Not Acapulco either

apparently Priscilla or whatever the storm has for a name is still an issue. I think it just might be Raymond following behind. In any case, the amount of wind, wave, and water being dumped from the sky caused the good, safety minded harbor master at Acapulco to close the port. We were warned about this yesterday afternoon. It became a reality this morning.

Since I had really doubted any intent to get off the ship, or at least no further than stepping on land in the port, I am find. There is a lot of grumbling. Considering the lack of physical shape of those grumbling (walkers, wheelchairs, scooters) it seems to me to be the much safer choice for all concerned.

So, it was another lovely day to read, listen to audio books, cough (yes, that cough is still hanging around), knit a bit and stitch.

The first is my “new start” considering that there is something comforting about stitching all the creatures in a sea related Long Dog Sampler while cruising along the Pacific Coast.

and then there is part #3 of the Jeanette Douglas six part travel series. Just a bit of fill in on two objects, then the rest of the travel trailer.

Tomorrow is another sea day. It is lovely, they are all starting to blend together….

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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