Get on the stick, Bob!!

August marks the end of the fourth year of blogging and nearly 1,400 posts on What About Bob.   Four years!   Time does fly whether you're having fun or not.

Posting has become somewhat lax. It's summer. Things to do outside, inside. Sailing. Hiking. Walking. The days are full and they go very fast. There just hasn't been time made to sit here and write about Lord knows what. What? That's the problem. It's the what in blogging that's been missing. There really has not been any "what" that struck my fancy to write about.
It's not like there's not a lot happening. There is. Basically, I need to get on the stick. Take more pictures to post here. Think crazy, juvenile thoughts and jot them down to post on the blog. It's not that I don't think of things. I do. But four or five hours later I forget what the hell it was I was thinking about. Life is like that. And if you don't know what I'm talking about just you wait for one day you will.

It seems like a couple of months ago but we were sailing early Monday morning.  Several new friends having never sailed wanted to tag along.  They met us at the boat just before 8 and we were on the water by 8:15. 

Wifey took her usual position on the boat:  On the cabin steps.  Notice the flat water.  Yup.  No wind.

We actually had fun even without any wind to fill the sails.  You'd never know it by the bored look on my face.  Marc has about the same expression.  I think it's a guy thing to look bored even though you're not.  Marc's girl friend Trudi seems to be enjoying herself.  Notice the water and that it's still flat.  No wind.

Wifey instructs me to turn around and put on a halfway decent happy face.  And this is what I come up with.  Marc on the other hand maintains the same expression even though he's having the time of his life.  Or, so I thought.  Maybe it was the lack of wind?

After over three hours sails hoisted but moving with the aid of the motor we called it a day.   It was close to 90 on the lake and no place to be when there's no wind unless you're in the water.

In parting we promised to take them sailing again when there was a least a breeze to power the boat.  Hopefully, Marc and I will take on happier expressions during the next sailing "photo shoot".  I can do that.  I'm not so sure about Marc.