Three cheers for Karen and Teresa! I would have no blog comments if it weren't for these two friends. I'm still working on getting my non-blogging friends and family to check in here periodically. I have discovered, though, that blogs are exactly the opposite of weddings: Girls are only interested in weddings until they have one, and then they lose most of their appeal (at least for prolonged discussion and contemplation). In contrast, I never read blogs until I got one myself, and now I am interested in the blogs of others, because now I know how much stinkin fun it is.
Now on to my post.
We spent last Saturday at Hurricane Harbor (formerly known as Wet-N-Wild) with my oldest, dearest friend and her husband (who loves to talk theology, and so is a perfect companion for Stephen). Although the day was a blast, I will say that water parks do not bring out the best of American culture.
I SPY...
+ Skin, skin, everywhere.
+ Teenagers getting it on in the lazy river.
+ Old people getting it on in the lazy river.
+ Lots of tattoos. They can be found especially on the female lower back, disappearing into the booty region.
+ Terrible parenting. Lots of yelling.
+ Terrible parenting. Lots of unattended children.
+ Good parenting. Lots of kids in life jackets and other flotation devices.
+ Implants...those can't be natural.
+ Stephen getting a worse sunburn than me, even though he used sunscreen!
+ An old man in jeans, boots, and a long-sleeved shirt. (What?)
(in the mirror...)
+ Myself...with no makeup on in public, for possibly the first time since a college retreat. Yikes!
+ Myself...walking around in a swimsuit, showing off my "wobbly bits." Who ever made those long-john type suits unfashionable? NO ONE except a few perfectly-shaped preteens actually look good in swimsuits as we know them.
+ Myself...wearing the ugliest water-socks that I have ever seen. I swore I'd never be caught in these again!
Fun times! Points for discussion: worst of American culture, swimsuits, personal vanity (please tell me I'm not alone!).
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One time a friend and I went to Hurricane Harbor, and there was a VERY hairy man there wearing a speedo. We called him "Wolf Man," and he seemed to be following us because we saw him everywhere!
I am very anti-swimsuit this summer. I haven't worked out in two months, and I'm feeling the flab.
How can we get our non-blogger friends to realize the blogging bliss we've come to enjoy?
Karen, I must take offense to your wolf man comment. I ranked sixth in the hairy man contest. However, to the gratitude of the park goers, I was not in a speedo.
No, Steve, this man was far worse than you could possibly be. He would've taken grand prize in your contest, and it wouldn't surprise me if he was a Guiness World Record holder.
Let's just say that some countries which are conservative in dress, are most definitely not conservative in the amount of skin shown by a swimsuit...
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