If I Ever...

If I ever recuperate from this last week I may still not be normal.
I had my granddaughters all week, which in turn meant I had my niece. Mostly it was great fun, but the Fourth was disastrous bordering on tragic. We decided to take a trip up to Orange County to shop, eat, play, all that stuff. Woke up witha funny stomach, but you know I took something. Well on the I 5 northbound my little car that is only one year old started to sputter and die. I had to merge two lanes of freeway traffic while loosing power and acceleration. Don't ask me how that worked. I couldn't get ahold of my roadside service and I had three little girls and the husband in the car and one of them was crying. The most helpful and concerned people I came across that day were the 411 operator and the tow truck driver. The latter got us to a dealership where my car remained for three days while waiting for a fuel pump. In the mean time my daughter who was supposed to be following us just drove on by. I guess she knew where she was going. I called my mother (What else is a girl to do?) and when my daughter finally figured out we weren't about she called my cell and came back to pick us up. We decided to come home because by now I was fully ill. I didn't want to completely ruin the kids day so I accompanied them to the pool where I lay on the cement half dead while they swam. About the time my temperature hit 102, everybody split and I fought until I could fight no more and gave in to the evil bug.
The next morning I arose to accompany my husband and granddaughters to Legoland. I sat in the shade as much as possible while the three ran from ride to ride to ride. The girls enjoyed the day, and that's what it's all about. However in way of commentary, the place is an overpriced kiddie park. I even had discount tickets. For what it cost to get into that place I could have taken another child and adult to Knott's Berry Farm. I love Knott's Berry Farm. Another thing for a kiddie park the girls had to have an adult to ride even the tamest rides. I can tell you a merry-go-round is more hazardous than ninety percent of the rides at Legoland. It's not an age thing because Zoe is 8, it's a size thing, Zoe is short. That is fear of litigation to the point that it takes the fun out of the rides for kids who are independent, but short. Again the girls had fun, but that is the last trip I'll be making to Legoland. Mean isn't it.
Got the new Gorrillaz CD, I liked their first outing, I love the latest. Also got the new Coldplay I give it a C for Coldplay Cooled Off.
Not getting very far with my reading, hope to have some time to chillax soon, the meanie needs some down time. Ta