Well, I may have mentioned that Cappy has four children. One boy, Matt; and three daughters, Marty, Megan, and Molly. I just found out about this a couple of weeks ago, but apparently, every year Cappy and her daughters meet in New Orleans for a "girls only" weekend (sounds kind of silly to me). And they were going to go last weekend. So, John thought that would be a good time for the three of us to drive over to New Orleans (that's in Louisiana) and drop Cappy off at her hotel, and then the two of us drive over to Slidell to spend the weekend working on the boat. Sounded good to me.
Unfortunately, the week before, I had a little mishap at the groomer (Cappy calls it the spa, but it's really just a big ole' puppy barber shop.), and I had a big booboo on my face. It hurt a lot, and Cappy and John kept putting all kinds of medicine on it, but I was ready to do whatever I had to do to help them, no matter how badly it hurt.
So, bright and early that Friday morning, we all piled in the truck, with the back full of boat stuff, and off we went. It was a pretty long trip, so I was able to get in a couple of pretty good naps on the way. Finally, about 2:00 that afternoon, we got to Cappy's hotel and she got out with all her stuff. I was hoping to get out there too, but I guess John needed me to help him on the boat. Cappy was really excited about spending the weekend with her girls, but she was kind of sad that the youngest one, Molly couldn't make it.
There was a lot of traffic in this place called New Orleans, but after we dropped off Cappy, John and I finally got to the boat in Slidell. It was a pretty cool place. I was happy to see the boat again, and as soon as I got on board, I found my favorite spot and took another nap. Whew! Traveling is exhausting!
John and I spent the whole weekend fixing stuff and working on the engine and all sorts of other stuff. He went out for dinner at night at a place called the Tammany Yacht Club, which was right next to where our boat was. I didn't like being alone all that time, but he always brought me treats when he came back. So that makes it okay.
On Sunday morning, we left the boat and drove the truck back to New Orleans to pick up Cappy. Marty had flown back home to Austin earlier, but Megan was still with her, so we dropped her off at the airport on our way out of town. I know they really missed having Molly there with them, but they seemed to have had a really good time. They were both talking about a mile a minute.
John and Cappy and I got home late that afternoon, and I was really tired. I'm not sure when we're going back there, but they are planning to move the boat the rest of the way to Florida real soon. That ought to be a lot of fun!
