be in our favour, but come on! You’re a rich rock star and we’re just a guy and a girl working full time and trying to live our dream.

Anyway, if you’d like to buy some tickets, here is the address to send your money:

Float Jeremy & Nala's Boat!
#2444 Unit 304-7592 Vedder Road
Sardis, BC
V2R 1B0
Canada

Visit our blog at the above address too, because writing to famous people is one of my crazy ideas to get this boat, and I always talk about my crazy ideas.

Oh, and if you have friends who might want a chance to win $500, feel free to share this letter with them. Although I’ll understand if you want to keep the opportunity to yourself!

Sincerely and with the highest regard,

Nala

It's alway important to add a p.s. because it's one of the most-read parts of a sales letter. Here's my handwritten p.s.

If you're a little short, maybe you could write us back? I couldn't part with your letter on ebay, but it would drive some traffic to our blog. Many thanks!

Do you think he'll respond?

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The Texas dream is over

Our baby was just too far away and had too many complications - the main one being we couldn't join the frickin' forum to contact the guy giving her away to get more details on the extent of the damage.

Sometimes discussion forums are elitist and/or lazy bastards.

Have a great day!

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Crazy Idea #6: Letters to Famous People

People write letters to lottery winners and celebrities all the time, right? So why not write to famous people we think would be sympathetic to our massive dream??

Watch for our letters later this week. Any response we receive will be posted here. Hopefully they'll buy a few raffle tickets too!

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This could be an exciting time!

Here is an excerpt from a great letter written by a hedge fund manager closing up shop:

"Capitalism worked for two hundred years, but times change, and systems become corrupt. George Soros, a man of staggering wealth, has stated that he would like to be remembered as a philosopher. My suggestion is that this great man start and sponsor a forum for great minds to come together to create a new system of government that truly represents the common man’s interest, while at the same time creating rewards great enough to attract the best and brightest minds to serve in government roles without having to rely on corruption to further their interests or lifestyles. This forum could be similar to the one used to create the operating system, Linux, which competes with Microsoft’s near monopoly."

My own highlights are in blue. Sometimes things get so bad it's time to start over. What an exciting opportunity outlined above for the U.S. and perhaps the world–an opportunity to start over the right way, with the right focus.

Here is a link to the full letter.

Sorry to take the boat blog into politics, but then again I'm not :)

Free Bayliner cont'd

So here's what this baby could look like if we got it all fixed up.


Jerbear says he isn't keen on a single motor, but if our cost for getting this starts at $2,000 or so, isn't that worth it? We found this one for sale for $18,500. The trick is spending less than that to get her in shape.

Hmmm... food for thought. Mmmmm... food...


Damn I hate it when I get distracted.

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FREE Bayliner cont'd

I had to show the actual post here, because I still can't believe it.



Damn, I guess it's kinda hard to read, huh? Okay, I'll type it out.

Yes! Free. All you have to do is come pick it up. This boat wsa sunk due to IKE in about 4 feet of water. Insurance has processed it as a "Total Loss" and has now left me to dispose of it. I will even give you the clear title. The boat was removed from the water approx. 4 days after the storm. If I don't find someone who wants my baby, it will break my heart to cut her up and just throw her away. Hull is in great shape and would make a good project for someone who has the time and resources.

Now, we're trying to get pictures, because in my mind giving away a 1995 2855 Ciera seems pretty extreme. I will be very interested to see what "Total Loss" actually looks like!

We'll keep you posted. In the meantime, I don't care what the flippin' economy is doing - buy some rafflle tix you guys!


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OMG a FREE Bayliner!!!

...if we drive 2,400 miles to Seabrook, TX. 37 hours, $900 in fuel, 7 nights worth of meal and hotel rooms (I don't care what you say, Jerbear, I'm not good doing the "Truck-Stop Motel')

To put it in perspective, here's a map showing what our journey would be.


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Discuss amongst yourself...

whether we will see boat prices drop. I hope so.

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Mmmmm.... chocolate!

We have been obsessively entering this contest at Cadbury's website. I have never bought so much chocolate in my life!! You can enter each chocolate bar's UPC code. So far, I have almost 100 entries.

