Strangest thing I've done this week: Underwater Easter Egg Hunt.
That's right, my freediving club held an underwater easter egg hunt yesterday. Of course, you can't just throw a bunch of eggs into the ocean. We used golf balls. So there I was in the ocean, diving for golf balls. Now, it is unlikely that this is your idea of a good time. But I have to tell you, it was a blast.
When I got out of the water holding a handful of golf balls, there were people on the shore looking at me like I was an alien. That's when I realized it: this is strange. So then I asked myself, how did I develop into a person who would think that this is a good idea?
I have to blame it on my grandparents. Growing up, they had a pool that I spent EVERY SINGLE DAY in. When they realized that I liked swimming underwater, they bought rings that I could dive for. They bought hoops that I could swim through. And my entire family would watch as I fetched the rings that they had thrown in.
And now I realize that from young age I was being prepared for life. I was being encouraged to explore my potential and hone my natural abilities. Unfortunately, I have the same abilities as a trained dolphin.
I wonder if there are any openings at Sea World.


giggle.
XXKHT
Posted by: Kimberley Taylor | Tuesday, March 25, 2008 at 06:31 AM