Monday, September 27, 2010

You Should Name Him Ralph!

Okay, so this post is a little past due but hopefully it's awesomeness will make up for it's tardiness. That always seemed to work for me in high school. :) Today marks the two week anniversary of a very momentous occasion. Two weeks ago James, my younger brother, and a friend of ours went to the State Fair. I love the State Fair. And I love going with my brothers. We ride all of the rides...well, except the very scary ones. We eat way too much food and probably laugh too much. Our friend was a welcome addition to our festivities.

We started the night with the usual fabulous food. Then we wandered for a minute to let everything settle before taking on the rides. We started at the far end of the park and worked our way toward our favorite end where all the really good rides are. We finally made it over there and anxiously waited in line to ride the Tilt-a-whirl, our friends' favorite ride. We started out well - strategically placing us in the car according to body weight so we could acheive maximum spin. Mid-way through the ride, I realized our friend was not laughing but instead cupping her hand over her mouth. Thankfully the ride ended and though she had to run furiously to the garbage can to throw up - she made it through the ride. That was a close one.

She decided that since it was her favorite ride and there was now no danger of a repeat ralphing as her stomach was empty - we should take on the Tilt-a-whirl again. So we enthusiastically got in the car and were ready for a fabulous adventure. We were twirling and whirling and then again I realized my friend was not laughing. But this wasn't so lucky. Her hand just wasn't enough. And yep, you guessed it - she puked all over her lap and all down my leg.

Now at this point there was some serious Divine intervention. I am getting sick just typing this story. So living through it, I'm not exactly sure how I didn't lose it all over the innocent carnival ride. But I didn't. But I think I may leave the carnival riding to the standard tradition of just me + brothers. Just sayin.