Yeah ... well ... I'm at it again. Dragging, that is. My sister-in-law and I took our collective Punks to a water park today and I don't know about her, but I'm ready to crash. And maybe even burn.
I couldn't have done it without her because my Evil Knievel wannabe really wanted to try the big slides. Punkette stayed with her aunt and cousin while the boy and I conquered Thunder Falls ...
... and Liquid Lightning.
I love water slides. Okay, wait ... I love the water slides I remember from my youth. They were big slides with water ... not giant, huge, how-many-steps-do-I-have-to-climb, twisting, spinning whirlpools of doom and destruction!
But I love my Punk and now I have to thank him. The first one still makes me shudder when I think about it, but that second funnel contraption was an absolute BLAST and I never would have tried it on my own.
It's amazing what I'm willing to do just to put a smile on their faces.
I think I'll draw tomorrow. Sigh.
No wonder you're draggin'!! OMG! I'm afraid of heights and speed, so I don't know as I ever could have gone down any water slide--let alone these wild looking contraptions--hehe! Sounds like an awesome time, tho! :):)
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