Here I am, sporting my dashing life preserver. Note the crucial handle at the top, the better to pull me back up into the boat...
Just one small issue...on account of the sweltering day, I was NOT wearing my new duds all day long. And when we anchored, I took matters into my own hands and jumped off the front of the boat for a quick dip. Refreshing indeed though reactions to my spontaneous outburst were mixed.
Don't get me wrong--the boating was great fun--but I found myself wondering when these jokers were going to stop cruising the high seas and give me some relief.
We weren't chasing our tails -- we were chasing each other! We invented this captivating game and it was not only fun, but exhausting! The only negative was the obnoxious lawn-mower in the background, but the noise was short-lived.
Before the cameras started rolling, she pretended to flail around in order to see if I would take the bait. Well, of course I did! Water rescue is in my blood. Not so sure about hers though...she may have been trying to encourage me, but she was making it hard for me to swim!