Noon. Yup, still miserable outside.
4:30pm. Um, hello, sunshine, where did you come from? [Note: Prior to this time I was saying little prayers throughout the day for it to miraculously change and become nice out due to the fact we wanted to go out on the boat.]
5pm. On the boat. Enjoying the evening. Jesus, you, rock. Thanks.
7:00pm. Stranded on the lake. Boat does not start. Lovely.
7:30pm Sailor comes to save us. Seriously, there was no one on the lake, and all of a sudden a sailboat comes gracefully along and offers to tow us. He probably felt sorry for us- he saw my husband paddling our boat with a very wimpy oar and my dad paddling with a ski. It was quite the view. And we weren't getting anywhere fast.
8:15pm Safely to shore. Baby was very good. The weather was good. And once again, Jesus, you, rock. Thanks!