The Rafting Trip

We did it! We went on our annual river rafting trip today. Even though we've been doing this for many years, it still feels like a real accomplishment to make it happen. We'd booked the trip when we first arrived, but it turned out we were the only group going out this afternoon. It was a perfect day, warm and sunny. The water had a little current, but we had to do a lot of paddling too. We stopped at our favorite rocky outcropping to explore and swim, and we were able to paddle around Hart Island, which we hadn't been able to do the past two years. It was a great day.

We'd booked a table at the Harpoon Brewery for dinner and had a lovely meal to finish off the afternoon. The girls dissolved into hysterics as the afternoon progressed as Greta insisted on changing her preferred names for us--"Mother" and "Father"--to the nonsensical "Mum" and "Pum." They thought this was the most hilarious thing in the entire world, and finally we had to send them back to the car--cry-laughing--while we paid the bill. 

They were still laughing about it ten minutes ago, asking "Pum" to come up and say goodnight. 

The only bad part of the day was that Farrah had to be alone for many many hours, much longer than we usually leave her. But she was happy to see us, and we played with her in the yard then took her for a walk down the road before it got dark out. Nutmeg was fine as well. 

Andrew lost a night of sleep earlier in the week because he became convinced that Nutmeg would find a wire to chew (even though we've covered the wires with chew-proof tubing) and set the house on fire while we were sleeping, and we wouldn't know because there's no smoke alarm in the girls' room, so he installed one in there. Just in case. That Nutmeg! You never know what she'll do!

I had an interview this morning, and Andrew has two interviews tomorrow. I booked my flight to return to PA next week for an in-person interview. Good times.