Thanks for the giggle. I just love the term some assembly needed.A few Christmas Eve's at my house were rather interesting.
Hmm. I was going to check there because it looked like they carry Junior's shorts in my size (which is what I need because I'm short). If Lands End doesn't come up with anything new, guess I'll be looking elsewhere.
I used to love Orange. Now I won't do it. The pressure on your chest at take-off just makes me feel like I'm having an asthma attack (since that is somewhat what it feels like: if you imagine trying to breath through a straw during Mission: Space's takeoff, it's exactly what it feels like). The last time I did orange was with my friend two years ago, and I ended up with a migraine afterward, so it's just not worth it (also, I am only going to space if someone invents a transporter). I used to do green as an alternative, but then it broke down while my brother and I were on it. I had to appear calm for his sake, and he seemed perfectly calm, but I was panicking internally. It turns out I'm fine with small spaces until I can't get out of them. I'll do Green now if my brother absolutely wants to do it, but for the most part, if no one does it with me, I just go grab a latte or go to the Advanced Training Lab while they ride it. Or the gift shop; there's lots of Star Wars stuff there.
Good afternoon everyone. Hubby came through the surgery fine. He is passing blood , but that's expected. It kind of grosses you out the first time or two. They got the biggest parts of the stone and sending it off to see what foods, or drinks he has to avoid. Thanks so much for all the well wishes, prayers, and pixie dust. We had to get up at 3:30 this morning. I'm going to bed and sleep with the sleepy hubby. Thanks, again from hubby and me. You guys are the greatest! xoxo to allTomorrow will be time for ketchup!
My friends and I used to play hide 'n seek as teens (because we were ridiculous). I'm small and would usually win because I could get myself into the most ridiculously cramped spaces. Including inside a suitcase once.Hahaaa...! about the gift shop...!
One of the partners at the office told me that he would never go on it again because it was too claustrophobic, even though it didn't break down on his one (orange) ride. He said he was fine until the door closed and the control panel scrunched up to him. It has never bothered me.
I've gone through small caves up at Enchanted Rock here in Central Texas for over an hour where much of the going was via crawling. And, we had only one flashlight.
But, I can see where being stuck on it might be a little different, although, I've been in similar situations and never had a problem.
Then we also have what we've dubbed "The Luggage Closet incident" which was pulled on three different people
Hmm. I was going to check there because it looked like they carry Junior's shorts in my size (which is what I need because I'm short). If Lands End doesn't come up with anything new, guess I'll be looking elsewhere.
EDIT: Only problem may be that their halter tops don't tie in the back. I need ones that tie so I can adjust them. Otherwise, well, I'm not well contained.
I have to tell you a funny story. When we were kids, my father assembled an elaborate train set with two tracks, and two locomotives and freight cars. It had electric signals, and a landscaped, large wooden board (about 18 feet long by 12 feet wide) that the set was placed on. There was a tunnel, and a suspension bridge at the other end. Anyway, he was up all Christmas Eve putting this huge project together for my brothers, and didn't get to bed until almost 5 a.m. on Christmas morning.
On Christmas morning, we all ran down to the Christmas tree (my mother dragged my father out of bed to join us
I typically wear very deep v-neck halters. I'm young, I can get away with it. It covers everything, but it's deep. Deeper than any other v-neck I wear. Part of the reason is that I'm so short that I need the tie. Otherwise, my straps will fall down and everything will, um, pop.
My friends and I used to play hide 'n seek as teens (because we were ridiculous). I'm small and would usually win because I could get myself into the most ridiculously cramped spaces. Including inside a suitcase once.
Anyway, I never once suspected I was claustophobic. As long as I felt like I could get out or knew that everything was functioning correctly, I was fine.
I also don't think it helped on Mission Space that time that there weren't any other riders in that capsule. Just me and my brother. I think I might have been fine if there had been other adults there.
I typically wear very deep v-neck halters. I'm young, I can get away with it. It covers everything, but it's deep. Deeper than any other v-neck I wear. Part of the reason is that I'm so short that I need the tie. Otherwise, my straps will fall down and everything will, um, pop.
Now I have a cover-up that comes up higher. I also have a rash guard that comes up higher. Thinking of getting a new rash guard from Lands End as well to match my suit.
There was one time we were staying at Beach Club. At the time, I had a cover-up with a deep V neck. To get from Stormalong Bay to the Villas, you go through the hotel. I realized when I got to my room that I had made it through the hotel without pushing a button or opening a door up to that point. Guys.
And you are the perfect age for certain swimwear. I was in Lands End this weekend and bought my DD another Rash Guard. It is so cute. She is extremely fair like my MIL. She has so many from being a lifeguard instructor-trainer. She can go from a ladies XS to a Children's 12-14 being as tiny as she is so she has so many choices.
I have to tell you a funny story. When we were kids, my father assembled an elaborate train set with two tracks, and two locomotives and freight cars. It had electric signals, and a landscaped, large wooden board (about 18 feet long by 12 feet wide) that the set was placed on. There was a tunnel, and a suspension bridge at the other end. Anyway, he was up all Christmas Eve putting this huge project together for my brothers, and didn't get to bed until almost 5 a.m. on Christmas morning.
On Christmas morning, we all ran down to the Christmas tree (my mother dragged my father out of bed to join us
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That was a big.. fat.. lie..
