May has arrived (and almost departed) and things have been nuts. Bryan finally finished school, the weather has been insane, school is over as of TOMORROW at 11:15, and we are all T I R E D ! Last weekend was super insanely hot, so we decided to put out the new blow up pool (classy eh?) for Lucy. We got a sweet deal on it at my beloved TARGET, and it is rather large (much bigger than that hard plastic piece we had last summer)
So as I was saying, we thought we'd put it out for Lu on Sunday when it was about 92 degrees (please stop and imagine AUGUST!). I suppose I thought I was Superwoman and began trying to blow it up. Bryan told me I was insane (scroll down for pictures and you're sure to agree) and went to buy a pump. The pump absolutely TERRIFIED poor Lucy, and didn't actually do the trick. This thing was seriously large. We borrowed a pump from our neighbors (not sure why they have the heavy duty blow up a blimp pump, but thank goodness they did because we would still be blowing up that stupid pool!) and it finally did the trick. The only problem now was that the water from the hose was FREEZING and our kid was going nuts wanting to get in. She was sunsreened up, had on her floaties, sunglasses, hat, and swimsuit. She was ready to go, but we were not! Clearly, this was poor planning on our part, but hey, we're first time parents!
After about 900 trips inside with our spaghetti pot filled with hot water, we had the pool temp at a bearable 75ish. Lucy jumped right in like it was nothing. I almost died of hypothermia. Bryan joined us too, and as we sat there watching our little water baby, we realized two things: 1. Another 4 adults could have joined us in the pool-comfortably, and 2. Where the heck were we going to store this thing? It is literally the size of my car. Ooops. Guess we didn't think that through when we were giving each other a high-five in Target aisle exclaiming what a great deal this pool was.
Lu swam happily for about an hour. Storm clouds started rolling in, so we had to get her out. She didn't really protest, which was nice. If you remember, she threw full-out fits when we made her come in from the snow this winter. Anyway, bad weather was moving in, and we had NO PLAN for the pool. We tried to prop it up against the house, turn it upside down and put a hose on top, out in the dead spot with a tarp, but nothing seemed to work. Finally, we decided right-side up with a large sprinkler on the bottom would have to work (as flashes of lightning were striking nearby trees). So after it stormed a bit, I looked out back and the dang pool was flying into our neighbors yard. OOPS again! Bryan risked life and limb to retrieve the stupid thing and took it to the garage. Except it didn't fit. Well, it fit, but it was on top of my car.
Leaving for work yesterday involved me madly wresting a GINORMOUS pool and saying not so nice words the whole time. After a good 10 minutes (and getting sweaty BEFORE work) I got the stupid thing propped up against the back wall between two large airplanes my husband insists on keeping hung from the ceiling. However, he was not happy with that arrangement. So this is what we have come up with.
Oh God. We are the Clampetts. Help me now.
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