Ok, So I have tons to blog about and will update more later, but I wanted to take a moment and express my gratefulness for Adam.
What a sweetheart!!
Yesterday, after work, Adam picked me up for a day at Six Flags. We thought we were meeting some friends of his there, but they never made it. That was ok, since Adam and I were together, we knew we could have fun on our own. And what fun it was!! We only had a couple hours so we didn't ride too many rides. We finally got to ride one that always seems shut down or the line is ridiculously long. After wandering the park and having a grand time, Adam said I could pick our last ride. Really? I asked. Anything?
I'd been dying to try the Aquaman. I LOVE water rides, and was under the impression this would be some kind of water rollercoaster. I knew there was a big finish that created a humongous splash of water drenching people trying to exit the ride. I was so excited, and frankly surprised Adam agreed to do it. It wasn't until we reached the front of the line that Adam realized what he'd agreed to do. But... it was too late. :)
We climbed into a large boat and were on our way. Up the track and suddenly down. We created that large waterfallish splash drenching the people on the bridge above us as well as ourselves. Luckily we had a few dry spots left to wipe our faces on our shirts. We exited the boat and began to cross the bridge. We had plenty of time to get across, but as we passed the "wet zone", Adam turned around and planted himself behind the line. If we're gonna do this ride, we're gonna do it right he said. I'm game so I walked back over to him. Well... it was all a trick!! As soon as I was next to him, he grabbed me and held me to the inside of the wet zone. I knew his plan was to run as soon as the boat started to fall, so I grabbed hold of him. I was wet and he was slipping away, but luckily for me, several little girls ran up to the other side of Adam, trapping him in the wet zone. We stood up to face our fate, and at the last second, Adam ducked down behind me as I turned to hide my face in him.
Ha ha. I'm so short. You could see a perfect line on Adam where I kept him dry, right across his belly. There was no dry spot left on me however. I was completely and thoroughly soaked! My pants and shirt were suctioned to my skin and my flip flops were sliding on my feet as I shuffled along. We laughed and laughed about how Adam tried to throw me into the waterfall. It was fun, but we quickly realized the slippery flip flops were creating a massive blister. I finally had to take my shoes off as I hobbled out of the park.
Adam was so concerned about me walking barefoot, he insisted on carrying me piggy back style to the car. We were both soaking wet, so this was a rather difficult task, but we made it! I scraped my foot on the asphalt as he set me down, but thought I would be ok. When we got back to my apartment, I asked Adam if we could check my mail. He stopped the car by the office and I got out, barefoot, and hobbled to the mailbox. I guess I'd scraped my foot worse than I thought. I hobbled back to the car and we went parking spot hunting, but unfortunately all my neighbors had taken the "good" parking spots.
Adam was so upset about me limping to and from the mailbox he again insisted on carrying me to the door of my apartment! He must be super sore today!! But he's my hero!! I had such a great time and really appreciated his concern for me and my foot.
I love you ADAM!!!
3 comments:
What a cute story. Adams is so good to you. Love hearing that!
Hahaha. At least my feet came out unhurt.
But today. . . I am suffering from new-shoe blisters. Good thing my shoes are cute!
Also, I almost texted Adam today, just to say hi. Actually, I was going to tell him to tell you hi from me. But, I decided not to bother him. So instead, you can tell him hi from me.
Miss you, Mar.
Adam pretty much rocks! (your feet were probably rockin' too before he carried you!).
The two of you must enjoy 6 flags! Seems to be one of your favorite date spots.
Glad you are having so much fun! Love you.
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