Friday, December 7, 2012 – Cocoa (Still):

            We woke up early this morning (to thick fog) as the mechanic guy was coming to do some scheduled maintenance stuff on the engines.  We didn’t know what time exactly he was coming but usually those guys like to wake you up.  We are down to toast and oatmeal (if you dump enough fruit and brown sugar in it, it’s rather tasty) as I am trying use up everything possible before we have to turn off the refrigerator and freezer to leave the boat for a month, but at least it was quick and a quick clean up.

            The mechanic showed up at the reasonable hour of 9:00 a.m. so we could have slept in another hour, but once you stir the least little bit, the cat says, “that’s it, get up and feed me!”  If you try and go back to sleep, you get clawy paws and cold, wet noses in the face.  If you like cats, that’s kinda cute.

            The mechanic said his work would take about five hours, so I busied myself with a sewing project, books and surfing on the computer.  Bob cleaned our little outside grill, and tried not to hover over the mechanic.

            After awhile, Bob and the mechanic thought it was important to show me various disgusting parts that had to be cleaned, changed, or outright replaced.  As everyone knows, I have always been very interested in impellers…did I take my medication this morning?...they are such fascinating little things with their cute little wing-like appendages that do heaven only knows what…hmmm…maybe I should take an extra dose…they just spin around and make the cutest little whirring sound.  It makes you just want to be down in the engine room with them…where did I put that medication…

            …and then, why is it that guys think that just because the kitchen counter is the first thing they see when they pop their little heads out of the engine room that they can use the spotlessly clean counter top where food is prepared, as their personal workbench?!

            I guess I was the focus of show and tell because I happened to be sitting right next to the engine room hatch working on my various little projects, so I got smart after awhile and went up on the flybridge.

            Well, I suppose the boat and her engines are all happy now.  Should be good to go for another few hundred miles down the waterway in anticipation of more adventures to write about. 

            Tonight we are going to the “theatre dahling” to see Cocoa’s version of “A Christmas Carol.”  I think it will be great fun – here’s hoping for something to write about tomorrow.