My Uncle Bob.

Here's a shout out to my Uncle Bob.  I'm pretty sure today is his birthday - HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE BOB! I think my Uncle Bob is pretty cool.  I think most people do.  He's my Mom's oldest brother.  My Mom calls him 'Big Brother Bob'...never just plain old Bob....she'll say, 'I need to phone my big brother Bob'....as an only child this always kind of cracked me up however; I never just call him Bob or even Uncle Bob.....I always say, 'My Uncle Bob'.

My Uncle Bob has a good wife.  He also has three boys - they're all older than me.  I pretty much spent every summer at their house when I was growing up.  My Mom sent me to Canada every summer - which was probably a really good thing - and I'd go and stay at their house.  I thought it was the greatest thing ever.  I'd go to Hockey games, and lacrosse games....I'd shuffle around with my Auntie....I'd visit other Cousins and Grandparents....sometimes I'd go visit Uncle Bob at work.

My Uncle Bob is building a Chubby in his garage.  I had no idea what a Chubby was....and I guess I still don't know how a Chubby is different than any other kind of car you'd build in your garage.

My Uncle Bob is a welder.  He's actually much more than a welder and I just have no way of articulating it all....there are boilers involved and sometimes ships or large plants.  When I was growing up he was the Dean of a Vocational College where he taught as well....and he also does a lot of private jobs. 

My Uncle Bob makes things and fixes things.  My Uncle Bob works hard...really hard. 

Most importantly, My Uncle Bob deserves a very large thanks from me.  When I was growing up I used to listen to my Grandpa, Mother, and Uncles sit around and debate the merits of education.  While my family are all staunch supporters of a formal education (thanks in large part to my Grandmother) my Uncle Bob maintained that you were wasting your time if you didn't have a skill.  A trade. 

My Uncle Bob was adament that the necessity of a trade did not just apply to men - it applied to women as well. 

Growing up in a family of hard workers I knew that I'd have to get my hands dirty to get ahead in life.  A standard had been set by all.

I have a trade - so do my cousins - thanks almost exclusively to My Uncle Bob.

Happy Birthday Uncle Bob!

 

p.s. Uncle Bob, I think you should take the day off work today and:

  • have some tea and disgestives on the couch with the wifey or 
  • take a drive - I know you drive a lot these days but, a good 'ole drive for a bite of food might do you wonders or
  • putz around on your Chubby or
  • visit some Grandbabies

2012 :: I Choose

I believe in resolutions especially ones that welcome in a fresh new year. Last year I jumped on the blogging band wagon and chose One Word.  One word that summed up what we wished for the year to come.  A resolution in a neat little package.  I chose the word create - and then I morphed it into more than word:  Create Productively - Produce Creatively.

As 2012 rolled in and I reflected on my 2011 I felt a little disappointment - mostly because I felt like I had neglected my words.  Did I produce?  Did I create?  Was I creative?  Were things accomplished productively?  I think maybe.  I managed to pass my Chief Mates exam - which is pretty effing productive.  I blogged through the process.  I got a new job and my new ports inspired some creativity on the blog - I had fun on a few photo safaris. 

The problem is, 2011 turned into a bit of a mess towards the end.  There were (and are) a lot of loose ends.  I'm having to make decisions that bum me out.  The kind of decisions that aren't fun and certainly aren't easy.  I'll have to let things go before I'm ready.  It means I'll have to do damage control before things get any messier.  Which means that this year I need to put on my big girl panties and pull up my bootstraps!  Chin Up Buttercup!

I struggled to put my desires for 2012 onto paper.  Should I concentrate on being responsible?  Should I wish for whimsy and magic?  Could I pick creativity two years in a row?  How do I make things happen.  How do I welcome in 2013 feeling like 'TA DA!  I DID IT!'? 

Then the interwebz saved me.  I read so many blogs written by so many amazing ladies (it does seem like most of my most loved blogs are written by ladies).  There were so many examples of New Year Awesomeness!   I picked some of my favorites and did what they told me to do - and then I wrote down my thoughts in the exact format that they wrote down their thoughts. 

Gala Darling said that we should write mission statements and provided resources.  So I did.  I used the link provided to create a mission statement - and then I switched it up just like her.

I was now on the right track.  I had a mission statement.

But I was missing my One Word.  I did not want to ring in the new year without a Word!!!

In comes Elise.  I copied her word.  There, I said it.  I couldn't even think of my own word.  I felt a little bad at first and then I decided 'screw that!  This is the best word EVER!'.

There is no shame in my game (well maybe a little shame in my game) - I'm a total copycat (just ask Baisey I've bought the same car as her TWICE). 

With my new word came a modified statement.  It turned out to be a little fruitier than I imagined but I'm loving it.  I think I could use a little fruitiness in my life - maybe it will balance out the jet fuel staining my boots.

In 2012 I will CHOOSE.  I can't think of a more powerful word. 

I am planning on making choices that are good for me.  That propel me forward.  That make me happy.  That are responsible.  That are courageous.  That promote self reliance.  I will CHOOSE. 

