“Another Pleasant Valley Sunday…. here in Salt Lake City-lannnnnnd!”

Umm… did I say that aloud? I did? Oh.

::: jedi mind trick:::
There was NO singing

Drawing at the pool was almost a non-factor today – I was too busy talking with the inlaws and such. And, might I add… I don’t think that I fully grok some kids today. I remember doing silly/crazy/stupid things as a teenager, but I can’t recall anything that could really be considered “life-threatening.” Of course, at that age, NOTHING is considered “life-threatening.” *shrug* Anyway… Jess’ mom, dad and brother came up to our complex to swim, one of her sisters and nephew live here, also, so it was basically “Family Day” at the pool. The pool is surrounded by a fence, as is normal in most/all apartment complexes. This fence has ornamental spikes on the top and is also segmented by brick and concrete columns. Some of the teens were climbing the fence, standing on the columns and then jumping into the pool. Did I mention that the pool is only five (5) feet deep at it’s deepest point? It is. Yet, in they dove. Repeatedly. *sigh* A number of people asked them to stop – not only because of the safety/danger factor, but also because there were young children there and this was not exactly setting a good example for them. Yet, in they dove. And the blatant disregard that they exhibited towards whether or not they splashed water on anyone else (namely US)… I don’t think that they could have cared less. BRAINCRAMP In fact, that was one of the leading factors in our leaving the pool area. I think that I will mention this to someone in the leasing office tomorrow.

And how’s this for contradictory behavior: A couple of the divers were the same ones of whom I had made comments only minutes earlier about being courteous to others in the pool. One of the kids was horsing around and nearly swam into a small child. His friend told him “Watch out, there’s a kid right behind you!” And his response: “Oh! Sorry!” and then swam away from the child. In the words of Chuck Berry:“‘C’est la vie,’ said the old folks, ‘It goes to show you never can tell.'”

The rest of the day was relatively calm:

  • Picked up this week’s take at Ye Olde Comics Shoppe;
  • Jess, Angie and I went out for lunch;
  • Jess and I headed to her parents for a while… I had to work on the puters (again).
  • Our friend Heather came to the inlaws’ and gave me a full-body massage; she’s a student at the Utah College of Massage Therapy. She’s about a month away from graduating. And the massage was wonderful.
    Massage GOOOD! :::handgesture:::

  • Came back home, and Angie came over. She and Jess watched… some movie… while I read this week’s comics.
  • Watched the Sisko Show.

I should try to get into bed at a decent hour since tomorrow begins Week 3 of GymQuest, which is going pretty well. And then, I get to go to work. Yay. And I won’t try to predict what the mail volume will be like. If it’s heavy, it’s heavy. If it’s light, then that will be a bonus.

And before I forget, this is for creampopp: Check this out. I think that you’ll like it.

Sleep beckons.

Peace.