My Special Friend is clearly losing it.
Or, maybe I am.
Approaching the end of the lane where she was bobbing up and down with her ever present head wrap on (the hair under there must either be incredibly pristine or missing) I heard her humming quietly to herself.
I’m sure it was some sort of church hymn but what I heard was the song Bugs Bunny sang when he dressed up as Red Riding Hood. “Rabbit in red, la dee dee dee da da, da rabbit in red…”
My chlorine addled brain was playing tricks on me.
I keep thinking that too much chlorine may, in fact, ruin my life.
(could be the ice cream though…)
You’ll see me 20 years from now on the Phil Donahue Jr. Jr. Jr. Show with four grey teeth and a filthy hat, spitting while I talk.
“That chlorine ruined my life!!!!!”
When I next approached lanes end SF had burst into song, holding her foam water weights high above her head while belting out her catchy tune in some yet unknown language.
Unfortunately , in cahoots with my previously “losing my mind” argument, I was beginning to understand her. (Oh ice cream, why hast thou forsaken me?!)
I quietly submerged and vowed to cut down on my favorite sugary dairy snack while still secretly hoping it was really the chlorine…