My husband has a new mistress and her name is Estelle. She's an 18-foot, 2005 Crownline runabout, sleek and sexy and very, very red.
I was less than thrilled at having a new boat. I was overjoyed when Hubby sold the old one earlier this spring.
My thoughts are that boats are nothing but large holes in the water into which great quantities of money are thrown. It's better to have a friend who owns a boat and just offer to buy all the gas. That's the ticket.
This is one of the first toys Hubby has acquired that isn't a Dumpster Dive project. He is quite fond of turning trash into treasure. Estelle only needs a bath and she'll be ready to go.
"I believe that what truly matters in the making of art is not what the final piece looks like or sounds like, not what it is worth or not worth but what newness gets added to the universe in the process of the piece itself becoming."
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