row row row your boat...

My mum and dad are boat people. Our boat is named Kitkat. She’s the 22-foot, 5000 lb, green and white baby of family, and my dad spends more money on her than he spent on my entire college education. They relocated her from Long Island, NY last fall, and after a 10-year hiatus (two girls in university and a fixer-upper house drained the boat fund) they like to take her out at least once a week to introduce her to the flow of the Ottawa river.

Sometimes they invite me along – I’m good for throwing myself overboard to stop the boat from bumping or scratching itself on the dock.

This is where I get ready to launch myself onto the dock.