Leaving right on time, the Pres and I climbed in the old red and black Dodge. Cranking the diesel engine, we cracked open our windows almost simultaneously to let in the fresh air before he asked me to set the GPS for our destination. It was Mother's Day and we were on our way to Rhode Island
Heading to Misquamicut State Beach in Westerly, RI to meet my daughter and Angel for the Spring Fest, we'd agreed to meet them right before the gates opened.
Throughout the fairgrounds, there were all sorts of tempting foods for us to decide on...burgers, sausage and peppers, steak and onion grinders, sweet potato fries, onion rings, pizza, fried dough, funnel cakes, warm apple crisp and apple filled pastry topped with vanilla ice cream to name a few. Many of those listed filled our tummies as we walked and sat around the fairgrounds.
|Climb a Rock Wall?|
The weather Sunday was just glorious...sunny and breezy...in the low 70's which made taking in all the activities even better.
Then she hit me with the news.
"Mom, it's Mother's Day today and for your adventure, we've decided on something all four of us are going to do."
You see, all my life I've tried to show my kids that each day can hold an adventure...it's all in how you look at it...:)
|Slide Down the Truck Chute?|
|Slide Down an Alpine Slope?|
|Ride in an Antique Car?|
Nope. None of those.
"Today, Mom, you are going to ride the ferris wheel!"
"Babe, you know how Mommy feels about heights," I answered emphatically.
"It will be fine, Mom. We're all going. All four of us will sit in the same bucket."
My stomach was already in knots as we got closer and she handed the attendant the tickets. Five tickets per person is not worth risking my life, I thought but remained quiet. (Seriously I am such a chicken when it comes to heights that a six foot ladder makes me break out into a sweat!!)
Gulping as we walked up the ramp, I tried to remain focused. I could do this, I repeated over and over to myself. Stay calm, stay focused...you'll be just fine, I heard my mind say as I inhaled deeply. Then, it all happened so fast, as the attendant reached out to help me climb up and over into the bucket. We were in. Sitting next to me the Pres placed his arm around my shoulders, making me feel a little safer I'll admit, while Jennifer and Angel sat across from us smiling.
Holy moose-poops I was nervous!! Grasping the handlebar tightly I could feel the bones in my knuckles against the metal handle. Aside from telling everyone that they were not allowed to move from the neck down, I really wasn't doing bad until the Pres said,"I wonder if all those bolts are welded right" peering over the edge. Honey, are you kidding me!?!? Of course, his leaning made the bucket swing to and fro and the three of them laughed while I hung on for dear life until I saw...
the fence on the beach down below...:) and grabbed my camera again!
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