A different part of this promotion is a photo contest. We specially baked a cake and covered it with individual Caramilk pieces. We wrapped our party hats in the foil from the bars too.

I don't know if this photo will be one of the three we're allowed to enter, but isn't Brandon's expression hilarious?


Happy 40th birthday, Caramilk!

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Waaaahhhh-h-h-h (hiccup) AAAaaahhhh!

In case you couldn't tell, we are saddened that Olympic Boat Centers is going out of business for good and for real. NOW how will we see our baby? Who's going to shower her with affection and stroke her wheel and throttle every three weeks or so? How dare they mess with our visitation rights!

Well, I'm sure Bayliner will find a new delivery solution. They still have boats to sell, right? Hey, how long do you think they'd notice the deception if we open a fake store? Hmmm...

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SOLD! To the gentleman with the fast fingers

We sold our weight bench. I'd listed it here, but also on Craiglist. Within 5 minutes somebody e-mailed me. The next day they came and picked it up. Bam! Gone.

Now I want to lift weights. That song was right. You really don't know what you got til it's gone.

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Hello, extreme home makeover fans!

Here's a picture of the outside of the 1987 home we've got an offer on. Here's that post I was warning you about... what colour should we paint it next year?


Thanks for the colour comments!

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Sidetracked ever so slightly

So here's the thing. We're moving. At least, we found a great house that kicks @$$ compared to our townhouse, and our offer's been accepted subject to selling our place.

If I could take a picture of our crappy neighbour/strata council member and tell you the stories of why he hates us, you'd totally understand why we want to bug out of dodge.

However, OUR DREAM IS STILL ALIVE. We have to scale back on the lottery ticket buying a bit, but we're still selling three-for-a-dollar raffle tickets, so buy some!


And of course, we're still going to implement some of our crazy schemes (like the weight loss booklet and a new one I just thought of but haven't posted about.) And I'm pretty sure I'll still be able to blog almost every day. But I may be a little distracted and some of the posts might be called "Hey, can you help us pick kitchen colours?"

So I apologize in advance. But seriously. Start looking at colours, okay?

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Bayliner dreams

Bayliner's tagline is "Where fun lives." I find that interesting, because I never thought fun had a home or a hometown or anything like that. Because if it did, it would be a lot easier for people to go there to visit, and most of the world would be happier. Don't you think? Unless it was a transatlantic flight, which are brutal to make on a regular basis.

Anyway, I went to their public site recently because I wanted to screen capture a photo of our baby for the blog. So I try out there fun game called "Find the right boat for you" which isn't really a game OR fun, because after I entered all the details that I knew matched a Bayliner 300, I got this:


It's hard to read, but it says "Based on the choices you've made, we have 0 results." And yes, just to bash me over the head and make me feel inadequate, the "0 results" is in bold.

So then I browsed through other parts of the site and found a parts manual, an owner's manual, trailering instructions, and lots of fun pictures of families with kids on the water having FUN, and I realized - www.bayliner.com is where fun lives! Cool.

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For sale: Weight bench and weights

In Chilliwack, B.C.

This weight bench is in fairly pristine condition, lucky for you, because I am a huge procrastinator and the only thing I've done regularly is walk to work and use my treadmill. It even comes with the sexy Rubbermaid tub and puzzle-piece floormat. I'll throw in the fact that my cat autographed them around the edges with his teeth.

It has adjustable barbell rest, leg curl, pec fly, lat tower, curl pad, various weight plates, additional free weights, rubber pad, original exercise poster and tub to hold weights. Asking $150, but will negotiate. Must sell because it won't fit on our dream Bayliner 300 that we are buying next week when we win the lottery or in 20 years when we've saved for it or earned it.

E-mail me at floatourboat@gmail.com if you're interested.

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Crazy Idea #5 - Blackmail

When you think of all those forwarded e-mail floating around that have all those gooey pictures of kittens and stuff, and say things like "if you forward this to seven friends in the next seven minutes you'll have seven wishes come true" you have to wonder... do people do that?

