There are many ways to get into the pool. There's the cautious toe dip that has one cringing before even touching the water. There's the graceful glide down the stairs. And the variation of desending the ladder into the water. There's the very controlled dive into the depths with arms outstretched.
And then there's the blind cannonball - jumping off into the unknown depths to be immersed in an indefinate temperature of chlorinated water.
I have become a cannonball jumper.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
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7 comments:
Sounds like you are having fun!!!
Love ya,
Jenn
No way! haha That's very brave. I just don't have the guts for that.
I think the swimming pool is becoming a metaphor for my life.
Thanks for commenting!
Sounds like you've got "canonballs" baby and your taking names! Ah how the times have turned. Good for you babydoll.
k
Thanks K. Growth is good - if a bit shocking at times! =-)
Enjoyed a lot!
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