Months ago, me and my honey went to one of these charity benefit dinners we try to go to a couple of times per year, and we bid on a few things in the silent auction. Barbie begged me to let her bid on the “Shark Dive” package from Sea World, knowing that I would be reluctant to go with her, since I’m a big wuss. She assured me “We probably won’t win, and besides, it’s for charity…”.
Yeah, well, we WON.
Anyway, yesterday was the day. I tried not to think about it (remember, I’m a wuss), and just accepted my fate. I’m glad I did. We had an amazing time. Toured through the park, Barbie rode The Kraken (again… Me=Wuss), and even saw a couple of caricaturist friends (hi, Maria!).
The Shark Dive, by the way, was WAY cool, but the time with “my girl” was WAY cooler. Thirteen and a half years, and going stronger than ever. God is good.