Seals of a different Kind

Today was no ordinary day at work. Instead of being at the Olympic Training Center out on the field hockey pitch, I spent the day with the team at the Navy Amphibious base on Coronado getting a small glimpse of what the guys go through as they try to become a Navy SEAL. This was actually our (when I say our i really mean their second trip...I got to stand and watch instead of being abused thank goodness) second trip and workout with the SEALs. I have to hand it to the girls, they did amazing and showed so much toughness and perseverance. They got "wet & sandy" about 20 times, carried boats on their heads, ran down the beach carrying boats, ran back down the beach with 40lb rucksacks on and did countless situps and pushups. We only had a few injury casualties but nothing unmanageable. Everyone finished exhausted but with a smile on their face. (Probably because they were so excited it was over)

Hats off to the USA Women's Field Hockey team!

A Whale of a good time!

So, have I mentioned how much I love groupon? Well I do! Last month I found a 2 for 1 ticket deal for a Whale watching tour in San Diego. I jumped on the opportunity thinking it would be a great thing for Danny and I to do before things got super busy for me again at work. We had such a fun day, saw a few whales breach and even got to talk with the Padres catcher Nick Hundley! So glad we went!

Beautiful San Diego Scenery

If you strain hard enough you can see the whale blowing water out

Evolution of the Shave

Over the past 4 or so months Danny has being growing this heinous beard. It wasn’t a dare, he didn’t lose a bet, and he openly admits that he didn’t like it that much. So why did he grow it you ask? I think at first he thought it was fun, and that maybe he would gain a little more credibility in the survival world but I’m pretty sure he continued to grow it for 4 months because he knew how gross I thought it was. He likes to do things he thinks are funny just to annoy me.

For Christmas I dropped him a hint by giving him a gift card to “Urban Shave”, a barber shop, for a hot shave and a haircut. He decided not to use it on his initial shave because he wanted to have a little fun along in the process. He called it fun, I called it a little scary with him turning from a mountain/homeless man to a my great uncle Jerry, to a biker, to a convict, to an old western man, to a 1970’s baseball pitcher with some sick thing on his neck and finally back to the man I married.

He truly is a new man. A woman that we see every week in church asked him if he was new or visiting. I guess we know what to do if we ever need to hide out.

Here’s to a smooth face and not getting a mouth full of hair in a kiss!