Wednesday, November 12, 2008


I got a phone call today... from the Capt. of the 108' Sailing Yacht, Avalon!

It went really well, the job sounds amazing!

Here is the run down:

Home is ST. BARTS.

We stay there for the winter, we sail around, we go down island, St. Kitts, Nevis, blah blah blah yackety schmakety...

It's a private boat so no charters, but the owner is only on the boat for 2 weeks out of each month, we are off for the other 2 weeks so we play and do maintenance and sail around for fun... (young fun crew)

The captains words "we live the good life" are ringing in my head...

We head up north in the spring, stopping in my old stomping ground, St. Thomas... :)

We summer in NANTUCKET.

But first we stop for a month in NEW YORK CITY,

to do sunset sails and coporate events for the boss man.


He also said the owner is really cool, and likes the crew to have personality. He said you don't have to pretend you are a servant who stands in the corner wearing white gloves and never speaks, you can be yourself.



The captain said he would call me in a few days and let me know because the whole crew are going up to Charleston to see the Dropkick Murphys play tonight and wont be back till late tomorrow... I FARKIN LOVE THE DROPKICK MURPHYS!!!

He doesn't need anyone till Dec 1st, so it turns out I will still be here for THANKSGIVING AGAIN!!!


p.s. the boat is in Savannah, Georgia right now in the yard, the same yard I was in a year or so ago... I love Savannah!

Jolea's Movie Review.

Tuesday Night Edition.

I just watched the movie "Waitress", starring Keri Russell. Oh my. Oh pie!

It was scary, and sad, and wonderful all mixed together. I cried, I saw flashbacks of decisions I have made in my life, then got scared all over again.

I am so thankful I have a good head on my shoulders and that my Mom brought me up to make good decisions most of the time. And I am thankful I am so damn selfish because if I really gave a damn about not hurting anyone's feelings I wouldn't be here at my parent's house taking a break from traveling the world, I would be living in a trailer house
out towards Anna, Tx.

with a plumber for a husband

hating my life and plotting

my escape.

You think I'm joking about that.

I'm not. Thank god I ran away that weekend and never looked back.

Thanks to my Mom for accepting my craziness and never turning me away.

Tomorrow I'm gonna make "Thank god I went to the river that weekend" Pie.

Watch the movie. It will scare the shit out of you.

I better get back to work.