i’m too old for the rides though.

I had been given a whole weeks notice that Dan wanted me to go to the fair with him and the girls. Shaun and I had geared ourselves up to go. Tuesday was kids night and everything was cheaper.

Tuesday afternoon I decided there had to be a better way to spend the night then driving all the way into Sacramento, battling traffic, paying for parking and dealing with all those kids juked up on sugar and deep fried Twinkies.

The kids were having NONE of it. Their father had told them every single day that we were all going to the fair on Tuesday. Mom, Shaun, Tyler and Marina and Dad and the girls, a big ol’ family going to the fair.
I called Dan mid-day and I told him I was trying to find a better thing for all of us to do, like bowling or something. He started to whine. He wanted to go to the fair.

Me, being the nicest wife in the whole wide world, threw myself in front of the bus and said that Shaun wasn’t going to go, and Tyler didn’t want to go because he barfed last year at the fair and now has a bad taste in his mouth about the fair (pardon the pun) So it would be all us girls. (I will be rewarded later for this)

‘Cita and her family decided to meet us there. THANK GOD. I had so much fun! Her husband likes to go on all the scary rides so we we drug Marina, Kara, Kyle and his daughter on all the cool rides. Even my little Alyx went on some scary rides!
Shea, she doesn’t like anything that goes faster than she can walk. She doesn’t like heights. She would wrestle with a tiger before she would go on the ferris wheel…but for some strange reason she decided she wanted to go on the rock wall.
Well, here is a waste of 5 bucks because she’s going to get that harness on and change her mind. Ohhhh, how wrong I was. She got ALL THE WAY TO THE TOP!
This is the kid that would complain about having to crawl to the top bunk!

I had promised myself that this year I wouldn’t be riding any of the rides. Every year I fall into the trap of going on the rides and the next day I feel like I have been beat up by 3 carnies. I lasted about ten minutes before I was like one of one of the 4 girls, “Dan, Dan, give me a ticket, I wanna ride THAT onnnnnnne!!”
He passed out the tickets and Kara and I would find seats next to each other. I was so excited when Kara decided she liked going on scary rides, because I finally had a ‘riding buddy’ She will ride anything now and I was ready to ride the biggest ride with her until ‘Cita tackled me to the ground and pointed out that I would be hobbling around for the next two months if I tried it.
I may have moped around for 10 minutes and whined about not being able to go, but she said I would thank her tomorrow. Today is tomorrow and ‘Thank you, ‘Cita’…i’m already hurting and I didn’t go on the big ride.

There was this one ride that I did get to go on and, whoa…it was so cool. I don’t normally get scared at rides from a fair, but this one got me. We all got off the ride and the only person that didn’t go on it was ‘Cita so she was bombarded with 6 people all squealing about how much fun it was when we got off. I think I was the loudest.

I had fun. On the way home the kids were starting to doze off and Dan told me how he had taken the Shea over to some of the animals and he said at least 3 times that he had fun. I’m glad that we went.

When we got home the kids passed out and Shaun asked me how the night went. He had seen me moping around the house whining like a 4 year old before we left about how I didn’t want to go, so he was ready to hear some horror stories.

“It was fun. I’m glad we went.” I then told him how the whole night he treated my new daughter as if she were his own. he bought her dinner, gave her tickets and made sure she was safe.

So once again, please remind me when I start calling my ex-husband a dumbass, that he was willing to drag all of us to the fair, pay for it all and still walk away with a smile on his face and say he had fun.

SPF:
1. Show your Support (everyone supports something right?)
2. Show me your sacrifice (everyone makes them right?)
3. Something red.

It’s an easy one this week.