Miss Bootsie, why won't you eat the fish?

In spite of the heat advisory and ozone alert we managed to sneak in a quick kayak trip down our favorite lake (read: nearest) – Lake Farrington. The fishermen were out by the handful and the turtles were sunning themselves, too. We opted for a leisurely paddle, sticking to the shady side.

As we paddled back to the car, we slid under a low bridge and noticed that Miss Bootsie

needed to eat some fish.

Welcome to small town New Jersey. The graffiti doesn’t get any stranger than this!

For those keeping score in the race between the fetus and Jenni’s life vest, the above picture of Jenni should confirm that Jenni is very much in the lead. No strap adjustments were necessary prior to this morning’s kayak adventure. It’s still anybody’s game (well, almost anyone’s. We are sad to announce that with today’s kayaking trip, Teresa, the contemplative Canadian, is officially out of the race. Next on the chopping block: Gelfling, with a guess of July 27).