Splash
This Saturday we went up to Lapeer for echolex's mom's birthday. We were going to have dinner at a charity luau/pig roast for her landlord's daughter (who had a lung transplant). Since the luau was across the lake from her, she was going to ferry us over on her new jet ski.
I was hesitant to agree but decided trying something new would be good for me. Neither Jenny or I brought our bathing suits, but we were assured that as long as we stowed our shoes and hiked up our pants we'd be fine. So Jenny's mom gets on the jet ski and pulls it up to the dock, Jenny gets on, and then I get on.
As soon as I get on, the jet ski immediately flips over.
I don't know if it the two of them not counter-balancing properly, or me not balancing properly (probably) but as soon as I sat down we rotated and were in the water. It was only hip deep so only my jeans were soaked; I managed to keep my life vest dry.
Jenny decides she's already wet and decides to go out on the lake for a spin. I quickly move my cell phone, wallet and keys from my soaking pockets to my dry shirt pocket, and head inside to throw my jeans in the dryer. So I get to sit around Jenny's parent's house in my boxer shorts for half an hour while Jenny got changed into her mom's clothes and my jeans tumbled around in the dryer. Not embarrassing at all.
When Jenny got changed I insisted on wearing my still-rather-damp jeans because I didn't want to hold up the party and we drove over on dry land like normal people. By the end of the night my jeans were pretty much dry, but I'm not going to be getting on any water craft for a while unless I'm prepared to go for a swim.
I was hesitant to agree but decided trying something new would be good for me. Neither Jenny or I brought our bathing suits, but we were assured that as long as we stowed our shoes and hiked up our pants we'd be fine. So Jenny's mom gets on the jet ski and pulls it up to the dock, Jenny gets on, and then I get on.
As soon as I get on, the jet ski immediately flips over.
I don't know if it the two of them not counter-balancing properly, or me not balancing properly (probably) but as soon as I sat down we rotated and were in the water. It was only hip deep so only my jeans were soaked; I managed to keep my life vest dry.
Jenny decides she's already wet and decides to go out on the lake for a spin. I quickly move my cell phone, wallet and keys from my soaking pockets to my dry shirt pocket, and head inside to throw my jeans in the dryer. So I get to sit around Jenny's parent's house in my boxer shorts for half an hour while Jenny got changed into her mom's clothes and my jeans tumbled around in the dryer. Not embarrassing at all.
When Jenny got changed I insisted on wearing my still-rather-damp jeans because I didn't want to hold up the party and we drove over on dry land like normal people. By the end of the night my jeans were pretty much dry, but I'm not going to be getting on any water craft for a while unless I'm prepared to go for a swim.