A New Way to Make Memories

We have all heard the old saying, "when it rains it pours."  Well, that has never been more true than yesterday for us here at Just a Dizzy Dad land! 

What am I talking about you ask?

Fine.  

I will tell you.

Yesterday, we came into possession of two items with infinite memory making possibilities!

Meet the H.M.S. Handicapable our new 15 and a half foot canoe that will be outfitted with rowing oars and outriggers so I can safely ride in it with out tipping the whole family into the drink!

Yes, my balance is that terrible! 

We plan on voyaging through through the seemingly countless waterways near us with this.  I like to think of it as an alternative to hiking since I can't really do that to well a lot of the times I want to. 

And, I would also like you to meet....

The Memory Maker  (The name will probably be changed)

This oddly adorable boat is a 1964 Evinrude Sport 16.

Yes, it is an old boat, but there is just something about it that I couldn't resist, so in a classic "YOLO" moment I bought it, and I can't wait to shine it up and get it running and on the water!

Now, I may have bitten off more than I can safely chew with The Memory Maker, but that is pretty much exactly why I bought it.  It is something that Mama Bear, the boys, and I can all work on together and be proud of.  

Even if we only take it out on the water a few times it will be worth the stories and memories I will have of restoring it with them.  

I also wanted the boats for therapy.

I know it sounds odd, but I learned last year that boating makes me feel better.

Honest!

You may or may not know this, but I have a genetic disease that is called Cerebellar Ataxia that makes me feel constantly nauseous and off balance and makes it hard for me to do various things sometimes because of the clumsiness and weakness that never goes away.

Anyway, last year, while visiting friends who have a boat, I had a bit of a revelation.  Their boat made me feel good, as in I didn't once feel like I was going to fall down or vomit (sorry for the over share), and I felt relatively normal! 

I could even walk up and down their long windy staircase to get down to the boat a few times afterwards with little to no problems!

That was a huge freaking deal that may not have seemed like it because I tried to play it cool, but it was, and it started thoughts rolling around in my head  instantly.

So, after thinking about it, Mama Bear and I decided it was worth buying our own vessel, and I am most definitely looking forward to our first therapy session!