Under the Sea

Have you ever had something in your life that you simply can’t live without?  Something that any time you think of it, you can think back to the memories you’ve had with the person or experience or whatever it is, and only think of good things?  You smile just reminiscing.  You are excited the night before you get to enjoy this experience that you can’t fall asleep and in the morning, you don’t mind getting up, even if it’s the crack of dawn.  This is the way I get about a few things.  The night before I go home to where I’m originally from, I am beyond excited.  The mornings when I have to get up at 5 AM to go skiing is totally worth it.  The weeks leading up to a trip to Disney World – absolutely invigorating.  Last night, I couldn’t fall asleep even though I knew I had to get up at 6.  This morning, when my alarm went off, I only hit snooze once (an impressive feat for me!).  The second time it went off, I nearly jumped out of bed, ready to get going.  I was ten minutes early to the place I had to be.  So why was I so excited, you ask?  I WENT DIVING TODAY!  =]

I started this very blog when I first got to New Zealand with a goal of learning to scuba dive.  I never would have guessed that I would love diving as much as I do or that I would be working at a dive shop (which I do, in case you weren’t aware of that).  Of course I wanted to dive in hopes that I would enjoy it, but I didn’t think I would reach this level.  To me, diving is one of the most peaceful experiences when in the right company and environment.  You’re away from phones, music, talking, all that stuff.  Those distractions in life.  Diving lets me wander into my own thoughts as I explore the water world.  Of course, I’m aware of other divers around me, especially my buddy!  But as I said, with the right people and after enough training, the emergency procedures and all the other things become second nature to you.  You don’t have to think about making sure you have enough air or checking to see that your buddy is OK.  You do it automatically without interrupting your train of thoughts.

Today we had awesome dives.  The viz wasn’t phenomenal, but it was good enough.  It was the first time I went to the spring that we went to and I had never gone diving with my buddy before even though we had talked about going out for a while.  I also had some new gear to test out so there were a lot of new variables to take into consideration.  Our first dive went well.  I was busy trimming myself out and getting my bearings of the spring/seeing how my new dive buddy operated for the first few minutes, but then I was in my own little world with my own thoughts.  The second dive was the way I wish EVERY dive imaginable happened.  You know when everything is just perfect?  That’s how I felt on this dive.  My buoyancy was perfect, my air consumption was beautiful, the temperature was just right.   Everything just seemed to indicate that the planets were aligned and the powers that be were saying “Go you!  You’re awesome.”  It’s an exhilarating feeling.   Everything that’s been bugging me just went away.

The past few weeks I’ve been irritated.  I don’t want to say mad, because that’s just not the case, but I’ve been short, impatient, frustrated, I could go on, but it hasn’t been fun.  I missed my people, but then I’d talk to them and I’d have no patience to deal with them.  Today it all just went away.  Stress?  Maybe.  I’m not sure.  But whatever it is, after diving today, I feel great, I had an amazing weekend, and I’m ready to tackle the next week in preparation for another awesome weekend that will involve a trip to Disney with two of my best friends and a Yankees game! =]



About two years ago, I give a call to my wonderful mom, who was on a business trip in Atlanta.  She picks up the phone and there’s laughing and giggling (yes, they are two separate things) and loudness.  Foolishness!

“What is going on?!” I ask her.  I‘m perplexed.  She’s on a business trip, not vacation!  She replies that she is with her HR co-worker/friend, we’ll call her Christine, and they went to get mani-pedis.  WHAT!?  This Christine is clearly a terrible influence on my mother.  Never in her life has she agreed to spend money to let other people paint her nails.  What is going on?!  And since then, she’s been going.  Tsk, tsk.  Christine, you started this evil trend.  For about the last year, my mom has tried to get me to join her.  I see no point.  But the other day I was bored and had nothing better to do so I agree to go with her for company.  But then we get there and the Asians (please note that I do not say this as being racist, just what it is.  If you take offense to it, none is meant) con me into joining her for this ordeal.  Fine.

In case you are wondering, pedicures are not just this, I’m going to paint your toenails and call it a day.  Oh no, it’s a whole process.  They start off by filing down your nails to all be even and all that.  They soak your feet in a mini hot tub deal and make sure all the gunk underneath your toenails (come on, we all know it exists…) is gone before getting rid of your calluses.  THIS is dangerous.  It tickles like no other.  The lady doing my feet was amused.  Along with the rest of the people there.  At least I can provide entertainment.  While this is all going on, the chair you’re sitting in is giving you a massage.  Kind of nice.  Then, out of nowhere, they start beating your legs!  It’s supposed to be some kind of massage thing.  But it’s like they are beating your legs!  I have friends that would bruise!  Then there’s rocks that they start massaging your legs with.  But no one seems to think it’s important to tell you that these rocks are BOILING!  I literally jumped from the unexpected pain.  Then they massage your legs with some other kind of lotion and then they go for the whole nail painting thing.

The nail thing is basically the same but on your arms.  Very strange.  Christine, I have you to blame for this.  You have destroyed the innocence of my mom and thus passing this influence onto me.  Le gasp.  So.  For you unknowing readers out there who may or may not be considering going for one of these treatments, you’ve been warned!