Ron's Performance Marine ,

09/03/2026

Woo it's Thursday. Friday is so close and that's closer to our 3 day weekend.

09/03/2026

It’s Thursday, baby, FRIDAY EVE, and that 3‑day weekend is basically waving at us from across the lake like, “Hey girl… come relax.”

The forecast says rain, but honestly?
Let it sprinkle.
Let it mist.
Let it do something to calm this disrespectful heat down.
My garden will thank it, my attitude will thank it, and maybe these unruly boats will stop acting like they’re auditioning for a horror movie.

We are over here trying to keep our patience, keep our sanity, and glide — not fight — our way into this long weekend.

Now tell me…
What are y’all doing with your time off?
Lake? Grill? Couch? Chaos?
I need to know who’s living their best life and who’s hiding from the world like me.

09/02/2026

IT IS SEPTEMBER 2ND, 2026 — WEDNESDAY, Y’ALL.
We are officially halfway through this week and still standing.
FRIDAY is already peeking around the corner looking real nice… and that 3‑day weekend we’ve all been dreaming about is coming in hot.
Let’s keep it steady, keep it moving, and get these boats handled so we can breathe a little easier by the weekend.

09/01/2026

09/01/2026

September is Su***de Prevention Month. 🖤

And we just want you to know something:

You can always come sit with us.

Every person inside Rambler & Co. built what they do around people. Around creating, connecting, caring, and making someone feel seen. Whether it’s behind a camera, behind a chair, in the treatment room, or helping someone feel a little more like themselves again at the heart of everything we do is loving people.

And somewhere along the way, so many of you became more than clients.

We’ve hugged some of you while you cried.
We’ve cried with you.
We’ve held the hands of people who were burying someone they loved.
We’ve stayed talking long after the doors were supposed to be locked.
We’ve picked up the phone.
We’ve listened to the things you didn’t know how to say anywhere else.

And we’ll keep doing it.

If you need somewhere to sit, we’ll sit with you.

If everything feels shattered and you need help picking up the broken pieces, every damn one of us will get on the floor and start picking them up with you.

If you feel like you’re drowning, we’re diving in after you.

You do not have to make an appointment.
You do not have to spend a dollar.
You don’t even have to know what to say.

Just come in.

Because Rambler has always been more than the services offered inside these walls. This is home. And it costs us absolutely nothing to remind you that your life is worth staying for.

You matter here.
You are loved here.
And there will always be a seat for you here.

Please stay. We’ll sit with you until the weight doesn’t feel quite so heavy. 🖤

If you or someone you love is in crisis or needs immediate support, call or text 988 to reach the Su***de & Crisis Lifeline.

09/01/2026

I'm on the way shortly! I can't wait to serve you all soon. You will have the chance to follow your Drool beginning this Thursday for some (private event) and Friday. We will have our schedule posted weekly.

September and October is going to be filled with familiar entrée's and a host of NEW. This will be the last two months for this year to follow your Drool to Droolnolie's.

See you soon. And as Always "It'll Make you Drool No Lie "

09/01/2026

Summer has come and passed… and somehow we survived it.
It’s Tuesday, September 1st, and y’all — SEPTEMBER IS HERE.
If you heard that in the Green Day voice, good. You should.

We’re stepping into a new month still sweating through these 90‑degree Georgia days, waiting for fall temps to finally roll in like the dramatic, moody season they are.
The rain keeps teasing us, the heat keeps fighting us, and we’re all just out here becoming whoever we are in boat season chaos.

September always hits a little different — memories, milestones, the stuff we’ve lost, the stuff we’ve built, the stuff we’re still carrying.
But we keep moving.
We keep working.
We keep showing up.

So here’s to a new month, new energy, and hopefully cooler weather before we all melt into the shop floor.

Wake us up when the fall breeze starts.
Until then… happy September, y’all. 💙⚓️

And before anybody asks — YES, Billie Joe is still asleep.
September just started, y’all… we cannot wake this man yet.
He’s on standby until further notice.
Let him rest.
We’ll check back in around the 30th.

08/31/2026

Happy Monday and the last day of August. Just a reminder we'll are closed for Labor Day! September 7th we are closed.

08/31/2026

It’s Monday, August 31st and I’m running on fumes, caffeine, and whatever personality trait shows up today.
Last day of August. I’m choosing chaos as my coping mechanism.

Before anybody tries to pull up next Monday talking about “y’all open?” —
RON’S PERFORMANCE MARINE WILL BE CLOSED SEPTEMBER 7TH FOR LABOR Day.
Closed. Locked. Lights off.
If you show up, you will be greeted by absolutely no one except maybe a rogue dragonfly.

Ron is off.
David is off.
Dawson is off.
I am off.
If the shop ghosts want something, they can leave a voicemail because nobody is answering.

We’re sliding into September like a pontoon hitting a wake it did NOT see coming:
loud, dramatic, and spiritually confusing.

Happy Monday.
Happy end of August.
May your patience be thicker than mine because mine is currently on life support.

08/28/2026

It’s Friday, y’all… and whew, we earned this one.
This heat and humidity have been absolutely disrespectful all week, and the days have tested every ounce of patience we had left — but guess what… we’re still here, still working, still getting boats handled one by one.

We’re hoping for a smooth‑sailing Friday so we can roll right into a beautiful weekend without any surprises.
If you’re heading to the lake, fishing, or just trying to stay cool somewhere with shade and AC, I hope it treats you right.

We made it through another hot, chaotic week — now let’s finish this Friday strong and get to that weekend we’ve been dreaming about.

— Amber 💙🛠️