Will dive for caviar

Our neighbor here in the marina had a little mishap with his bicycle this morning…it fell in the water by his boat. If it had fallen in the crystal clear waters of the Bahamas, I’m sure he would have jumped right in to rescue the bike. Being we are in Charleston SC, where the waters are not known for their sparkling features, he offered to pay my husband Jack to dive 20 some feet down and bring the bike back to where it could again be useful. Jack quickly denied the offer and referred him to a diver who would be up to the task for a small fee of $50.

Jack didn’t even get in a breath after telling me he denied the offer and I was already saying “I’ll do it for $50!” I have been told on occasion that few rival my commitment to saving money. It’s true that I make it one of my missions in life to never spend a penny more than I have to. I buy all of our clothes at Goodwill, breastfeed and use cloth diapers, and generally ensure that we have almost no monthly expenses.

So I would never normally treat myself to something like caviar, even though I love it. Looking down at the murky water of this low tide, I still knew the $50 in luscious ikura (salmon roe) would be worth it all. Jack threw his head back and laughed, “OK, I’ll tell him my wife will do it.” You can’t imagine how bummed I was when Jack returned and proudly told me how he retrieved the bike with a grappling hook so I didn’t need to dive in.

I sighed as I thought of my last “will work for caviar” job. It was just before my birthday last year and I was about three months pregnant. Jack wanted to pay a boatyard $100 to pressure wash the bottom of our boat when we hauled it out of the water for repairs. I was aghast and said “I’ll scrub it if I can spend the $100 on caviar for my birthday.” He laughed and said “Sure, if you want to.” I strapped one-year-old Marietta to my back and starting scrubbing. Two messy hours of work and a sore back later, I smiled while cleaning all the moss and seaweed off my body and thought of the caviar I would soon purchase in Miami. Marietta and I both thought it was worth the hard work!

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About Oh, the Places We've Been!

In 2008 I married Jack, the love of my life and the only man that could ever keep up with me. Instead of the nice little French Colonial with a white picket fence, we opted to make our home on the 46-foot catamaran "Let it Be". Since living on a sailboat we've had two kids and sailed thousands of miles along the coast of Central America, the United States, the Bahamas and currently Baja California. Our family of four is always ready for the next adventure and we’re never quite sure where it will take us next. Oh, the places we still have yet to go!
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3 Responses to Will dive for caviar

  1. Larry McD says:

    One of these days you have to tell the Portland Airport story so that Mari knows how much her mommy loves her caviar. If we had a mailing address I’d send you some of the salmon roe from Uwajimaya that you liked so much. Let me know when you’re going out to Marion and if there’s time I’ll ship it there!

    • Oh, the Places We've Been! says:

      The Portland Airport story … how her mama almost got arrested b/c she insisted that 1 oz of caviar should be permitted if 3 oz shampoo was? Next time I’ll pack my caviar in well washed “Pert Plus” bottles.

  2. Jo Crews says:

    What stories you are going to have for Marietta when she is a little older! Your life sounds so exciting. Be safe, until next time……..

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