Saturday, June 27, 2009

The Best Day


Oh how I needed this weekend.

Yeah yeah, I know. It's not that my life is oh-so-hard, but sometimes, it's just nice to pretend that nothing else matters except a bikini, a pool, and a good friendship.

The weekend started yesterday, with the comedy show of my fellow Sandbagger, Colin. He is part of the Second City, and wrote and starred in his own sketch comedy show, The Tough Guy Show. It was really fun to get out of the house and have a good laugh. And hey - it you are in the Chicago area on July 17, they are having another show - check it out!

Fast forward to this morning - I stopped to pick up my packet for the Race Against Hate race tomorrow and - AAAAAANNNDDDDDDD - the race packet was a GROCERY TOTE.

People, I can't even make this stuff up.

My love for these has been made abundantly clear.

And inside?

(behold my heart)

A tech tee-shirt, water bottle, Zone bar and POPCORN.

Yes. Popcorn.

You might not think the day could get better - but hold on to your panties - it can.

And it does.

I took myself to the setting of my new membership - Centennial Family Aquatics Center - or better known to me as "My New 50-Meter obsession."

Hells.Yeah.

I splurged on a totally random summer pool pass to gain access to my first ever 50-meter pool.

And let me tell you - swimming in a 50-meter pool is nothing short of glorious.

I didn't even care about the dead bugs and bandaids on the bottom of the pool.

And I barely gave a second thought to the strange (read: not mine) piece of hair that got caught in my mouth around the 750 mark.

And it didn't phase me when the 73-year-old bearded man in flippers passed me.

I was just in mermaid heaven - me and my 50-meters.

Sigh. My love for the 50-meter knows no bounds now.

But just like every good affair, the swim ended, and who enters the pool but Sandbagger Colin's wife - Anne Marie, or better known as my longest and bestest friend. And after lounging like lizards in the sun for a few hours, we high tailed it over to her country club for lunch and more sun.

And let me tell you this:

I felt like I was 16 again.

Not a care in the world, no one to answer to, and nothing but good conversation, my new polka dot bikini, an afternoon of snarkiness, and just a really, REALLY good time.

The only thing missing was a hidden pack of smokes, my parent's car, and a 10pm curfew.

I feel just a little bit lighter, definately more sunburned, but much more calm then I have felt in weeks.

Ah, today.

Today was a good day.

14 comments:

J-Wim said...

You crack me up. 50m pools rock- we have an outdoor one here....I cry when it rains and I can't use it.

Vertical Man said...

Funny how those few extra meters totally turn things around!

Tyger Lily said...

It wasn't a good day.....

It was an AWESOME day! Love these days!

I'm also with you on the 50m pools!

Mommymeepa said...

ok, the band aids, bugs, and hair grossed me out, especially the hair. LOL Sounds like it was an incredible day. I'm sooo jealous. Glad you were able to just chillax with a great pool and best bud. You deserve it.

Ellen said...

Those were the days...mixed tapes, smokey treats,wondering how we were gonna get beer and who we would be making out with that night. Glorious I tell you, just glorious.

Carolina John said...

that's an awesome story! it does sound like a good day. i want to make tons of bad jokes, but i just can't bring myself to do it.

T. said...

I totally used to lifeguard in college at a city pool JUST like the one you described. Except there were parts of kid's weaves floating around and a greasy film lining the tile at the side of the pool from the afro shine gel. Oh yeah and for the handful of change on admission most parents used it as daycare for their infants. Nice...your professional expertise could have been used wisely there.

Ahh sweet memories (I actually brought home my current cat from same pool as one kid thought it was a brilliant idea to have a "pool kitten"....mine had just died so I took this one home).

Crocs and jeans? ugh...
and don't even pretend you didn't have anything to do with the fart clouds.

Brent Buckner said...

Ooooo... 50 metres....
*sigh*

prin said...

YEY!

And yey for your hilariousness. Although, that hair thing probably would have killed me. Hardcore.

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21stCenturyMom said...

I'm so glad you had a 'best' day - you were due one.

I would probably pee my pants with joy if I got a swag bag like that. So perfect!

The 50 meter thing is funny. I like what we call 'long course' because it means fewer flip turns but there is something crazy scary about a pool being that long. Most of the time my pool is set up the other way - long course season is sort of short, but good.

Captain Cactus said...

You so need to come visit during the summer. We'll take you to Kits pool and all of it's 137.5 m glory! Why the weird distance? Because it was built as 150 yards back in the dark ages when people still used Imperial measurements ... oh wait, some of you folks still do!

rUntoNamAste said...

Yay, your silver lining!

Anne-Marie said...

It was the best day ever!!! Just like old times. Let's do it again next weekend!

Love you!
Anne-Marie