My Life is a Movie

Jon and I went to Lagoon last Saturday. The fun really started when Jon and I left the park to go find food. We had to travel to centerville to even find a hint of food. We we're cruising around state trying to find what to eat. (note: 2 people who "don't care" make it quite difficult to decide on a place to eat) We passed by a Little Ceasers Pizza and a Walmart. Jon comes to the conclusion that I drop him off at Walmart for him to grab drinks while I run and get a hot 'n ready pepperoni pizza. After picking up the pizza I head back to Walmart to pick Jon up. He wasn't outside so I called him and he said oh you're already there? well what do you want to drink. (How has he not got drinks yet?) I said whatver just hurry. Next think I know here's Jon coming out of Walmart with a liter of Rasperry Lemonade, an 8 oz of mtn dew, and... donuts.

Oh don't worry, the liter of lemonade was just for me.

We then headed back to the park and we were determined to get "awesome" parking. We drove around for awhile not finding anything and then Jon wanted to go on this "other" side. The "park in the grass or dirt areas with pot holes the size of texas." Of course we ran into a worker who then forced us into parking over there. Darn you Jon I didn't want to park out here! So us being the dare devils we are pushed the gas when the guy wasn't looked and tried to go back to the normal parking. Well that didn't work; we got forced out of the park by a different parking person and had to start all over again.

We ended up taking the first spot we saw.


Jon and I got on the musical twirly ride. (the one were you keep going in circles and go faster and faster getting pushed more and more into each other.) We sat down and started getting buckled in when this mom walked up to us and said that they wouldn't let all 3 of her kids ride with her and would we be willing to have her son sit with us. "um.. Sure" Wasn't expecting that at all. He was probably about 4 and was way more thrilled about the ride than Jon and I so we buckled him and waited for the ride to start. After thinking for a second I said.. "Isn't this the ride on the Sandlot where all the boys throw up?"


we both looked at each other pretty nervous. And here we go.... The boy started out loving it laughing and throwing his hands in the air; about halfway through his face dramatically changed and I got pretty nervous. Jon and I exchanged looks and just held on..


Luckily this story does not end bad but only with the sigh of relief that the ride didn't last any longer than it did.