tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18821780.post2229539797067328..comments2023-11-02T08:42:46.134-04:00Comments on Gina Blogs All About It : The Midwestern Girl and The SeaGinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17955312025336768261noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18821780.post-61274523218512506812011-08-11T22:18:59.664-04:002011-08-11T22:18:59.664-04:00I had heard the term before, but I didn't know...I had heard the term before, but I didn't know much about rip currents until just a couple months ago, when Edmund's sister-in-law told me about being caught in a rip current at the Outer Banks. She's lived on the coast nearly all her life, so she knew exactly what to do, but she also had her 8-year-old son with her, so she was doing this combo of quietly panicking on his behalf and saying, "Keep kicking to your left, sweetie!" as cheerfully as possible.<br /><br />Thank you for your post. The ocean is big and scary to this born-in-Illinois-bred-in-Ohio girl, and it's good to know that buff lifeguards are there to save our lily-white asses.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16487480514651002878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18821780.post-57468270917568764842011-08-10T22:13:20.145-04:002011-08-10T22:13:20.145-04:00Good god, Gina. How did you avoid getting mauled b...Good god, Gina. How did you avoid getting mauled by a bear when you lived in Virginia? (Or at least chased by a bear and narrowly avoiding a mauling.) Glad you're OK. Where else would I get my vicarious death-defying thrills? (Andy's smoking doesn't count.)--S.Susan Lovingnoreply@blogger.com