Thursday, October 6, 2011

It Ain't Easy Being Green

I am NOT a fan of frogs or turtles. My nephew keeps saying he wants a turtle. I'm scared. My reasons are as follows:

Frogs: are slimy. Many years ago when I was in grade school my older sister ( who was in high school) came home with a "present" for me. It was wrapped in a paper towel. I was standing in my parent's bedroom ( no carpet.. hardwood floor). She gave it to me all proud that she had a gift. I hesitated ( because it was wrapped in a paper towel). She told me to open it. I did. I had no idea what it was . She told me to smell it. I picked it up and slowly attempted to smell it at which point I knew something wasn't right. Then she tells me they dissected a frog at school and it was one of it's legs. I screamed at the top of my lungs , dropped it, turned green and started to run. I had on socks and slid all over the floor. I ran, still screaming into my bedroom, slammed the door and screamed some more. She was standing outside the door laughing her ass off . I knew that thing was still with her so I didn't open the door for many hours. I don't remember but I hope she got in trouble. She still thinks it's funny.

Turtles: I was babysitting my cousins one day. I was probably not much older than from the story above. My cousin found a turtle in the back yard and ran over to show me. I backed up a little because I wasn't sure what he had and didn't want to touch it. Naturally, he took that as an opportunity to freak me out. He must have chased me around the outside of the house 10 times laughing his little head off before I finally got inside. I wouldn't let him come in until I knew that the turtle was left outside.

These traumatic experiences have created a strong dislike for these creatures. If a turtle enters this house, I am going to have to set some rules or get a restraining order that forbids the turtle to come within 50 feet of me.


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Sunday, October 2, 2011

It's a bumpy ride.....

When I was younger, I loved amusement park rides. I couldn't wait to get on the ride and as soon as I got off I wanted to get on again. Especially roller coasters. No ride was off limits. As I started to get a little older the only thing that scared me was the ferris wheel. I stopped riding them. They rock all over the place and there really isn't much keeping you inside. Lately, you hear about a lot of accidents and a lot tend to involve ferris wheels. Never again will I get on one. My palms are getting sweaty just thinking about it.

All other rides were still fine and I enjoyed going on them. There was a period of several years that I wasn't on any rides. Simply because most 30ish year olds don't call each other and say hey let's go to Great Adventure. Then the kids started arriving. As they started to get a little older , they could go on rides. The rides were the little trains, cars and animal shaped rides that went about 1 mph. It was fun to watch them on there so happy and I looked forward to the day when they reached the "line" and could go on big people rides.

Then it happened. A few years ago my family went to Disney World. I had two objectives. First was to get on as many rides as I could because I hadn't done it in years and second was to eat Mickey Bars ( I never ate them).

So we are in Disney with three kids. I have been there many times but not in the previous 4-5 years and never with the kids ( not my kids , my nephews and niece). They are old and tall enough for the "medium" rides but not tall enough for most of the bigger rides. A little disappointed but at least I get on some rides. The adults would also get a chance to get on some big rides as well.

So we get in line for Thunder Mountain. Ya know, just a regular coaster but nothing crazy. So we are all in the car and I start freaking out ( internally of course). Are the kids strapped in ok?? I am worried that they are going to fall out. The whole ride I have my arm wrapped across my niece because my arm will act as steel and keep her in place on a coaster going many mph should there be a malfunction. I hated every second of that ride. Then we got on it again. The second time was worse because now we have doubled out chances of death. This went on for a week on every ride.

The adults went to Aerosmith's Rockin Roller Coaster. I was scared to death. Normally when you are waiting in line, you are anxious to get there. The line couldn't have been long enough. Of course I am not going to say anything because then I look crazy. But I think I peed a little. Most people scream on rides because they are having fun and excited. I was screaming because I was experiencing my last moments on earth over and over again. I continued to go on them in hopes that I was just not used to doing it for awhile and that just one time I would get on a ride and not be scared. I just didn't know that that ride would be It's a Small World. I conquered that bitch without a problem.

Weird thing it that when I got off the rides, I was ok. I wasn't so terrified about getting on another one until the next one came along.

Last weekend, I was in Ocean City for the MS City to Shore ride. I did the ride on Saturday ( with my sister and brother in law and the other members of our team). On Sunday, the boys went to the ocean and we took my niece to the boards because she wanted to go on some rides. Didn't really think twice about it because I has no idea that I would be the one volunteered to go on them with her.

I handled it amazingly. First we went on the Pirate Ship. It was a chilly weekend and it wasn't crowded...at all. We were the only one on the ship. Of course she wanted to sit in the very back. This ride tickles my cooch like nobody's business... well I guess I just made it your business. I was only slightly paranoid that she would fall out.. I checked the bar 10 times then I was ok. We went on a coaster and few other rides . None of which were anything scary. I think if I still with boardwalk rides and avoid amusement parks, I will be able to continue to ride.

I fear I may become the one sitting in the bench all the time, bored and waiting for everyone to get off the ride. I am not ready for that. But if that does happen and I am in Disney, I will be sitting on that bench with a Mickey bar.

It ain't easy being me.