Wednesdays are great for Wordless and Wordful posts, but we decided to go a different route and create our own Wednesday fun. We figured what the hell. That’s how we started What The Hell Wednesday. Who are we kidding? That’s pretty much how we decide on almost everything. If you want to play along, grab our button on the sidebar, link up to us in your post and don’t forget to sign in to the linky below. Really, what the hell?

I totally missed Tuesday’s posting  of random crap and didn’t get this up in time for What The Hell Wednesday. WTH?? I blame spending the day at Seabreeze on Monday. Ya, I’m still recuperating. I know, I can spend days at Disney World without any ill effects, but Seabreeze has lots of spinny rides. I don’t do spinny rides.

Monday we spent most of the day at Seabreeze, a local amusement park here in Rochester. J-Man had the best time because spinning rides don’t bother him at all. He eats them for breakfast. That kid went on every single spinning ride there was, multiple times, and never got sick. Sissy was a trooper and went on the swings, tilt-a-whirl, teacups, and something called the Music Machine. Finally, at the end of the night J-Man decided he was brave enough to go on the Whirlwind. It’s a roller coaster with lots of 4 seater cars. As you ride the coaster, your car spins around. Let me say that again. Your. Car. Spins. Around. As. You. Ride. The. Coaster.

This video doesn’t do it justice.

At this point, Sissy was already home resting. DeeDee was still game. J-Man went on with DeeDee and when the ride stopped he was laughing hysterically. They ran right back on. After the second ride on the spinning roller coaster of death, or at the very least profuse projectile vomiting J-Man came running off the ride and said “Oh man, I wish I hadn’t waited until the end of the night to try this ride.” DeeDee was feeling queasy at this point and I looked at my husband and he just shook his head. There was no way he was going on the ride. So, being the awesome mom that I am, I told J-Man I would go on. Totally wrong decision on my part but I’d do it again just to make him happy. Suffice it to say I rode the whirlwind against my better judgment and I lived to tell the tale. Totally a feel like I’m going to throw up at any minute kind of living, but I lived nonetheless. WTH was I thinking??

Elle