Spent the day in Marion. Guess which fun-filled afternoon was mine: sailing in the brilliant sunshine, or driving with a sleeping child? Yep, you guessed it. Grace, however, is eerily at home in a Mount Gay hat, down below in a gale, and lashed to the lifelines of the boat. Pretty easy to imagine her with cocktail in hand, which is both frightening and awesome.

My father uttered one of his classic lines today: “We always told you and Hilary that two words separated us from the masses: ‘may’ and ‘well.'” Confirming that I come by my Grammar Girl moniker honestly.