John's birthday

We went to Longhorn with friends last night to celebrate dinner and we had a good time. But the real fun came right after we got home. Alice called to sing "Happy Birthday" to Grandpa John and she was her usual chatterbox self. She told us all sorts of things, much of which no one understood but it was obviously VERY important. You could tell it was important by the emphatic tone of voice she used, when she wasn't giggling. To be fair she also wished a happy birthday to me which was ok since I'll be in Honduras on my birthday.

100 days from now we will be boarding another cruise ship.

I Must Go Down to the Sea

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

- John Masefield