They must, because people will buy magic crystals from the ads in the back of magazines like The Enquirer. And sea monkeys from the backs of comic books. My mom once told me sea monkeys were just brine shrimp. I didn't understand why that was supposed to burst my bubble, cuz who cared what they really were when the little girl ones had bouncy hair and a hair ribbon!


I digress.

So sending those e-mail is a kind of emotional blackmail. "How dare you not forward good thoughts to seven friends!" And it's not like they're promising bad luck, they're promising the good kind! Life maybe getting a parking spot right in front of the grocery store, or (in Canada) finding a quarter left in the buggy so you don't have to go back to your car in the pouring rain to go through your ashtray-slash-change drawer for that elusive quarter.

But how can I send an e-mail that emotionally blackmails people into buying a raffle ticket. I just asked Jer-bear and he said I should put "Hey guys, forward this to seven of your friends and you'll wake up with seven inches." I don't know if seven inches is good or not, or if I should even be putting that in this blog, but what the hell. It sounds like something a guy would do, and it means I don't have to put "boobs" or "hot college girls" in here superfluously.

Oh, he just qualified that idea with "Buy a raffle ticket and gain an extra inch."

I think the wrong one of us is in advertising.

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More chances to win...

because NOW you can buy one ticket for 50¢

OR

three tickets for a $1!

Crap, that's one ticket for free! How can you turn that down? You'd have to be insane or mathematically challenged.

Get our address by clicking on this raffle image:


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Astoria Road Trip: Final Installment

Our trip back was actually filled with strange adventure. And nothing starts a trip like that better than a healthy meal!


Midway, we were attached by gnomes of unusually large size...



but luckily the Navy came to our defense.


Jer-bear's stepmom recently got Mac-ified, so we had a bit of a geek fest while the PC boys were sulking by the shed.


And then, despite having visited several times, we forgot how to get back home! Thank goodness Larry could help us by reading grandpa's charts we'd brought back.


Then we overstayed our welcome and Larry started burning our belongings, so we figured we'd better leave.
We were so tired, our faces were permanently blurred. And for some reason, my head swelled to a freakishly large size.


Not only did Canada welcome us back with open arms, she welcomed every item in our truck personally. After 20 hours, we arrived back home at 1 a.m. Whew!

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Astoria Road Trip: Part 6

These kinds of things are never actually fun. All your life, you grow up with these things surrounding you, and then at some point you have to come back and weed out which memories you'll keep and which ones have to go. And because it is so different and so personal for everyone, you have to check and double-check things as simple as keys or books.


Check out the beautiful wooden coffered (I think that's the right term) ceiling, and natural hardwood floors.


James Dean was alway spouting off. See him on the left, instigating things while they're trying to roll up the carpet? In the end we had to throw him in the truck to get him to shut up. Now he's instigating in our garage.


It was tough for Jo. There were piles called "good will", "almost good will" and "probably too good for good will." And of course, far too many decisions.


Jer-Bear had never spent so much time in his grandpa's room with his grandpa's belongings before.


And after this, time to hit the road.

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Astoria Road Trip: Part 5

Visiting Jer-Bear's grandma and grandpa's house really was like walking through the past. Check out these vintage items you just don't see anymore:





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Astoria Road Trip: Part 4

Sometimes you see things that really appeal to your aesthetic. These shots were like that:








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Astoria Road Trip: Part 3

Our trip even brought us within spitting distance of an Olympic Boat Center. Okay, I guess you'd have to be a world champion spitter... however, I did get this amazing shot off at 70 miles an hour.


Imagine how fast WE will look when we are in our Bayliner 300 and others are trying to take OUR picture!

Astoria has some famous stuff going on. Like, it was the setting for The Goonies. And... well, I guess that's all I know about. However, James Dean was at the house when we got there. Pretty hot, eh? Of course we took him home with us.


And there were some very scary things in Grandpa's house, like this torture instrument from long ago. If you don't think school was torture in the olden days (I've heard the "Torture Story" from both my dad and my former dad-in-law, neither of whom are liars or exagerators) so it must be true. Plus, just look at this desk, right?



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Astoria Road Trip: Part 2

The I-5 is very bumpy. It is a real challenge for professional photographers.

Turns out the Jer-Bear does not like bright flashes early in the morning.


