Words from the Galley Wench

OK. Life goes on. Things like cooking, laundry, and housekeeping don’t go away and Capt. Bligh and I have an unspoken agreement. I don’t do topsides and he doesn’t do below decks. The stove was working until the crossing. You may remember his stirring account of wind and waves. I had gimbled the stove. That means it could swing and sway like the rest of us, maintaining a somewhat flat surface to cook on. Unfortunately they have not designed a microwave that can do this. Picture a cup of soup going airborne in the microwave. So I really attempted to cook on the stove and managed it for a while but the last night out gave up and was able to throw (how true) together some sandwiches. Then at landfall the stove began to smell way too much of gas so we abandoned it until the repair guy at Bradenton checked it out. It turned out to be a fitting which had worked loose due to the swinging and swaying.
Next, picture days at sea in heavy cold weather clothes, then shedding to shorts and t shirts and lots of damp towels. Nothing dries real well on a boat, it’s all that water around, I think. So when I found a coin operated laundry that I could get all of this back into the clean and dry mode, I was excited. I spent a lovely afternoon in Pass-A-Grillle in that laundry.
Of course, there is not a lot of housekeeping to do in a 14 ft wide; 47 ft long water home is there? But making a bed on your knees is an interesting experience.
And last but certainly not least is the issue of hair. After a month out I was in need of a touch up, you girls know what I mean. So in St. Pete I had another of my out of body hair experiences. I am always up for an experience. Well, I got one. I went to a salon, very loosely applied, I assure you with the name of Starr Booty. Evidently they specialize in alternative hair color/styles. Mimi was a very accommodating woman who was probably as shocked at me being there as I was. I noticed a picture of Cher on her mirror and she told me that she does the local drag queen who is evidently a dead ringer for Cher, you could have fooled me as it was his? pic. The name comes from the famous? Drag queen in Atlanta who made a movie as Starr Booty. Well, anyway, I really got a good do. You will just have to see it.
So you see, life goes on maybe a little different than in Pell City!