Monday, May 15, 2006

I survived... barely.

Saturday: 150 teenagers in an amusement park. For NINE HOURS.

Actually, the kids were all really good. It was just the NINE HOURS that wore me out. That, and watching multiple sets of kids riding a skycoaster with a drop of 180 feet (85 meters?). I kept screaming with them... and I was just watching from the ground.

A few of them asked me if I was going to try. Ummm, let me see. How about, NO! How about Hell no! or as Whitney, my favorite crazy, says, "HELL TO THE NO!"

When did I get so old?!??? Sorry, I can't answer that. I have to go to bed now. Night-night.

10 comments:

Master Peebody said...

Don't worry i'd be on the ground screaming with you. Rollercoasters of any kind don't agree with my stomach. :(

Red said...

Um, I don't think being tired at the end of a day like that makes you old. I think it makes you freakin' SUPERWOMAN.

nabbalicious said...

Honest to God. I need a nap after reading about your day! You're a rock star!

Margus said...

Out of 150 teenagers I'd bet one had a bag of W - after that I'd bet you could have rode the skycoaster.

Ludicrousity said...

YOu always make me smile!
Sounds like a looooooooong day!!!

goldennib said...

If not riding a rollercoaster makes you old, I was old when I was 10.

Watching 150 kids makes you a goddess.

wire said...

150 kids for nine hours? that's the equivalent to watching 1350 kids for 1 hour or 81000 kids for just one minute! (thanks Mr Calculator) Scary.

tammara said...

Um, what everyone else said.

Hell to the No. I'm gonna have to steal that...

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