Whismical Unicorn Trying to Blog

Hi, my name is Alexandra. Andrew is out of creative juice and it has got to the point that he is watching the NBA (I will make sure to make note of his encouraging spurts of knowledge), I am slowly learning to diss big tall dudes plus hate on Ray Allen.

- Lebron's headband is so big because of his receding hairline
- "Ohh, get the *bad word* out!"
- Travel. Travel. Carry. Travel. (x6)

Yesterday, the weather turned upside down and shook the waves to the point where visibility was the length of a worm. But this didn't stop Andrew, nothing does. He went out to begin his sidemount journey with the coolest "techie" teacher ever, Mary. Andrew first learned about all the equipment in sidemount, and it is very trippy because it is very different from having a tank on your back. To get started, you have to adjust this tight harness to your body. This could take a little bit due to all the yanking, especially for kids like Andrew, all chunky (like Moto-Moto) and stuff. The harness is where your two tanks are clipped on to and where you have your bladder (a BCD that looks like a weird mango). On the tanks, you need to make sure that the metal rings are adjusted to your height so that when you attach the tanks to the harness, they fit nice and snuggly below your armpits and lay on your hips...

And now Andrew is brushing his teeth with his crazy, vibrating, 360 degree, blue, Oral B toothbrush, cuing bed time.

I would like to note that I cannot write or blog because there aren't enough rainbows...
And I haven't spell checked or read over these small inputs of my imagination so please don't get mad teachers (and principals) watching over this blog.

Hi mom, I miss you.
Bye mom, I love you.

Peace,
Alexandra

...Photobombing