I always say this. I usually mean it. It just seems that every time I go on a date some catastrophe happens. I decided to go on a date this last weekend and just like clock work, something happened. We went to Utah Lake to have a nice time in a peddle boat. I went with a boy from high school, Jimmy Neville and two other kids from high school- Samuel Josie and Nicole Greaves. Nicole and I peddled the boat out to the buoys and then the boys decided they wanted a turn. That's when things started getting bad. The waves started getting more intense and the little peddle boat couldn't take it. It started taking in water fast. So we got it to the closest shore and were able to lift it up out of the water and onto dry land and dump the water out. We took it to the other side where it looked less calm.
We got about 20 feet away from the shore when we realized the thing underneath that makes it possible to go anywhere was broken (or having problems) due to the fact that it had been mangled in our attempt to get it to shore. Nevertheless, we tried to peddle. We even switched back to having the girls peddle the boat because we were better. But this time, tragedy struck. The boat started sinking. All four of us weren't going to make it out not soaking wet. I was the only one who said we needed to do something so I jumped out and tried to push/pull/paddle the boat to the closest shore. Sam got out and tried helping. We tried in earnest for about a good 40 minutes to an hour. Finally, helped arrived in the form of two separate strangers. One group took the boat, Jimmy and Nicole and towed them to the shore. The second group of people told me and Sam to swim to their boat and they'd take us to shore. I was dead tired.
On the car ride home, the boys asked if we wanted to go to dinner and a movie. I opted out. I was in soaking wet clothes that were wet from Utah Lake water. Gross. I was still cold for hours after I got home. Brrr. I know that one day I'll be able to look back at these dates (memories) and laugh, but for now I'm thinking, ugh. I should probably just stick to dinner and a movie type of dates where nothing can go wrong.
And if you know me, you know I always bring my camera everywhere. Even on disaster dates. So my lovelies, enjoy.