We are safely back from Lake Powell. It’s funny how vacations tires one out so thoroughly! We had a marvelous time in spite of some demoniacal inspired winds. We spent five days on the water in a huge houseboat (similar to the picture) belonging to our daughter’s father-in-law. I called him Brother Colonel because he’s a spiritual giant, a great Latter-day Saint, and great friend. I know what you’re thinking – but we all loved him before we knew he had a houseboat, a power boat, and two jet skis.
As I sit here my study seems to be swaying and I can’t seem to drive my mouse where it’s supposed to go. I guess I still have on my sea legs – either that or I’m losing it. Nah, it’s just the old sea legs acting up.
Tomorrow I will get my Un-Blog legs back on.
Blessings to all,