It's nice to get to do whatever one wants to on a blog. So I'm doing another recipe...

There are 2 tricks to make your crepe-making-experience an easy one:

1. non-stick skillet (okay, so it's not really a trick)

2. whisk the flour and milk together 1st thing (with a whisk) to get rid of those clumps

Here's what you'll need:

1 and 1/2 cup milk
1 cup flour
4 eggs
2 Tablespoons butter, melted
2 Tablespoons...

Yet another fun filled Sailboat race on the action packed Elizabeth River, south of Hampton Roads harbor. I crewed on a Columbia 40 out of Willoughby, and we brought home a 3rd place in our class (Cruising 2). Not quite the finish of last year's race (we pulled in a 1st place trophy) but we'll take it. There was much fun had by all except for one fellow at the post race party.

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This entry should have gone before the last entry.I'm trying to keep my timeline true.
Anyway, this is a poem Bill wrote for me before he moved up to NY with me.
I was always a huge fan of his writing and poems. When he emailed me this, I was so touched and thrilled.

Then There Was You

A cold, shrill and bitter wind blows within an empty soul, leaving a barren heart empty and
desolate as a windy snow swept Artic plain. Darkness and despair loom...

" Wondering "......
looking out my window soft music playing the scent of the cool air caressing my body as i think of him ... wondering is he thinking of me to ?
So sweet is the night air as it blows over me sending tiny little goose bumps as he once did ,brings a smile to my face the thought of being lost in his arms just like old times ...
as i drift off to wonderland i think how it be if he where here...

Time !!!!!
Time thats all i have now , life as i know is over ...... endless nights waiting by the phone for a call that never came , such a waist of time ....thoughts of you fill my mind as i lay in bed .... wish i didnt still care or love you ..... another night fighting my feelings ...this how it is me wanting you , how i hate this part me showing whats really in my heart ... its tearing me apart ...Time ...dear ...