ita's aquatic wildlife concern, iirc, is lake whales.
Freshwater-able sharks! Of course this doesn't explain how I still am sort of scared that there can be sharks in swimming pools. I'm not sure why I think that.
'Conviction (1)'
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ita's aquatic wildlife concern, iirc, is lake whales.
Freshwater-able sharks! Of course this doesn't explain how I still am sort of scared that there can be sharks in swimming pools. I'm not sure why I think that.
Timelies all!
Took my folk to Udvar-Hazy, the Air and Space Annex. Neat stuff, even if G and I were more interested in the space/rocket stuff than my folks were.
Bob Dylan detained by police who don't recognize him and think he might have wandered away from a psychiatric hospital.
Sounds a lot better than, "he didn't look right in that neighborhood."
Of course this doesn't explain how I still am sort of scared that there can be sharks in swimming pools. I'm not sure why I think that.
You're a desert dweller? All the water bewilders you a bit?
Of course this doesn't explain how I still am sort of scared that there can be sharks in swimming pools. I'm not sure why I think that.
Honey, you still occasionally worry that there could be sharks in bathtubs.
They could be!
everyone knows that bathtub sharks are vegetarian
But yeah, the lakes around here are mud-bottomed puddles of orange water.
That's pretty much how I remember Lake Norman (North of Charlotte NC). I enjoyed it way back then as a kid, but now this is what comes to mind:
My worst swimming experience was in Virginia at a literal watering hole filled with silty squishy clay and crawfish. I could jump into the deep part, but getting out I had to walk through the grossness.
Or maybe the worst experience was being at a crowded beach when I was wee and nobody saw the little boy trying to drown me in the shallows.
Best was being pummelled by waves post-hurricane in NC. The beach had been torn away so it was a steep 45 degree grade down to the water line, and trying to actually get in the ocean was an exciting challenge, because the waves kept smashing against that beach wall. 90% of my attempts wound up with me flying back into the churning sand and rocks like supergirl.
I am heat treating ziploc bags. I am not sure I can convey how happy this makes me. I may be at the end of the weekly purchases.
I am also going through mac's school supply list. It looks like we have about half the stuff. I am heat treating what I can, bagging the rest (markers, glue).
also, laundry. 2 loads in. 2 more on deck.