Yesterday morning I looked at the clock and saw 11:00 am and I actually said out loud "Only one more hour before I can go to the pool". Out loud, mind you. When I get around a pool I turn into an 8 year old. This past weekend we had pool competitions that bordered on dangerous and I am seriously surprised no one left missing a tooth or two. Our favorites revolve around stacking floatation devices and attempting to sit on top of them without falling in the water. Too much fun for kids, this is an adults only event.
The thermometer hit 100 on Saturday so I spent a lot of time atop many floaties. Our festivities were cut short Sunday by unsatisfying and lack luster thunder storms. T-storms are an unusual event here in the Pacific Northwest, so when one arrives we are let down if there's not a lot of flashing bolts and loud claps of thunder. Especially if it means this 8 year old girl has to be dragged off a couple floaties.
Special shout out to Lady Di for hosting the events at her home this weekend. Gotta love a friend with a pool. Now I need to run and check the 10 day forcast so I can schedule my job hunt around my pool schedule. Wish me luck (on the weather, not the job hunt).
2 comments:
How was the water? I remember it being quite cold early in the summer last year...
It was lovely. Di purchased a solar blanket for the pool and it really did the trick.
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