Look at that lady over there...
I count the rotations slowly, "one, two, three, four, five," My stomach starts to clench, "six" I feel the hot warm liquid rising to my throat. I quickly place my hand over my mouth. I am hanging upside down. I feel the vomit fill my mouth, I am wondering "will I have to swallow this?" The vomit keeps coming filling my hand. The car pauses as it changes directions and I fling the vile mess out into space.
A pretty teenager is sitting across from Bill. She is smiling and excited. As the ride begins, she is chattering happily, Bill notices her eyes get big and thinks, "Ha ha, she is scared." Bill looks at the stars and is having a great time whirling and flying upside down.
He hears someone say, "look at that lady over there, she is throwing up."
Bill thinks to himself, "Oh no, I hope it isn't Hofy."
As I sit next to Bill, I am linking eyes with the horrified teenager, I think, "It is over, the worst has past." The car pauses and changes directions, I can no longer control my bodily reactions and I throw up all over myself. I watch the vomit flying through the air in misery.
Bill finally turns to me, his beloved, and sees the truth, "Oh, I am so sorry"
The ride comes to a halt, the teenager vanishes. I sit in my seat stunned and dirty. The carnival men come along, "Get the bucket, its the same seat again."
As I leave the ride, I see a crowd of gawkers and someone shouts, "THERE'S THE LADY THAT THREW UP."
Friday, October 07, 2005
Monday, October 03, 2005
I've got the Power!
Power was restored on Thursday after I emailed every state and federal agency I could think of. My guests departed for their own homes and I had three days to prepare for the next set of visitors.
Holmfridur (Hofy) and Kelli came to visit this month. They are from Iceland. They brought chocolate.
Hofy brought dried fish, which I haven't been brave enough to try yet, licorice, and pictures of Bill and his family when he was little. He was so cute. I will post some of them soon for your side-splitting viewing pleasure.
My Icelandic word/phrase for the day sounds like "colon dying" with a Swedish accent. I have no idea how to spell it or where to get the special accented letters I would need, but it means "good morning".
Holmfridur (Hofy) and Kelli came to visit this month. They are from Iceland. They brought chocolate.
Hofy brought dried fish, which I haven't been brave enough to try yet, licorice, and pictures of Bill and his family when he was little. He was so cute. I will post some of them soon for your side-splitting viewing pleasure.
My Icelandic word/phrase for the day sounds like "colon dying" with a Swedish accent. I have no idea how to spell it or where to get the special accented letters I would need, but it means "good morning".
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