She's A Lady

     Having left The Marina at Emerald Bay yesterday, we anchored once again in Elizabeth Harbour at George Town.  It sure felt good to be cruising and on the hook again.  However, before we left the marina, we had a blowout of a football party on Saturday and Sunday in the marina's lounge.  The late game on Sunday between New England Patriots and the New York Jets was the icing on the cake.  All the stops were pulled and we had an warm-up to Super Bowl Sunday.  Most of us won't get to see the game!  There were probably 18 boaters for the final game, and everybody brought food and their own adult beverage.  There were many interesting people who joined the party, but there was one feisty woman who was something special.  If you recall, I was discussing in an earlier blog about the gentleman, George,  who gave us fish,.  This woman is his wife and her name is Carolyn.   George had flown back to Washington, DC on Friday.  Otherwise George would  have attended the party with Carolyn.  More about Carolyn later.  We had chicken, nachos & cheese, conch fritters (with some of the hottest sauce I ever had), both yellow fin tuna spread and salmon spread, and every other snack you can imagine.  The whole gang was rooting for the New England Patriots except for one and that was me.  I was rooting for the New York Jets.  Sometime in the 3rd quarter I was bragging up the Jets when Carolyn piped up "Do not calculate your juvenile poultry until the process of incubation is fully materialized."  When I said Carolyn was feisty that may have been an understatement.  Carolyn could go round for round with the guys but with a dignified and sophisticated manner.  She's a lady.