Had a weird nightmare last night, can’t remember it. But that was the only speed bump so far. Here’s my day #2 (well, technically my full day #1) report:
I tried to get into the pool. This was an engineering effort. Due to the way my body is shaped, it’s basically topheavy — put me in an inner tube and I’ll tip forward with my legs out of the water. I tend not to float easily. Now the one time I actually ENJOYED going to the pool (as opposed to it being a nightmarish horror I’d soon avoid, being unable to swim) was in the hospital, where somehow they had just the right equipment… an inner tube which was thin enough and snug enough to fit me properly without being overly huge, and this floating styrofoam barbell that I could hold in front of me so I could counterbalance and stay upright.
So at this pool all we had was an overly thick inner tube and no barbell. After MUCH experimenting we came up with a slightly deflated tube (to make it thinner) and two ‘noodles’, long styrofoam things, one under each arm. It worked! But… I couldn’t move FORWARD. Turn, certainly, go backwards slowly sure but I couldn’t get any forward momentum no matter how I kicked my legs. So we gave up and I stuck to hanging around the steps into the water, which is fine.
That night it was time for bad kung fu movies! I was unfortunately exposed to Surf Ninjas, which the other family in the house brought, and that’s two hours of my life I am never getting back. (they only let their kids watch kiddie-type inoffensive sanitized movies. The youngest of the three I can see it for but the oldest is in early high school, what’s the problem?) Jen, Andy and I retired to my room to watch GOOD bad kung fu after that: Drunken Master 1. Ohhyeah. Man, people in ancient china were potty mouths. Or maybe that was just the hideous dubbing.
Now, back to my vacation, already in progress. I doubt this posting was informative or entertaining, but hey. And if Sweeney Todd’s seeing this: E-MAIL ME, dammit! I need to know what day you want to come over!