Sunday was one of those rare days Leopoldo had off and we began the day the way we would ned it: By Being Silly.

Our day on "the boat" started out fine. Bob bought Terry the craft early this year and it has two bedrooms and three baths; it cost more than the house.

It was too windy to take the sailboat out; we chatted with equally frustrated neighbors and took advantage of the full bar on board. I kept an eye on Lifeboat #1, but the boys were too into the vodka to worry about the icebergs I saw.

Leopoldo was Thurston Howell III and I was Lovey.

At the end of the evening I looked up to the sky and saw balloons wearing Mr. Astor's signature, designer glasses. He is everywhere in my life.