What any good woman would do

Had a dinner party last night - my dad, his wife, their two friends Suzy and David, my sister, her husband and my brother. So, 20 minutes into said function, I had dad in the kitchen, asking where this was and where that was, I had Jess trying to show everybody gymnastics, I had the dog piddling on the floor, I had a cacophony of noise from Leigh, Suzy and my sister and I had my husband giving me the silent treatment for some reason. So I did what any good woman would do.

I got rip-roaring drunk.

Screw this good hostess thing. In moments of adversity, go for booze.

Musings - or not

Had a good race today. We were SEVERLY short handed - five people on a boat that takes 8 to sail comfortably. Shane did bow, mast and jib, Carl did mast and runners, Thom was non the helm and touched the runners once, Don (thank god Don was there) did main, jib, spin guy and spin sheet. I did pit, jib and spin guy. And we still ended up fourth, which wasn't bad, all things considered.

I had some really good, deep muisings on the way home that I wanted to write down, and now Jess and the neighbour's child are in the kitchen making enough noise to represent a small, highly urbanized country. The dog is in the mniddle of the rucas and I have to referree too much to be able to put together a complete thought, so all of those great muisings I had are now gone into the ether.

Probably for the best.