Escape Con 1, the quest for blue water...

I have only been back from vacation for 26 days and I am already plotting my next escape from the Big not so Easy. New Orleans really isn't a bad city. I just don't understand how I missed it so much. Example one: It's May and the temperature is 90+ degrees with 500% humidity. I stepped out of a cold shower and promptly started sweating again. My god, I have died and gone to hell where the demons have southern accents.
I miss the ocean especially the blue part. I see the Mighty Mississippi everyday, but it is brown. The only deep thoughts that river inspires are the ones that involve rope and the people that are making me angry. I'm sure your momma's told you all about the swift current of the Mississippi. A friend of mine suggested a murky, dark, gator infested bayou for my daydreaming, but the mosquitoes that inhabit the marsh will fly away with one of your limbs if aren't careful. Those cute over-priced pants I got the other day just wouldn't be as cute if I were missing a leg. Lake Pontchatrain is alright, but it's brown too. Driving over the twin span it looks bluish, but get in a boat and the brown reveals itself. Key West spoiled me, the only brown water there were the puddles on Duval street. On second thought I'm not even sure those puddles were water.....ewwww! Anyway~

~~~~Need Ocean~~~

On a serious note, I could spend hours looking at the ocean. Some of my shipmates are still serving out their sentences onboard the ship. They would tell me I'm crazy, but I miss being out to sea. No matter how homesick or frustrated I got with darn boat I never got tired of the ocean. Us crazy people have weird obsessions. Shopping, blue water, chocolate, escaping New Orleans. Can you be a lot crazy??

I guess I will have spend a lot of time at the pool. That won't be hard. I'm coaching a swim team. It is a volunteer position. I have 50+ kids, ages 5-17, for two hours a day, five days a week. Yes, my name is Charissa and I enjoy torture. Actually, I have a lot of fun. The pool water is blue. My kids are great. They try hard and they have a lot of heart; that's all I can ask. We have our first meet on Wednesday. I'm excited and slightly nervous. We are up against a bigger and more experienced team. The pool is not a soothing as the ocean. I do not have worry about some weird thing touching me in the pool. I guess everything has it's advantages. Speaking of which I must get over to the non-brown pool for swim practice.

Ya'll Take Care,

Charissa