Time To Go Home!

Well, it's about that time. We are down to the last week at the lake and it is time to pull ourselves together, pack up and head home! But, before all that, there are still things to do! This week we have been doing all those last minute things we should have gotten done over the past 2 months - not that we put things off!
The scooters needed their annual maintenance - check. The truck needs its maintenance - pending!
The blueberries need picking - check, check, and check. It is that time of year - I have the blueberry bug. We went out yesterday and picked 10 pints! All cleaned and frozen. This morning we went out to the far island and picked another few pints. We had to leave as Ken is on his way to the Augusta area. We got all our stuff together and got into the boat just to realize that Mulligan was missing. We called and called. I was convinced a boat I had heard earlier had picked her up and taken her away. We got in the boat and started it - no dog. We slowly went around the island calling - no dog. Ken let me out at the other end and I walked through the island looking for the mighty hunter - no dog. Suddenly Ken yelled out that he could see her. I called and headed toward the voice - no dog. I saw movement and realized I was looking at a black dog - she had been rolling in a mud bath and decided to ignore us. For her punishment I dipped her in the lake and shook the mud out of her before letting her in the boat! But I must say - her hair and skin look fabulous from the mud!
The Winnie is almost packed - of course I said that a month ago! But all my stuff is in there and that's the important thing! Actually things are going well and we should be able to pull this departure off without incident - right!
The other day we decided to take the sailboat out for a spin as the wind was "perfect". Well, it was a great show for the shoreline. We couldn't get going well enough to turn into the larger part of the lake and ended up crashing into the shore down by the Sleepers. We got out and walked the boat down to Boyces' to get a better gust. Upon getting in and trying to take off, we encountered the same situation and crashed into our shore - after laughing so hard we almost fell out of the boat, the neighbor offered to tow us beyond the island - perfect. We had a great last sail and have been nursing our bruises ever since!
One last thing - 31 years ago on this day, I went into the hospital to experience a small miracle - I gave birth to an incredibly beautiful baby girl. At just under 7 pounds with dark eyes and a little dark hair, she changed my life. We named her Gillian... Happy Birthday MD3!