The neighbors across the way are wacky Canadiens, eh? They convinced my cousin that they needed to get 'oot' into the water on New Years. They weren't gonna convince me. There is little or no convincing apart from monetary gain that a Canadien could put on me to jump in, or wade out into the frigid water.
I do a lot of stupid things, but there is usually a reason. I do not do stupid things just to be tough. So, when they waded out into the water at 10.30 this morning, I volunteered to babysit the 2 year old. With no shame. At all. Everyone clambered out of the water with teeth chattering. I felt a mild chill. Pfft.
Anyway, the wacky Canadiens (who are awesome peeps BTW) came by afterward to warm by the fire, drink Irish coffee, and tell snow anecdotes. Little Preston started running his mouth about jumping off the dock into the drink. He went farther out than his older brother the first time around, so he felt strong. So he came out with life jacket, goggles, and his ever present gap in his front teeth.
|Not really him. Whatever|
Let me tell ya. It was cold. Not cold enough to be completely idiotic, but cold enough to be a silly thing to do. And after I got out with no towels or anything and just trudged back to the house, it dawned on me that Preston probably didn't realize I was backing him up. That I did what I really didn't want to do so he wouldn't be alone. I do stupid things all the time. But rarely for no reason.