My guy followed thru with it and did it.
You see….surfing was the one thing Mason kept talking about before we headed here…
then for some reason….we got here….and he changed his mind.
I think the waves looked a lot bigger in person then they did on the tele…
and for sure they were bigger than florida.
Bryan left last Sunday…and didn’t even get to see his son surf.
Monday rolled around…and i called up the local surf shop and booked a lesson…
thinking the whole time that mason would back out at the last minute.
He didn’t though….
and when we showed up at his lesson on wednesday…brave mason and a newlywed
couple that were also taking lessons…paddled out into the surf…
only to be attacked by jellyfish.
Mason did not shed one tear….and if i knew i only had to pee on his sting to take away
the pain…i would have….but i was told after the fact….that peeing does the trick.
Now i know…..when stung…pull down your pants and pee on it.
After the “incident”…i really thought there was NO way mason would
climb back on a board for another lesson.
I was wrong.
We headed out this morning.


….and he is heading out again tomorrow morning.
Mason….the surfing boy who survived the attack of the jellyfish.
I will make sure to have a full bladder tomorrow….just in case.
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P.s. In case you are wondering who cute surf instructor is in first photo…his name is Mason also.
Pss. I have his cell in case any of you are single.
Pps. The Big Mason was getting really confused when i yelled out to my Mason…
DO.YOU.WANT.ME.RIGHT.NOW?
Ppss. That was really awkward…..just so you know.
















































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