Back Again

I am back from my little blogging break. A day late and many dollars short. We had a lovely getaway with family. A break in the big city. It wasn't far and we've been there a gazillion times and the weather was the pits but it was oh, so fun and oh so precious. Out of the only couple of nice sunny days that we had we took off to a little lake resort we'd never been to before. They have a great outdoor waterslide and so we partook of that. Well, 4 out of 5 of us did. Hubby did a wonderful job doing all the running for food and whatnot for us. What a great guy. He so does not like water stuff but he sat there all day while the rest of us had a blast and did not complain once or try to get us to wrap it up.

This place was beautiful. I wish I could have taken a picture of the beautiful lake from the top of the waterslide. What a view. But the only reasonable way down is in the slide, as the stairs up are packed. So that made taking that pic impossible. But I did manage a few pics.

No, that is not me in the bikini on the right but thanks for asking.

Yes, my daughter talked me into going down this one. You can go single, doubles, or three at a time. Not only do you have the first trip down, you come up the backside of the half-pipe backwards, then back up the first side where for some reason known only to physics you start turning and finish off the ride sideways, turned around or something like that. Yes, it was scarey, yes, my stomach was in my throat. Yes, I screamed like a fool. While laughing my head off simultaneously. And yes, my kids still admit I'm their mom. Bless their little hearts.

Kay and Jay in the part where you start to turn sideways.

Tia going it solo. I swear she rode this thing twenty times.

I was not talked into going on this one. Appropriately named Hari Kari and Kama Kazi. You ride on your stomach, for heaven's sake. What the park did not need was to see a 40 something, overweight mother of three teens come flying down that with her backside in the air. We would have been sued for therapy bills. Tia, the dare devil, however, also rode this one about twenty times. I couldn't look. All I could see was dental bills in the future.

At one point a nice couple sitting next to us on the grass, asked if our oldest teen, Kay who's 17 1/2, came with us willingly. When we said yes, they were amazed. Their 16 year old refuses to do anything with the family anymore. I must say I was very proud of my girl at that point. On a family vacation she participates in everything. And even back home she still does things with us. I realized what a blessing my kids really are. My heart was so sad for this couple. Oh on a side note, this same couple was telling us that 17 years ago when they were at this waterpark, they used to have tubes go down that Kama Kazi/Hari Kari thing. They went on it and on the last bump they flew right off. As in right off the waterslide and landed on the ground. Shudder. Now they don't allow tubes on there anymore. Just mats and you have to ride on your stomach. Another reason you will never see me go down any slides with bumps.

Even when the clouds rolled in like this, we could not get Tia off the slides. I think they had fun.

I'm sure this post is now well past Katherine's 500 word recommendation, so I'll stop here, but tomorrow I'll tell you about the white knuckle ride we had, and no it wasn't at the amusement or water park, and yes, it had nothing and everything to do with those clouds that rolled in. And wait to you see what I bought.