Wednesday, August 08, 2012
It's not what you think. I went to a water park today. My grandson, Donovan, wanted to go on the Tahiti Twister. He did not have anyone to go on it with him. He is 5 and can only go on it if he is accompanied by an adult. Well, I am going to turn 58 next week and I had tried the slide when I was younger. I weighed quite a bit more the last time and had a hard time getting out of the tube at the bottom. Well I, being a great person, climbed up the 5 flights of stairs, sat my butt down in the tube and entered the dark, dark tunnel. After going down this tunnel of terror, I was able to get myself up and out of the tube. Yeah, me. I did not go for seconds as the line was 45 minutes long. All in all a good day.