See how unblurry the Space Needle is? You'd never know we were going full out on the highway. Of course, there were about 8 bad ones before this.

Mt. Ranier is beautiful. And man, is this car ride was boring. We ran out of conversation about 2.5 hours ago.

We had about two hours of good radio, and then we were incommunicado in the wilds of the southwestern Washington forest. Travel time to Astoria would end up being 5.5 hours.

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Astoria Road Trip: Part 1

OMG, you know it will be a long day when it starts like this:


And while Jer-Bear's Grandpa Ed didn't have a Bayliner, he left Jer-Bear some great boat-related items after he passed away in July. And this was our trip down to Astoria to pick them up.

The first hurdle is always National Security. Which looks like this at 4:30 a.m.


And for some reason, I just wanted to add a picture of Niko's wagging butt.


It's wagging so fast it's ALMOST INVISIBLE.

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Those aren't FLUFFY PILLOWS!!

...they are beautiful fluffy clouds.



Don't they look so soft? Don't you want to reach out and click on their fluffiness...

Oops! It linked you to our raffle draw! Don't fluffy, pretty clouds make you want to buy a raffle ticket? Don't they?

Bionic Eyes

Most people, no matter how inept they may be at most of life’s things, are really good at SOMETHING. Like Jer-Bear. Now I haven’t found anything that Jer-Bear is inept at, unlike myself, but he’s a guy that can figure things out, like how to fix things. And not just how to fix things half-assed, like the way I would fix things because I don’t really know how to fix things, I just think you can wrap it, join it or cover it with duct tape and it’s all good. But he fixes things the right way, so that if that Mike Holmes guy came over and looked at it, he’d say “Now that’s the right way to fix that.”

Some people are good at style. Like Dara has a knack for knowing how to put an outfit together. That might not sound like much, but I will never buy a clothing item now without taking her shopping with me. She’s a thousand times better than the sales people at picking the right colour, right style and right accompanying garment (because you can’t go into a dressing room without a complete outfit.) I love her to death, but most of the time as soon as she hangs up the phone she’s pretty much forgotten everything whoever was on the other end told her–unless it’s her friend Jayme. But I digress into the bottomless land that is teen world.

I’m okay at a lot of things, but the one thing I have a knack for is finding stuff with my eyes. Not finding the roll of toilet paper I JUST had in my hand two minutes ago (found in the living room) or those papers I was supposed to bring to work (left them in fridge–still can’t figure THAT one out), but little things, like once when I was little I was out riding my bike and I found a ten dollar bill laying on the ground in the gravel. And last week I found a crumpled up five dollar bill lying around in Wal-Mart. And once, when we were grouse hunting with Jer-Bear’s dad, I spotted one of the little fellers on a stump in the bush. I won’t tell you about how he took so long to shoot at it that it flew farther into the bush, and he tramped after it for about 15-20 minutes with no luck but a lot of swear words. I’ll just tell you the part how he was really impressed with my BIONIC EYESIGHT (Ok, “bionic eyesight” are my words, but I bet if someone had asked right there “How did she even SEE that?!” he would have said “I dunno – she must have bionic eyesight or SOMEthing.” I’m pretty sure that’s how it would have gone.)

So yesterday, when we were on our way to drop Jer-Bear’s kids off to their mom, we stopped by to see “our” boat. Sadly, they were closed and they had our baby locked up with the other lonely boats, not allowing anyone to coo and fawn over them and make love to them with our eyes from a shorter distance then the while wrought iron fence.

But while we were there, Jeremy found a penny. A CANADIAN penny. At the boat store. Is that not fate?! Then this morning, and I don’t know how this can get any more amazing, Jer-Bear finds a dime at the corner store.

He picks it up and gets into the truck and says “A penny yesterday, a dime today! That’s 11 cents for doing nothing!”

And I’m thinking “Hey, you can’t steal my magic power.” And now, if he finds one more thing with his eyes, I may cut him.

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Richard Dreyfuss, how do you do it?

