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11:58 AM
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I want to be under the sea....in an octopus's garden....
in the shade.....
my birthday came and went..... pretty much unnoticed by me for probably the first time.....
and unnoticed by others as well.....
I came home from work and found bf was home already....... I walked into the kitchen and saw a white gift bag on the counter..... bf came into the kitchen and I said "For me???"
"yeah.... well, it's for both of us."
hm?
I opened it to see that it was a gift from his coworkers for the wedding - some gift cards, a martini recipe book & olives.....
"oh... cool.... I thought it was for me because, well, you know....."
blank look on bf's face......
"you know...... what's today?"
blank look......
to make a short story very long, he basically forgot my birthday completely this year......
whatever......
I guess we've go a lot going on...... or something......
he got me a card and a present the next day..... (a gift card to a shoe store)
and while a present is totally unnecessary (in light of money we've been spending on other things lately), a card would've been nice..... or a cookie or something, or cooking a meal, or something other than forgetting completely.....
meh.....anyways........
in other news, I have spent this past weekend submerged underwater wearing a 40 pound tank on my back....... we've spent the weekend taking scuba lessons......
the plan is to take the first part of the classes here at home and finish the course when we're on our honeymoon.....
so far so good :)
I was kind of freaked out about the whole thing because while I've always wanted to scuba dive, it's one of those things that you think you'd like to do one day and never get around to...... well, that's how I am anyways....... I'll watch an underwater nature show and decide I want to scuba dive but never find time, money, etc.
well, it's best to do these things like ripping off a bandaid - we decided to do it, I called and signed us up for classes (they got us in this weekend - alone - because next weekend's class was overbooked already), we bought our fins, masks, snorkels and boots read the textbook (250 pages) in 3 days and off we went......
you have to take written tests and a final exam and do 5 pool dives..... in my excitement I totally forgot my nephew's christening was this past Sunday...... since we were the only ones in the class we were able to start at 7am on Sunday and still make it to the christening party at 3pm (this involved changing in the car on the way over showing up smelling like chlorine).
The thought of scuba diving, as I mentioned earlier, freaked the fuck out of me...... Saturday morning I awoke with a knot in my stomache deciding that I don't want to go....... after reading the book and watching the video I found out about the stuff we'd have to do - taking off your mask underwater and putting it back on, clearing the water out of your mask underwater, breathing from your buddy's alternate regulator, finding your regulator if it's knocked out of your mouth, hovering at the bottom of the pool, breathing from an out of control regulator "sipping" the air bubbles, taking off your gear and replacing it underwater, etc. etc.
On top of all of that, I had gotten sick on Thursday and I was fighting a cold....... not fun......
I usually take the minimum medication recommended and at the last possible moment, but this time I was taking my prescription allergy meds (that I started on again recently) and I also took full strength tylenol severe cold and sinus every 6 hours (like it says on the box).....
once we got there, we went right in the pool with our wetsuits, weight belts, mask, snorkel, fins and tanks.....
we went through, test by test, and while some of them freaked me out, I just pressed on and followed instructions and it turns out, it's really fun....... it was the coolest thing, sitting at the bottom of a 10 foot pool, just hanging out......
it wasn't hard to breathe at all.... water did not flood my nose and even when I did swallow some water, you can actually cough down there.....
when we left, after passing all of our tests, I couldn't wait to get out on vacation and pass the next tests......
but as time goes by, my confidence wanes and I'm starting to worry again..... the pressure will be far greater out there...... being under 50-60 feet of water is really frightening...... there are animals and even freakin' sharks out there......
but the next dives we do will be with an instructor who will be testing all of the stuff we've learned in the pool...... if I don't like it out there, or if I have trouble with my sinuses, or if I get too freaked out by the distance of the surface - I'll just quit right there...... (if I don't drown first.... or get eaten by a shark... or stabbed by a stingray... or kidnapped by a sea turtle... the possibilities are endless).
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Whilst not wanting to dismiss the faux pas totally out of hand I guess the wedding is looming large and you must both be up to your eyes in it by now? I guess a gorgeous new pair of shoes will take the sting out of the blunder hey mate!
You are very brave with the old scuba thing...I would be far too terrified to even contemplate such an endevour! Well maybe I might be brave enough to try it in a pool...but the ocean?...no way!...I have seen JAWS far too many times!...der ner....der ner...der ner...der ner der ner der ner!
Where are you going on your honeymoon darling...not Amnity Island I hope!!
Love Alma xxx