Yesterday, Dave said he would throw me in a swamp today. Roberta (his lovely wife) and I both thought he meant the pretty, mossy swamps like we see by dips in the road around here. I knew it would be gross to stand or lie in, but I was ready.
It wasn't what I expected. As we hiked to find a location, I lost one of my new sandals in the glue-like muck. Dave even stuck his hand way in there and couldn't find it. It's ok, I only paid $3 for them, and luckily he had brought some water shoes just in case I wanted them.
So he found what he wanted. A cave made from rotting tree roots, moss, and other disgusting things. Clouds of mosquitoes inside. He wanted me in there. I shook a little, said I would only do it because I love him (not that way, Danny
), took a few deep breaths and plunged in. "Luckily" the water was almost up to my knees, so I was able to keep on the shoes.I do rather like one of the poses, so I guess it was worth it. But... *shudder*
I may have nightmares. But afterwords I took a nice outdoor shower on the porch. Very refreshing! I just hope the photographer who's hiring me tonight isn't too angry about all the bug bites.
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