I Really Never Do That
An amusing and humiliating anecdote to make you, well, laugh at me:
Janna and I at the fair. I don't consider myself chicken, but I don't like to go upside down. So I let her talk me into "it doesn't go upside down, just around and sideways"- the Afterburner. Appropriately enough. It was just like the old G Force, which I hated and forgot every year that I hated. I wasn't very stable when I got off of that, as I had my eyes closed the whole time. And then, the final mistake: the Tornado.
I used to like this ride. It's open to the air, four people to a thing shaped like an X. And a wheel so you can make it do extra spins. "All right boys, let's get it spinning!" "OK, Janna-" "Come on, Nettie!" "No, really, Janna, stop spinning it." "You'll be fine!" And indeed the ride was slowing. But not soon enough.
Give me credit, I'm still spinning but managed to aim. All three times I hit the ground and not myself, my sister, or those poor little boys. Of course, she thought it was hilarious. The rest of the night, even on the Ferris wheels- "No, she's afraid she'll throw up again." "Janna, stop scaring the nice people!" I think I need to listen more to my stomach and less to my sister.