Day Eight

Day 8

Reading the Honeymoon Blog is like watching the Kardashian family on TV—it can be addicting despite offering nothing of lasting value.  Ann says the other thing it shares with the Kardashians is that you know that there is a big ass in the room!  Wonder what she meant by that.

I am writing this from my desk in Cleveland, having returned yesterday, but have a few notes to work with. 

Day 8 was the last day of the honeymoon.  It was a cloudy, cool day and felt like a true changing of the seasons.  Ann woke up on a mission to get some exercise.  We have been eating a lot and I think this was Ann’s attempt to reassert some self control.  We decided to ride our bikes and went the entire length of the local bike path, from Woods Hole to North Falmouth (about 22 miles).  When we returned, I ate everything in the house—leftover pizza, peanut butter, yogurt, etc.  So much for self control. 

In the afternoon we met Jon and Sally for a little sailing outing on their sailboat with their son James (3^rd year Harvard Law) and his girlfriend.  The boat was being put up for the season so this was the last sail of the year.  It was another sailboat design that was odd in my experience—a cat boat.  This is not a catamaran, but rather a very wide-beamed, gaff-rigged sailboat with the mast way forward.  It had a centerboard rather than a keel.  I think these are very regional boats—as I looked around the harbor I saw a lot of boats of this design, but we have very few of them on the great lakes where sloop-rigged sailboats are dominant.  We sailed in the harbor to stay out of the weather and Jon successfully dodged lots of moored boats—everybody had fun.

Watched a little football in the afternoon—Eagles vs. Redskins.  The Philadelphia fans gave Donovan McNabb, their long time quarterback, a standing ovation when he took the field for the Redskins.  Philly fans are very tough so this was really impressive.  Daisy seemed to growl at the Eagles’ new quarterback, Michael Vick, for some reason.  We saw some Browns highlights and were delighted that the Brownies finally broke through with a win.

Ann has grown very comfortable in our private Cape community.  She claims she still loves the general public—just prefers them on the other side of the security barrier.