The Zipper

I had two favorite rides at the fair as a teen...the flying swings and the Zipper. I used to go to the Jaycee State Fair with my childhood best friend, Anne, every year. Our parents would drop us off and we would spend the whole evening enjoying the rides together...we thought we were little thugs though, it's quite comical actually.

We would always get in trouble on the swings (I don't think they would have been as much fun had we obeyed the rules). We would get each other swaying and spinning by kicking the back of each other's seats. Those were the good ole days, back when I enjoyed the rides MORE than the food. In fact, I don't think I had ever really eaten fair food until I started dating Marc. I know that I had never even heard of an elephant ear before him. Now, I have a hard time staying away from everything...fiske fries, lemonade, corn dogs, pizza, and occasionally, the sausage sub.

But the Zipper, that was by far my favorite of the two. I thought I was gonna die every time I got on that thing. I was also always in fear of getting puked on by another patron. Luckily, that never happened.

Today, at the Allegan County Fair, I got to relive those childhood memories with Nicholas...he was brave enough to accompany me on the ride. He actually asked ME if he could ride it. I was totally stoked that he met the height requirements. Blake had no desire, which was probably a good thing...I don't think he would have handled it well.

Poor Nicholas, he was scared to death. I have to admit that I was a very bad mommy...I laughed so hard at his fear that I actually pissed my pants (damn weak mommy bladder). He held on to me for dear life and begged me not to let him go. Poor thing, he had slid under the bar a little and was wedged in, but I think it made him feel more secure. The funniest part for me was that he had just commented about some of the people screaming on other rides we had gone on, "Why do they scream Mom...isn't that dumb?" However, he squealed like a little girl on the Zipper...it was freaking hilarious. I have never heard vocalizations like that come from him before.

I was ready to go after that. Thankfully, it was the last ride we planned to do anyway. I needed to get home and change my pants...how embarrassing. I need to start dressing smarter at the fairs. I wore white capris to the Jackson County Fair in August...can you say idiot. Those are pretty much toast. I haven't bleached them yet though, so there is still hope. Today I wore khaki shorts...those don't hide a wet spot very well :(