Roller Coaster

I am not as excited about going to Six Flags anymore.  Not sure what it is, but I actually fear for my life.  I admit it.  I have these thoughts of what ifs and imagine these director's cut scenes of the tragedy of the falling roller coaster.  I shake it out of my head but it comes back.   Wait....is this a sign of me getting older? ***GASP***

I am still a kid at heart.  I'll get excited over anything else, more excited than my nieces and nephew.  They even sometimes look at me funny and shake their little heads.  For example, I bought my nephew video game called "Prince of Persia."  I was so excited for three reasons:  

- I love action/adventure games like Lara Croft;

- I don't have a PS2;

- Did I mention I love action/adventure games like Lara Croft?

He got excited and I encouraged him to go try it.  I ended up staying for an  hour and playing the game.  Wait, I didn't take over the control.  I was his cheerleader.  I sort of sat next to him and helping him out if he gets stuck.  Hahaha, he actually became tired and bored from trying to find a way out.  He was too shy to say I'm tired.  Lol. He's so sweet.

Another scenario, a song that my nieces like comes on the Disney channel and I start dancing.  They ask me not to.  What a why to suck the fun out of the air?!?!  Millennium kids.  Recently, I bought my three year old niece a really really really awesomely cute Halloween outfit as a present for her birthday.  I wished I was little like her and wear it.  It's so cute to be a kid!  Until they start crying, of course.

 

Going back to the roller coaster story.  For my sanity, I am staying away from roller coasters but that doesn't mean I am going to stay away from Disney's "Magic Mountain."  Well, that depends if I get those thoughts in my head.