One "wicked" family reunion!

So, this weekend was our family's last "official" summer outing. We went down to Utah for a family reunion. We drove down on Friday afternoon, because we found amazing half-price tickets for Lagoon (an amusement park). I was foolishly thinking that I could avoid any and all "scary" rides because Jessie has never had a fondness for them. You know, hang out with Jessie so that she's not all alone. How was I to know that she'd have a sudden burst of courage?! Needless to say, my plan backfired. (Which, as a side note, explains why my parents may have been so worried about me as a teen....peer pressure still gets me to do things that I wouldn't ordinarily do on my own!) First, Kerry said, "Let's go on the old white roller coaster!". I said "sure" since I was figuring that he'd go on to bigger and better things without me! Foolish, foolish girl. I need to say that for those who don't know me well, I am petrified of heights, and I like my feet to be touching something (so the "sky coaster", which is just a ski-lift over the park, is not my favorite ride). We went on the roller coaster, the spider (which is so much fun, NOT. It is a roller coaster that has the added joy of spinning while moving along the tracks), and then WICKED. Keep in mind my earlier disclaimer about enjoying rides. Wicked shoots 120 feet straight up in the air, and then 120 feet straight back down. I mean straight. As in 90 degree angle to the ground. Then, not far into the ride, the darn things goes upside down. I survived. But, I was still shaking for several minutes after the ride. We also rode "rattlesnake rapids" and the "log ride" (which aren't much different in terms of wetness when done....I foolishly had a white t-shirt on...wet t-shirt contest anyone? Heavens.) Then, they took me on the swings...flying high above the ground (violation of rule number one...heights) on a swing (violation of rule number two...feet touching something). Everyone agreed that this was the greatest time we've ever had at Lagoon! I was great fun, in spite of my terror! LOL
Saturday, we went to the Golden Spike museum (the place where the railroad met from East to West). Then, on to the reunion where we had Cuban food to die for, and lots of great company! We went to church with Aunt Patty and Uncle Glendon (which always means a great Sunday dinner) and then the drive home. It was great to have all the kids together (even Big J!) for even just a weekend! Alas, now we realize that summer is all but over....