But. And that's a big but. She has this boyfriend here in Havasu, who is a total asshole. We call him Mitch the Bitch. He throws hissy fits if he doesn't get his way. He complains and berates Steve's daughter if she stays down in her dorm room on the weekend rather than driving the three hours to come here to see him. She had to blow off plans with us on Christmas Eve because he needed her to clean his house. And most of all, he doesn't want her going to college. He works for his mommy and daddy doing plastering, and I'm sure he knows that college will enable her to get very far away from his bleak future. We know he isn't right for her, and we've had talks with her about this. She set our minds at ease by telling us that Mitch is not permanent and that she knows school is more important than any boyfriend.
So when she broke up with the Bitch recently, he kicked his efforts into high gear. Started driving down to see her in Phoenix, adopted a dog that he knew would make her feel obligated to stay with him like it was their own little baby or something. And of course he got his tentacles on her. Made her believe that ASU was not right for her. Talked her into leaving ASU. We don't know this for sure, but we suspect that's what happened.
Once Steve's daughter broke that news, we just fell into a depression. We know there's a chance that she'll change her mind and stay at the University, but it sucks to have to worry about it. We found ourselves lying awake that night, plotting the Bitch's untimely death. Mitch the Bitch, that is. We had no desire to go and do anything positive the next day, we just wanted to sulk. So the McCain trip was out. Eventually we got the motivation to go for a motorcycle ride. Then after that we decided to take the boat out to a nice quiet spot on the lake to stay the night. We got into our parking spot shortly before the sun set, and we had a simple dinner.
Here's the neighborhood we stayed at:
It was an exciting evening, because the cove was visited by Great Horned Owls, ducks, Javalina, and Burros. We heard them all, as we sat on the back of the boat. We had one flashlight, which had dead batteries. So we relied on the little candle that I brought. No big deal. It was cool to sit in the dark and listen. And forget about the stress at home.
We cruised around on the boat until 2 this afternoon, which definitely is the longest we've stayed on the boat. Almost 20 hours. We just didn't want to come home.
