BACHLORETTE PARTY!
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Last night I had a blasty with the lovely ladies of Harrisburg for my Bachlorette party!
We started at McGraths to get properly started with far too many Long Island Ice Tea's. Then went out dancing!
My best Pierre impression...and failing 
Then to Tara Station
Ending the night at Miss Rebecca's...
on our way home safely....
My best Pierre impression...and failing 
Then to Tara Station
Ending the night at Miss Rebecca's...
on our way home safely....
Carnival Time
2:00 AM Posted In Fun Times , Outdoors Edit This 0 Comments »
Pierre and I went to the Marysville Carnival! I wanted to ride all the rides 3 or 4 times each, so we bought unlimited pass bracelets for our night 'o fun. First ride; the Zipper
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As soon as we got in and felt the swaying of the cage my stomach dropped and out came a frantic laugh that I couldn't stop. I was officially freaking out. Pierre however managed to take pictures during the ride,
and even stated that "This was a terrible idea" as my purse crashed around the cage and he irritatingly asked if I could grab that.
After the humiliation of realizing how old we really are and can't handle the zipper anymore, we went on the only ride that the sight of didn't make our stomachs drop; the good ol' Ferris Wheel. From the view from up high and the gentle swinging of the bench seats, the carnival looked like a crazed event that one only sees on TV but never actually participates. It became clear why we both felt completely out of our elements and slightly freaking out.
We then wandered about the carnival, being taken in by all the absurd games that surrounded us. I won't lie though, we did spend a dollar trying to win a stuffed pink flamingo-apparently it wasn't meant to be.
After being at an event that overwhelms your senses we were exhausted after only 2 hours and headed home for a night of jammies, missing the promised fireworks. Next year I think we will forgo the unlimited ride bracelets and the zipper...
.As soon as we got in and felt the swaying of the cage my stomach dropped and out came a frantic laugh that I couldn't stop. I was officially freaking out. Pierre however managed to take pictures during the ride,
and even stated that "This was a terrible idea" as my purse crashed around the cage and he irritatingly asked if I could grab that.
After the humiliation of realizing how old we really are and can't handle the zipper anymore, we went on the only ride that the sight of didn't make our stomachs drop; the good ol' Ferris Wheel. From the view from up high and the gentle swinging of the bench seats, the carnival looked like a crazed event that one only sees on TV but never actually participates. It became clear why we both felt completely out of our elements and slightly freaking out.
After being at an event that overwhelms your senses we were exhausted after only 2 hours and headed home for a night of jammies, missing the promised fireworks. Next year I think we will forgo the unlimited ride bracelets and the zipper...
