There has been this big ship parked in front of the marina since Friday.
My wonderful friend Nancy came over armed with design advice and wine and cheese and wine. After a couple of glasses of wine and some wine we decided to investigate the ship.
When we got close to it we saw
A) The gang plank was down
B) The door was wide open. So we channeled our inner Lucy and Ethel and went on up.
I kept watch on the deck (aka was too chicken to go in) while Nancy went in and looked around.
On the table of the parlor she saw a manifest type thing at the top it said “Mother Russia”. So we made an escape before causing an international incident.
Missing item of the day: eyebrow stuff. I feel like I’ve been a live model for this emoji with my eyebrows invisible since we moved in.
The Condo Chronicles 