Dear T. I have an area rug and a lovely light wooden wine rack/baker's rack that need a home. Call Mary if you would like me to get them to you. Also, I have some nice everyday dinner and some luncheon plates.
This brings back memories of the Zipper. I could never do the Zipper (and the first time, at the Puyallup Fair, I made them stop the ride so I could get off).
I always hated the tilt-a-whirl, the ferris wheel, and especially the rock-o-plane. sp
ReplyDeleteIf it's what I fear it is, I'd need to be paid serious money to experience its delights!
ReplyDeleteI get dizzy very easily.
ReplyDeleteat the main site, there's a quote, "The Spinning Vomit Inducing Wheel of Death!" I could ride that - it sounds the same as raising a family.
ReplyDeleteI have days like that too T.
ReplyDeleteThe Roulette Wheel. The Wheel of Fortune. Life is gamble and subject to change. Argh.
ReplyDeleteMay you gain some stable ground, even a little bit, where you can stand square for a few minutes and catch your breath.
Love, C.
Dear T. I have an area rug and a lovely light wooden wine rack/baker's rack that need a home. Call Mary if you would like me to get them to you. Also, I have some nice everyday dinner and some luncheon plates.
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I hate those things, though it makes a pretty picture.
ReplyDeleteIf this is a description of your day, or your present state of mind, my condolences....
This brings back memories of the Zipper. I could never do the Zipper (and the first time, at the Puyallup Fair, I made them stop the ride so I could get off).
ReplyDeleteDear T., may it even out for you.
Sending you the emotional Dramamine you need to maintain stability and clarity of vision on this Wild Ride. xoxo
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