Tuesday, November 17, 2009

A Birthday and Whiplash

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!

Today is my favorite man's birthday, my husband. He is the big 25 today. Wink! Wink!

The dictionary has not published the right words to truly express my love for this man. He is supportive, caring, a great father, a hard worker, an entertainer, a lover, and all around charming.

He still blows me away with that beautiful smile of his. Well, not the one in the pic above. He didn't want me photographing that event, but I didn't listen. LOL! Maybe I'll share the rest of the photo's another time, panties and all.

Anyway, to MY Mr. Ellis, I love you now and forever. Happy Birthday!

On to the Whiplash, or something like it.

On Sunday we took advantage of our grown-up time (and the free for military promo) and went to Knotts Berry Farm.

Unbeknownst to us, we rode the bumpiest ride first, GhostRider! Sean said, "There aren't many wooden roller coasters left, we have to ride it!" I said, "That's because they're crap and they're just waiting to be torn down."

Turns out, we were both right.

The ride was fun if you take away the jolts, jerks and scrambled brain feeling. Half way through I remember thinking, "maybe this wasn't such a good idea." I use to be a pro at roller coaster riding, nothing phased me. Now, I can't ride anything too bumpy or it'll screw up my whole day.

After Ghostrider I immediately got a headache but I came prepared with Tylenol. I was determined to have a good day with the Hubs.



After the 'ride from hell' we rode the one in the background. I was a bit freaked about getting vertigo from all the spinning but that ride was the BEST!

I love riding roller coasters with my husband, all he does is laugh and laugh and laugh. And once it stops he always says, "I don't know why I do this to myself". LOL! He say's he doesn't like roller coasters but he's lying. :)

2 comments:

Mom said...

I am happy that you both had a great day at Knotts, while I was running after the crumbsnatchers. :-) Is that what you called them???

The Pitter Patter Boutique said...

That's what Sean calls them, and anklebiters. I call them a Headache waiting to happen. :)

Thank you!