I will choose passion, adventure, and love.  I will choose to take my camera with me and capture life's finest.  I will choose to look on the bright side - to hang on like a little tomato and shake it out (someday I'll explain this one).  I will choose to stay hungry and foolish.  I will choose sweat, tears and the sea - they have never failed me.  I will CHOOSE.

Without further ado please help me welcome in this years mission statement:

Passion.  Adventure.  Love. Kai: Sweat, tears or the sea. Have less.  Do more. Take your camera. Ho'ihi.  Kuha'o.  Koa. Shake it out little tomato! Stay hungry.  Stay foolish. CHOOSE.

I'm entering 2012 with slight trepidation.  Can I do it all?  Can I make the choices that need to be made, have fun and stay true to myself?  I can only hope! 

Here's to fresh starts!  Here's to the word CHOOSE!  Here's to 2012!

Nautie Friends, what are you looking forward to in 2012?

The Nautie Guide to Conquering Mal de Mer!

Most Sailors will never admit they are seasick.  They'll curl up in a ball on the floor and blame it on galley food before they admit that they're feeling a little green around the gills.  I announced to my watch that I was feeling a little queasy.  They were horrified.  AB:  Mate, I don't think you should admit that...

ME:  Why?

AB:  It might make you seem a little less....

ME:  Ummm....manly?

AB:  Yeah, manly.

ME:  Riiiight....so, will you please go down to the galley and get me some saltines?  (For the record - I only said riiiiight - I didn't make the 4-8 fetch me saltines - I had already had the 12-4 fetch them.  I thought it made the encounter sound a bit better - ha. Oh, and the numbers indicate what hours the individual stands watch and, it's how we refer to the ABs sometimes.  As in, 'did you call the 4-8?'.)

I normally bring dramamine with me to work.  It usually makes me feel better lickity split.  Remember how I got fancy new luggage for work this time?  Well, I had to pack much lighter.  I normally have a navigation bag and a ditty bag - this time I combined the two into one slightly larger bag - the ditty bag got left behind.  Big mistake, huge......the dramamine was in the front pouch.  (Aunt Pooder, this is the hot pink ditty bag you gave me when I joined my first ship.  It will never be left behind again!  Lesson learned!  Like Aunt Gene said, 'everything has a place and every place has its thing'!!)

Because I didn't have the trusty dramamine I had to take care of things the old fashioned way.  Some of my remedies are slightly 'no duh' worthy - even if its only a mental remedy it's still worth it if it makes me feel a little better! 

Here's what I do:

  • Drink lots of water.  Water feels fresh and clean as it goes down.  I avoid drinking anything that might make me feel 'sluggish'.  Go easy on that dairy!
  • Double up on vitamins.  This way, if I get sick my body is slightly less depleted.  I have no idea why I think this.
  • Saltines.  They seem to be the perfect 'stomach coater'.  They keep your belly full without over-stimulating.
  • Keep cool.  Literally.  I've never passed out but, I feel like I've been close.  You know that feeling you get where you start to feel overly warm and slightly woozy?  Avoid it.  Crack a window and let in some winter air.  Turn down the thermostat in your stateroom.  Don't over bundle.  Wash your face with cool water.  You get it.
  • Let your hair get a little wind blown.  Otter left a message that I should enjoy a little fresh air (thanks Pops!).  It gets a little tricky when it's blowing 50 knots and raining - but we'll pretend that conditions are mellow - in which case - Get some fresh air!  It will do wonders!
  • Now bring me that horizon!  Jack Sparrow was on to something.  You'll be amazed how much better you'll feel by just looking out a window - the results are even better if you can manage to be out on deck while looking at the horizon.
  • Take a little cat nap.  Laying down and closing your eyes sometimes provides instant relief.  Sadly, we can't stay in our racks all day long.  If you are at sea for pleasure (i.e. a cruise or a fishing expedition, etc.) then you really don't want to stay in your rack all day!  I find that even 20 minutes of horizontal relaxation can do the trick.
  • GINGER.  This probably should have been first on the list.  I can't stress enough the miraculous power this little root contains.  I asked the Steward (he's in charge of the galley) for two chunks of ginger.  I mostly prepare it in the tea form.  Just slice up a bit (or a large chunk) and pour hot water over it.  If you are able to bring it to a boil even better.  Lots of times I add lemon and honey just to trick it out a bit.  If I'm really feeling yucky then I chew on a bit.
  • Don't pull the trigger.  Being seasick is not the same as being hung over....although it does feel a little similar....you will not feel amazing after one good yarf.  I do my ultimate best to not throw up.  I have found that once I vomit I won't stop.  In all seriousness, this can be dangerous.  It can very, very quickly lead to dehydration and a whole slew of other issues. 

