I love roller coasters. I do not merely like them, I LOVE them. If I were to craft my perfect day it would definitely include a waffle covered in Nutella and strawberries, and roller coasters with no lines. My dad introduced me to roller coasters and was my first riding buddy. He says I am the only person he knows who does not scream on roller coasters, but giggles almost the entire time. I have never known him to put his hands in the air or scream, but when we go over a particularly large hill or upside down he will let out a, “woooAAAAHHHhh!”
The hubs likes roller coasters, too, and some of my favorite memories are of days spent in theme parks, riding together. He likes to put his hands in the air on rides, but I just cannot get behind that method of riding. I will cling tightly to the bar while giggling like a maniac, thank you very much.
Roller coasters have been on my mind today since last night his sleep talking took me on a bit of an emotional rollercoaster.
I had been asleep for some time when I woke up because the hubs was moving around. I turned over and saw that the he had pushed himself up onto his elbows.
Me: You ok?
Hubs: Yeah, yeah, nothing wrong.
That seemed like a reasonable response, so for a second I thought he was awake.
Hubs: It’s just really hard to see where to go, you know?
Well, guess he’s a sleep.
Me: Oh. Yeah, I guess so.
The hubs started smacking his arms together.
Hubs: Oh, man, both of my arms fell asleep.
Wait a minute, that is a normal reason to be up, maybe he is actually awake.
Me: I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?
Hubs: Yeah, just try not to…TAKE OVER THE WORLD…can you do that?
Nope, he’s definitely asleep.
Me: Sure. Ok, I love you.
The hubs giggled.
Hubs: Yep. Goodnight.
Wow, what a roller coaster of emotions! Was the hubs awake, was he asleep, who knew? This was not as much fun as an actual roller coaster, but I have to admit that life with the hubs is never boring!