I'm not a swimmer...never have been...but I'm so comfortable in this pool. I've developed a method of propelling myself from one end to the other, which I call the Grammie Stroke. It's a mixture of treading water and random forward moving strokes. Looks funny but it gets me where I'm going. Lloyd is nervous when I get in over my head - the water is 9 ft. deep at the deepest part - but I think I have him convinced that I can stay afloat...as you can see here.
This is the major part of the grammie stroke. Do not, under any circumstances, put your face in the water. It's an up and down stroke and I like it.
There...see...I can make it to the end.
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...and you guys were going to get a house WITHOUT a pool! tsk..tsk..good thing you have a smart daughter.
Looks a little like the way I swim, anyway that will keep me up and not let my face go under water!
Coincidence that you should also know people on that flight. We saw the window on the plane and it was completely shattered but with many layers it didn't open! Scary for them I'm sure!!
I thought I was going to be reading that your mom had a stroke by the title. I'm sure glad I was wrong..and in the future just make sure I never have to read bad family news on your blog.
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