Solitaire is a great game. A great, great game. And there’s lot of versions of it. My dad played it a lot and taught me a really hard version which I’m so-so at. My first FAMOUS encounter with it was in the movie Jaws, when Richard Dreyfuss is playing the cascading card style of regular solitaire on a boat. On a boat!! It’s the perfect game for being on a boat when you’ve proved for the twelfth time you can’t tie that knot and you know the next offer to try again is going to get you thrown off (ahem, me and not Richard Dreyfuss. His knot-tying skills were really good in that movie, as I recall.) Oh, and another thing. In the movie the shark DOESN’T EAT Richard Dreyfuss. So there you go about the powers of solitaire.

When it’s a rainy weekend and there’s nothing good on TV and who cares about chores because we’re just going to sleep in the bed again tonight so why make it, and the kids are coming over on Monday and dammit THEY can clean the sink full of dishes for once… it’s nice to crack open the laptop and zip off a quick game of solitaire.

Except it’s never a quick game.

In fact it’s usually at least 8 games, and God forbid you lose 7 and win the 8th, because now you’re into it for at least another 11 games.

I don’t know about you, but my win to loss ratio is low, low, low. Low in-the-toilet low. I think I win 1 in 20 games or something like that. And do you ever notice, after you’ve lost like 5 games or so, the game seems to take pity on you and deals you out three aces, and gives you a great black and red mix so you’re moving cards all over and FEEL like, holy crap! I think I’m gonna win this one! And the paranoid part of your mind starts screaming “Don’t think that! Don’t think that! The game will know and you’ll lose!”

And then BLAM! You’re staring at a red 8 that you could’ve moved to that black 7, but somehow, despite having bionic eyes, you totally missed it. And after you finally move the red 8, the red jack underneath is turned over and you can’t get to the black ten in the card pile any more cuz it’s buried, and every time you go through the deck you think “maybe this time” but forget it because the red 9 that’s sitting on the LAST FACE DOWN CARD THAT’S SITTING ON THE GODDAMN 2 OF CLUBS YOU NEED TO WIN is saying “Dude, we like so gave you all those aces and you STILL lost?!?”

I hate solitaire.

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Intoxicating wenches!

I’m back to drinking caff coffee. For many years I didn’t drink caffeine because it was a part of my eating lifestyle plan. No caffeine, no sugar, but I did use cream. It was all about eating real and natural stuff. Don’t even bring up that I use sweetener. I’m not goddamned perfect, okay?

But part of our savings plan is to eliminate unnecessary spending. We’ve cut waaayyyy back on Starbucks–Jer-Bear never goes any more, and I only go occasionally with friends at work (decaf Americano, in case you were curious.)

So now we perk coffee at home. And for simplicity’s sake, because we both want a coffee shot in the morning, we make one pot and it’s caffeinated. And the other morning, after we’d each filled up our mugs, he says to me “I’m proud of you.” And I say “For what?” and he says “For drinking caffeinated coffee.” And I say “Thanks.” But inside I’m wondering does anyone congratulate a heroin addict when they pick up the spoon and cotton ball again?

And just so you know, right now as I re-read that last paragraph, I’m smiling in a smug way at my wit and sipping from my coffee mug as I polish off my third post in 5 minutes. Ahhhhh, Caffeine, you full-bosomed, intoxicating wench!

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The day started so good...

and because we can't possibly help ourselves, we stopped by to visit "our" boat on our way to take the Jer-Bear's kids back to their mom.




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Raffle Tickets & Small Countries

You can't imagine our excitement as we all sat in the truck and watched Jer-Bear come out with our first raffle ticket purchase envelope! You'd have thought from our expressions that he was going to pull a frickin' Bayliner 300 from the envelope.


So of course I don't let anybody open it. We MUST CAPTURE IT PHOTOGRAPHICALLY FOR THE BLOG.

Lars bought 8 tickets. And as you can see from the postmark, bought them from Washington State. It's so nice to know our American neighbors feel it's important for our family to own a boat. In your honor, Lars, I have used the American spelling of "neighbors" and "honor", and as soon as I finish this blog post I will personally invade a small country.

So now you will have a 1 in 11 chance if YOU and you alone buy a ticket today. As the Godfather's Pizza commercial guy would say: "Do it!"

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