| Wednesday, July 13, 2005 |
| But Seriously |
Okay, Who splashed me? You, hey you! You want a piece of this?
From the looks of this picture, you might think that Lauren wasn't having the time of her life floating in her first real swimming pool. Oh sorry, concrete pond for you rednecks out there. Well, she absolutely was having the time of her life. She kicked and played and splashed to her heart's content.
Today was one of those days that I rued the day I purchased a vehicle with leather. My knee length skirt was not enough to protect me from the clutches of 108 degree leather turned human frying pan. A lady at work invited the 10 or so office ladies out to her house for ladies night, as her hubby was out of town. By the time I reached the pool party, all I could muster was a quick "Hi" before I plopped my gooey, melted self into the heavenly blue dye #1 water.
Lauren and I dogpaddled around the pool, she in a borrowed bright yellow baby float and I, well, sans float. She giggled and laughed and ducked her head in and bit on the bright plastic with excitement. And then I knew. I had to get this girl her very own inground pool. Let's see, a third mortgage on the home for a cool $60,000 should do it, eh? Man, the $13 whale pool isn't starting to look half bad now.
After three hours of water play and a case of extremenly pruney feet, we bid farewell to ladies night. We had a ball, but we'll be back soon. Even if it's by climbing over the fence at 2am while you're sleeping, we'll be back. |
| posted by ieatcrayonz @ 7/13/2005 |
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