Talk Like a Pirate

As many of you (too numerous to mention) remember, I went sailing with my friends, Steve and Brenda last year. Tomorrow, Iz and I are going sailing with them for the day. Of course, when I told Iz about the trip, the first thing she asked was, “Do they have a yacht?!?!”

I told her that it was a small yacht. Hey, it was to me! Then she asked, “Does it have a place where you can go under it?”

I was a bit surprised that she knew this. I said, “Yes,” and then I remembered that she was probably getting most of her boating knowledge from “The Suite Life on Deck.” Don’t cringe, Steve; you can certainly reprogram her from the Disney Channel to the Coast Guard tomorrow!

In preparation for the trip, I told her she needed to pick a “babein’ suit.” Would it be the one piece or the bikini? The bikini always seems to win.

The one-piece swim suit won. I asked why. She said that she felt she needed more coverage in the ocean given the sharks.

She also needed to practice holding her breath under water.

When on a sea vessel, there was always the possibility of a mutiny. It was going to be three girls versus one boy, who might develop intolerable cooties while we sailed along the Atlantic; though, realistically, the adults might revolt against Iz after she asked her 192nd question which would probably be, “Are people sailing in Florida now?” “Just in case there should happen to be a mutiny, Iz needed to learn how to talk like a pirate.

Ahoy! Amast! Aye! Aye-Aye! Arrrrg! ♥