Okay, here's my take on the Saturday sailing and I'm not going to sugar coat it for you. Saturday was bigger than I like and anyone could've told you I'd rather been at the "Taste of Gulfport" with our children than sailing, but I knew Matt needed me and I wouldn't let him down. I did my thing to the best of my weak ability and know I could've done better with more practice. We never get to practice, so I must perform well or suck! I made many mistakes, but we survived and performed much better the following day in slightly lighter conditions. Or maybe I put my "big-girl panties" on and toughened up. We still made some mistakes, but I felt more in the groove with my skipper this day. All in all, the best date I've had since Hiram's and I'll do it again and again, gladly.