Sunday, July 29

I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled

We went to the super-secret Microsoft company picnic today, which is insane. It's kind of like a big county fair, but everything is free (except for selected items from the Microsoft store, of course). After eating our fill of hot dogs, fries, soda, and bomb pops, J.R. and I split the kids -- Sam and I went to ride the pseudo-tea cups, and Max and J.R. went to the climbing walls. After a lengthy wait, during which Sam made sure I knew how to properly make the cup spin "very fast," we climbed on board. And then we spun around. Very fast. And that's when it hit me: I'm too old for this shit. We were barely halfway through the ride before I felt like I was going to lose it. The only good thing about being old is I know how to hold it together, so I did, until we staggered back to where the boys were waiting. Then I promptly collapsed on the ground, moaning about my age and how the world kept spinning.

Next time, it's the petting zoo and pony rides. That I can handle.

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