Here's what I DON'T do:

  • I don't do dairy.  It just makes me feel mucous-y and gross.  That sounds disgusting...but it's true!
  • I don't do sweets.  There seems to be a lot of downtime during rough weather - lots of 'waiting it out'.  Sweets need to be burned off and you won't be able to do that....you'll just end up with too much energy.
  • I go easy on the coffee.  Too much caffeine on an empty belly makes you feel queesy on a normal day - why do that to yourself on a yucky day?
  • I don't take showers.  Okay, I know this sounds weird.  For some reason when I take a shower I become completely disoriented and can't tell up from down.  If the ship is rockin' and rollin' and I let water pour over my head I suddenly feel like Alice in the Rabbit Hole.  If the weather lasts for more than a day then I sit on the toilet and use the shower wand to wash my hair only.  I don't stand in the shower in rough weather - ever. 
  • I don't sit in front of the computer.  Think reading a book in a car - same thing.  It takes about two nanoseconds for your eyes to be exhausted and your stomach to be rolling.

For some reason I find it glorious that the french word for seasickness contains my initials!  Which only makes sense since my initials mean ocean in french.  Mal de Mer.  It almost sounds lovely.  Which reminds me of the quote:  'Merde.  Shit always sounds better in french.'.  Too true.

Storm photos are being sorted and edited and will be up soon!

 

 

The Motion of the Ocean

Sorry for the lack of posts BUT.... We're currently getting the shit kicked out of us by a winter storm.  We're exhausted.  Staying upright in heavy seas takes a lot of work and, trying to sleep when things are banging around and you're rolling around in bed just ain't easy.

PLUS, I'll admit it - I get a little seasick - staring at my computer screen just isn't on the agenda....neither is anything else that is yarf inducing.

I've been taking lots of photos and hopefully when things mellow out I'll get them posted.  I have a feeling that they will look incredibly mundane and you will all wonder what the big fuss was about!

In the meantime, I'm off to strap myself to my rack for a little cat nap.

2011 Best.

What better way to ring in the new than pay homage to the old?

 

I rang in the new year by flying to Florida and taking all the classes required to upgrade to Chief Mate!  I managed to get a few good beach days in and met tons of new friends!

 

 

After completing all my classes I submitted my application to sit for my exam and flew home to wait it out.  I decided since there wasn't enough going on that I better get all four wisdome teeth removed.  What the hell was I thinking?!

 

 

While still recovering from the most pain my mouth has ever experienced I moved out of my lovely little Hilo Hale (Hilo House) and headed to the East Coast!  (I should really say that my Mom and Aunties moved me out of my house while I tried not to cry on the couch.)  I really didn't feel like leaving once it was time to go - insert semi-sad face.

 

 

I flew back to Florida where I studied my Patooty off for two and half weeks before sitting for my Chief Mates Exam (which may in fact have been the most stressful thing I've ever done).  Meet Megan the Nautie Chief Mate!!!!

 

 

Two days after passing my Chief Mates exam I joined a new ship.  I missed my old ship dreadfully (I had been there for three years!).

 

 

 The great thing about my new ship was a whole new set of ports.  Being able to visit the Parthenon while in port was fantabulous!

 

 

 After documenting my sunrises since the creation of this blog I saw the most amazing sunrise on my way to the Azores.  I have never seen anything like it and the photos just didn't do it justice.  The way the colors banded across the sky blew my mind.  (By the way, the Azores were gorgeous.)

 

 

When I finished my rotation at work I flew to Maine instead of Hawaii.  I missed my old stomping grounds!  I bought a car found a house and visited, visited, visited!  The best part of being back in New England?  Friends with boats!

 

 

After enjoying a fun filled New England Fall, a bit of snow, a trip to Norfolk, VA to work in the corporate offices and a brief stint in Florida it was back to work.  Immediately upon my return to work I had my coolest day in port ever.  Can we say 'Holy Monkeys!'?!

 

Dec 21st

 

This year there were 271 posts!!  That means that I blogged 74% of my days - Thank you Nautie Friends for sticking with me!

I'm excited about what the New Year has to offer and can't wait to take things up a notch!

 

It will be RUNG!

Last year I welcomed in the new year by trekking down to Kalapana to play with the lava.  It was strangely appropriate - along with the fiery flow you get new life.  Fresh new land and a chance for baby ferns to take root. For the past few days I've been thinking very hard about the past year.  What were my 2011 successes?  Which parts of the year am I wishing I could change?  Did I meet my goals?  There are some resounding YES's!  The Yes's make me feel tingly and proud however; I didn't meet all of my goals.  I feel some disappointment which I find frustrating.  I think maybe I'm being a little hard on myself....but the disappointment makes me think that maybe this year requires a more calculated approach to goal meeting.  Maybe the disappointment means that I should spend more time contemplating my last 12 months so that I can set more realistic goals.

I had big plans for a post to ring in the new year however; the plans have been put on hold due to loading cargo, 12 hours between ports, discharing cargo and tank washing.  Which leads me back to the whole realistic goals idea....

There will be more to come - I may ring the new year in a little late but, it WILL be RUNG darnit! 

I hope that all of you Nautie Friends and Family have a smashing New Years!  I am so excited to be ringing in the New Year with you all!