21 August 2011 Alone At Last

So after I finished writing the blog last night, my intention was to practice my mandolin.  I played through two songs just fine, had large amounts of trouble playing the third piece, and had fallen asleep before I could try to play the fourth.  This was at 2030.  Clearly cooking all that food and playing host had pretty much tapped me out.  I only got up long enough to slide into bed from the couch, and slept the rest of the night through. 

When I finally woke up this morning, it was to the sound of the foghorn going off yet again (big surprise) although today it only last to about 0800 before the visibility cleared up.  We never had great visibility today, but I could at least pick out Popham Beach and Sheepscot Bay for the better part of the day.  This made the folks Ethan brought out slightly happier, as they see more than a wall of grey.  The only visitors we had today at all were from Leeward; Judy & Chuck left when they did, leaving Amy & I to ourselves on the island for the first time since Tuesday.

After our guests left Amy & I again began cleaning things up, we played a game of cribbage, and I had every intention to do some minor work around the Quarters.  This was not fated to be, as a severe thunderstorm warning was broadcast for our area, so instead performing work, I had to scurry around closing windows and doors, battening down the proverbial hatches.  I had everything closed up by 1630, and had a couple of hours before we finally got slammed by some thunderstorms around 1830.  There wasn’t anything really exciting like hail, but the winds & rain were enough to keep my attention.

Clearly we were spending the remainder of the evening inside, so we heated up leftover pizza for dinner, played some cribbage, and hung out until it was time for me to type this up and head for the rack.  There are more severe weather alerts being broadcast via VHF as I’m wrapping this up, so I’m expecting an unsettled night.