Jon

I didn't write about the one dive that ironheadjane and I took last Sunday, at Redondo. Twenty-five minutes or so underwater, and I really felt that I'm getting back in the groove regarding buoyancy control and general underwater comfort. So tomorrow's not a bad time to start pushing my boundaries: it's the first dive of our Advanced class, a night dive at Redondo.

Unlike my previous night dive in Bonaire, I'll have a really decent light, and I've dived the site before. That should help, a lot. My previous night dive was a bit confusing, and a little stressful, but very exciting: everything underwater looks different at night. I can hardly stand to wait another twenty-four hours.

I also didn't write about Easter dinner: neutrinoj and zetreehugger came over for lamb (which I braised in red wine using the crock pot while Laura and I dove), gravy, and roast veggies (which zetreehugger made). We played a round of some card/word game whose name I forget, which was entertaining. It was nice and low-key, and tasty, too. Monday I took much of the lamb leftovers and made lamb jalfreze again, which was yummy.

It's been a crappy week for food since then, for the most part: I've been training on the Eastside for work (ITIL v3 Foundation certification), which has meant junk food at lunch (burritos, McDonald's, pizza) and exhaustion at dinner (plus a non-dive Scuba class last night too). Right now, though, I've got ham in the oven, greens on the stove, and I'm prepping for ham-and-bean soup for tomorrow night before diving.

Tonight I'll have to put my dive bag together, so that we can eat, grab bags, and go tomorrow. I can't wait.

Finally, today would have been Michael Jackson's 66th birthday. Raise a glass to the Beer Hunter, if you don't mind, in honor of his memory.