Bubbles

I've overheard Poison Ivy for the past 3 days now tell her story to anyone who would listen (or was within 2 feet of her even if they were trying to ignore her) about how she got poison ivy walking out to her mailbox. Yesterday she showed me the bubbles from her poison ivy and told me her story as well. UGH. These are BAD bubbles. Being the sympathetic type, I told her she was infectious and shouldn't even be at the Y. Today I changed lockers - different row. She's wacko.

Changing lockers was weird and wonderful. Three times I went to my old locker and someone else's stuff was in there and I had to take a moment to remember where I'd put my stuff, what day it was, where I was, and wonder do I have to go to work now. Change is good because I got to be nice to a new member in Row Two, I did my good deed! - so now I'm off the hook for a week, back to being S.L.B. Hah! Time to do a blog!!!

Most bubbles are GOOD BUBBLES. I love throwing balloons in the pool when someone has a birthday. And I like bouncing up and down on the stability balls. I like that when I swim I breathe bubbles. And I like little bubbles in my booze. One of my favorites is prosecco, and Strawberry had lots to share at Sharin's engagement party on Wednesday night. What a great time! Everyone was in high spirits, especially me after several glasss of prosecco. Sharin' and her fiance were glowing. They could have floated away in a bubble of love like the one the Good Witch of the North travelled around inside of in The Wizard of Oz. This has been a wonderful change in her life and I hope they get old and fat and happy together. NOTE: If anyone busts Sharin's bubble me and the Cheater are going to take them down.

Bad bubbles are too many little bubbles in too many glasses of prosecco. These are definitely BAD BUBBLES.

We had three lifeguards on Wednesday - the experience was positively effervescent. For 10 years they have only ever had two sleepy lifeguards on duty between 5:00 a.m. and 8:00 a.m. It's a long shift and the place is busier than ever - definitely time for a change. The swimmers were happy because we got to spread out, relax, and get into the zone without being forced to move because a lifeguard needs to pee and thus close down lanes. The lifeguards were friendlier because they could go pee (or sleep in the office, or the locker room, or anywhere they can't be found for that matter). I filled out a Suggestion suggesting that they should ALWAYS have three lifeguards on, and put it in the Box, knowing full well that no one will ever read it.

I had a rotten start to my week and the good vibes from the party made me feel better than I have in a long time - thank you, everyone, for getting my head out of that bubble. Kindness is contagious. Poison ivy is also contagious. Poison Ivy wasn't there today. I wonder if she will wait until we have snow to return to the Y, when it might also be safe to finally pick up her mail. That'll be about when they read my Suggestion.