So, for Blake’s birthday (which technically was last Saturday, but we took my little brother for that weekend because HIS birthday was on Sunday.) We’re going to Disneyland and as part of my gift for making it a “totally Blake day” I told him I would go on any ride he wanted...
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I am now regretting this. Seriously, I am terrified! He’s talking about the Hollywood Tower of Terror…that’s just falling…just…group falling.
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I am now regretting this. Seriously, I am terrified! He’s talking about the Hollywood Tower of Terror…that’s just falling…just…group falling.
Happy Birthday Blake, Your wife has died of fright.
(P.S. Thank you Jessica for your adult conversation. It’s reassuring and keeps me sane…except when I’m plummeting to my death on a morbid amusement park ride…in the story everyone dies!!! )
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