Swim Lessons

I have never been fond of the idea of swimming. Ever since I was a kid I just didn't quite trust being completely enveloped by water to then emerge alive and breathing.
As you can imagine, I was teased considerably (mostly be my siblings) for never learning how to swim. When I say I don't know how to swim, let me clarify that I dont know how to swim. I can't do the doggy paddle, the floating in water thing or really being submerged at all. It just plain terrifies me. I decided it might be a good idea to conquer a fear and build upon my self-esteem a little bit. After many hours of "shopping around" I signed up for swim lessons. I know... terrifying right?
Today was my first day at 7:45 on a Saturday morning! Now that's dedication! When I first got there, I'll admit I kinda questioned what I was thinking. I was first instructed to put my face under water and blow bubbles. I was pretty pleased with myself until my instructor, Ezra, said, "Let's try to go a little longer, about 10 seconds worth." Is he crazy?! I can't even say how unnatural "breathing" under water is. ::shudder:: Once I kinda got use to that, I was surprised how quickly I was able to progress. During that 1 hour I was able to float on my stomach while blowing bubbles in the water. With the assistance of a kick board I could swim on my belly blowing bubbles once again. At the very end of the lesson I was full on swimming on my back! I swam about 5 laps on my back until the session was over.
Dude, I rock! I am so proud of myself and can hardly believe it. If anyone would have told me a year ago what I would have accomplished today in such a short session I would have laughed... LAUGHED right in thier face.
So I have additional swim lessons over the next few Saturdays and I am very excited about it... although I still hope I don't die. That would be a major bummer.

The Hardest Button to Button

Today at church I reached out to give my friend a hug, when SNAP! My button TOTALLY popped off my dress! Yup, right in the middle of church. It just took off. Beyoom! This was an important button as it connected the strap on my right shoulder. Thankfully I had a cute levi jacket on so others wouldn't know, but still. I looked, and I can't find that button either. It's MIA.
Let's go back to early 2007. It was my first day in my new ward (which is the same ward I was at today during the button debacle). I went with my adorable Kristen, who I love! Since our ward meets at an institute building, we don't have a chapel with pews. Rather a chapel with rows of chairs pulled out. We took a seat in the second row. The meeting was great, and half way through we had an intermediate hymn which we were beckoned to stand for. I went to stand up... but something held me back. Something just didn't feel right. I looked down, to see the tie on my fabulous wrap around skirt had come untied!!!! I am not kidding you! I was this close to flashing my ENTIRE new ward! Standing in the second row (with seats that don't come very high and don't leave a lot to the imagination like a pew does) would make sure everyone got a peak. I couldn't stop but think of what underwear I had put on that morning. :: whew :: If anything had been exposed, at least it was some nice Victory Secret flesh colored bikini's that aren't too scandelous.

Two many close calls for being inappropriate in a worship setting. Hopefully we've seen the last of this!