Saturday, July 25, 2009

Six Foot Waves and New Specks

Today I went with J.F., her other friend, and her brother and his fiance to the Wave Pool. Jill told me last night we would be leaving around ten but we didn't get going till around one. Once we made it to the pool it was cloudy and rainy. It did stop raining when we got in the water but it was still cloudy and windy. It wasn't too cold though, which was a plus. The only thing was that when J. said there would be big waves, she didn't say that they would be six feet tall. I was totally unprepared for the waves. She said we would go to the deep end but that we would still be able to touch the bottom, but I'm a foot and a half shorter than her.

The result of all this was that I thought I was going to die and got tossed around like a drowning rat escaping a shipwreck. It was terrifying and horrible. I tried to swim out to the shallows and get out and wound up getting run over by someone in a double wide inner tube. They went right up my back and pushed me under face first. I scraped my knee pretty good on the bottom of the pool and when I came up I lost my glasses. This wouldn't have been so bad if I didn't have such bad eyesight. I couldn't see a thing more than a foot away from my face. I spent a few minutes trying not to freak out and thanking God that I was still alive. Then I managed to find the chairs we had out stuff on and sat in the warm reading a book. It was wonderfull. Much more fun than those idiodic killer waves.

I was actually dry by the time J. was ready to leave. I called home and got the number for the eye place back home and we stopped at a lens crafters on the way back to the house. We got there fifteen minutes before the store was due to close. I had my prescription faxed over and luckily they had it in stock so it only took fifteen minutes for them to put the lenses in new frames for me. I had to get children's frames because my face is so narrow. I was so happy to be able to see again. I didn't even mind when we stopped for dinner at this place called the Crazy Buffet, which was sort of like a new China buffet, and the fried rice was really lame.

The rest of the evening back at the house was pretty uneventful. We went for a walk with her "dogs". I don't really consider anything that tiny and smushed up and useless a dog but I guess the AKC recognizes pugs and chiwawas. After that I burned her a copy of the Peatbog Fairies' CDs that I had on my iTunes. They were the band that we listened to in the mountains on the Isle of Skye. I showed some of the pictures from my trip and now I think I'll hit the hay. I've got a lot of driving to do tomorrow. Thank the Lord I'll be able to see. But first I think I'll finish watching the Adventures of Robin Hood. J.'s dad put in a video. It's an old version with erol flynn, I think. The witty comebacks are absolutly wonderful.

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