'Twas the Night Before... ..The Biggest South Swell of the YEAR, probably. I know you don't care, but I am sitting here already nervous. The News talked about how big it was, washing over roads, and over a hundred rescues by lifeguards. They even closed down Big Beach today
Tomorrow hubs is gonna wake up and dawn patrol and I will get the twins ready and meet him at my fave spot at a decent hour. I pray it won't be so big that I chicken out. I WANT this so bad it's all I can think about! Not just the good, but the what-ifs. Do men think like this when they are daddies? Because being a mom, I'm always thinking, "if I die out there, will the kids be okay without me?" (even if the waves are small this crosses my mind) And I'm thinking the various ways I will meet my demise. Here is my countdown...
Tomorrow, I have a higher percent chance of dying because:
5) It's raining now, which means murky water tomorrow (murky=sharks)
4) IT'S HUGE
3) I'm out of shape
2) I'm gonna go anyway!
and most of all, the number one reason why my chances of dying are higher tomorrow:
1) Because I am getting over my period which means I will either: a) go without a tampon and bleed a little, calling all the sharks to come eat me or b) wear the stupid plug and get TSS and die!

aiyeeeeeeeeee!  ¶ 10:22 PM