Life with Johnny!

In Greek mythology the Sirens lived on an island called Sirenum scopuli.  Approaching sailors were drawn to them by their enchanting singing hence causing them to sail into the surrounding cliffs and be smashed to little itty bits and drown.  Thus the siren’s song came to mean an appeal that is difficult to resist and if heeded to, ends badly.  Who could have foretold that my little sea nymph would be a 5′10′, 250lb, slightly balding middle-aged man whose chants of ‘I’ve looked! It’s not there’ or ‘Don’t worry! I have a system’…or whose finesse at stating fiction for fact with such bravado is to be marvelled by even the best of con men.  Daily I chart and sail these waters and gladly anticipate what new trials and tribulations will be set out for me..because between the exacerbations and finding the strength to resist the latest get rich quick scheme (often followed days later by oops, I forgot to carry the 1)…..I’m never bored..I never know what my lovely sea monkey has in store for me but I know that I love and I’m loved and strangely enough, he’s my muse.