Cruisin’ VIII

My last day in the lingerie department.  And because it was the last day, we just opted to hang out at the pool – where the scenery could often be delightful.  The Biddies, to their credit, decided it was time for them to try the water slide – which they did with great aplomb.  They each did it once – and decided once was enough.  Something about a lack of real water flow.  Seating was at a premium up top – we couldn’t find lounge chairs so suffered the indignity of sitting upright while we caught rays and read.  Occasionally, a Biddy would wander over to the grill and bring back a plate of goodies.  We watched a hot dog eating contest and wondered how anyone could even think of doing such a thing after a week on a cruise ship that served meals 24/7?

[Without the aid of a net, Rita goes for it . . .]

[ . . . and rapidly disappears into the space-time continuum.]

[Then the supervisor came up to bat . . .]

[ . . . a slight hitch in her swing . . .]

[ . . . then she was gone . . . joining Rita in some alternative universe.]

[The hot dog eating contest drew men, women, and children of all ages.  I have no recollection of who won – I couldn’t watch the carnage!]

[Groovin’ . . . on a Saturday afternoon.]

[The supervisor has a bone to pick.]

[Have you ever seen a finer hat?  It did yeoman service on the trip.]

[I have no idea why I took this photo?]

[How many people fit in a hot tub?]

[Back to the Grand Atrium.]

[The bounding main.]

[Where we were – and where we’re going.]

[The Biddies enjoying Happy Hour in the atrium.]

[With apologies, but how could I not get a shot of that tattoo?]

[Jami . . . lookin’ good!  🙂  Even I, though generally tone deaf in such matters, recognize the importance of the little black dress to a lady’s wardrobe. ]

[Last stroll around the ship.]

[And the sun sinks slowly into the Gulf . . . where it is extinguished by trillions of gallons of salt water.]

[The last supper.]

[Unbeknownst to us at the time, on this very same day other members of our family were also cruisin’ – on the Potomac River.  🙂  ]

[Also unbeknownst to me at the time, the supervisor was becoming a cruise junkie.  I’m not so sure.  I don’t have the figure for it.]

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The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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