This brings joy to my heart.

2010 Newport Beach Boat Parade

Last year Tucker missed the 2009 boat parade due to a bachelor party. So, this year he wasn't going to let a recently repaired Achilles stop him from making it. 

The 102 Annual Newport Boat Parade can be viewed from the Balboa Peninsula harbor and we are lucky enough to view it by crossing the street. It was raining most of the 5 nights that the parade circles. I made it to 3 viewings and the fireworks finale and Tucker made it to 2 parades.

Tucker put this quick video together of some of the boats from Saturday night's boat parade. (Warning-Tucker was the videographer and some of his jerky motions can cause dizziness):

Good News (& Gross Pictures)

We went to the surgeon's office this week awaiting a cast for Tucker's Achilles. We even spent the night before deciding what color he wanted for his cast.

When the doctor took off the soft cast that had been put on him after surgery he was more than impressed with how well Tucker was healing. He has 13 staples going down the back of his foot, there was little swelling, good color, and no infection. The doctor made the decision that Tucker was healing so well that he wouldn't put him in a cast for the previously discussed 4 weeks. Instead, Tucker has a nice boot that he will remain in for the next few months.

We have another doctors appointment a couple days before Christmas to get the staples out (pictures below).

Tucker is so positive about his current situation. He is quarantined to the couch or bed with his foot elevated for at least another 2 weeks. And he doesn't even complain.

Last Night's Sunset

We went outside because our living room was glowing orange.
From our rooftop I could quickly see why.

Even the ocean seemed to be glowing orange.

A beautiful crescent moon showed its face eagerly awaiting the Winter Solstice in 9 short days.

Brave Man

Tucker had surgery to repair his torn Achilles tendon last Friday. I was a nervous wrench and was almost brought to tears when I had to leave him.Tucker never looked scared or showed signs of worry.  He had a fabulous surgeon and was in good hands at the new "state of the art" orthopedic wing of Hoag Hospital Irvine. Mom Cannon met me at the hospital waiting room and distracted my nerves with light conversation and gossip magazines. After an hour or so in recovery we could go up to see him and sign release papers. He was in good spirits and looked extremely tired. He slept the rest of the day and awoke at 4am when the nerve block on the lower part of his leg wore off. Every day he seems to feel better than the last. He is such a brave man for going through this with little complaints and lots of thanks.