Into the world of lost blogs ...

One might have been checking my blog lately and wondering where I have been. One might have concluded that I have been too busy or that have not had anything special to blog about. Even worse one might have thought to themselves "Oh dear she has lost her blogability". Nope ... Instead by blogs have been lost somewhere in the world of lost blogs ... I can think of no other place that they could have gone. Very sad and very frustrating.

But as in all things I am going to forge ahead ... Because I just finished a fabulous weekend of dragon boating, friends, and love.

Just thinking about it gives me shivers. If I was a really great writer I would build up to this ... But I am not ... SO WE BROUGHT THE CHARITY CUP HOME TO CHILDREN'S WISH!!!!! It was brilliant and so exciting. CWF had won the cup two years ago their first year dragon boating and then we lost it last year. But baby that cup is where it should be ; )

That is about as competitive as I get ... I always feel for the other teams that loose ... Especially because Ronald MacDonald House had a boat this year and I spent a lot of time in the home in Edmonton ... And my Mom would live there for months.

I was the drummer this year because radiation left me too weak to paddle, but it did not take away my voice or my love for dragon boating and CWF. I was so nervous before our first race because I had missed our last two practices being in Mexico, had only been able to drum for two before that, and they had changed the race format. The drummer sits on a very tiny, tiny, little chair perched high above the water at the front of the boat facing the paddlers. I hope you have a picture of me climbing up a later to my perch at least 10 feet above the boat : ) It was nerve racking at first but once we got racing I could have been on a high-wire and I would not have noticed. My job was to yell out the commands from the start to the finish ... My little pipes rose to the occasion and by some miracle I can still talk today. When I think about the noise coming out of me at the end of the race I would describe it more as a blood curdling scream : )

The Wish Warriors were incredible ... They made the A division with incredibly fast times (last year we made the C consolation race I think). For those of you who have never dragon boated it is hard to explain how hard it is and how much exertion and determination it takes. It is 2 plus minutes of full out giving'er till you feel like you are going to puke. As I sat on that little chair throwing the upper half of my body forward with the surge of the boat and screaming, I was so proud looking at the faces of my good friends. Some looked like they were going to cry and others like they might die ... But none of them gave up once.

I could go on and on ... But it would all be to try and convey to you just what a wonderful thing has been brought together with this team ... Their spirits and their hearts. And that is just as easily done by saying that I have been so blessed to be a part of this team, I love'em, and I can't wait for next year!

And more importantly we will make our goal of 20,000 when all the money comes in. And 1,400 of that was all you guys ... Thank you for supporting this charity. Thank you for knowing why it is so dear to my heart and being so generous. I know I have said this a million times, but every time I think about it I tear up ... You overwhelm me. So be proud today that you were part of granting two wishes. Be proud that you sponsored the winning team ... And the sexiest team on the water!