yesterday i had the viewing pleasure of watching almost every member of immediate family barfing over the side of a boat. let’s just say we were going to have a “real fun” day of fishing off the new england coast, when sea sickness struck. it KOed them so quick they didn’t even have time to strike back. now — let’s just remember back to before we scheduled this trip when i said — are you sure everyone is going to be OK on a boat for the entire day?? i mean we know my brother has a history of barfing on boats — back to when i had a boat and i had to be the one to hold the container for him to barf in (he was too little back then to lean over the side).
so there we sat with my mother, my brother, and my husband, as they lay in agony. at one point my mom was standing towards the bow leaning over the side wretching violently with the wind whipping towards us, i leaned towards my dad and said — i think something hit me in the lip (my mom was not far enough to the side so not everything was going over the side — if you get my drift). then my dad whispered to me, i think something hit me in the eye.
so there you have it — one fun day for the family!! oh the memories.
