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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

WHAT is he doing?!

Ok, so I chaperoned my daughter's kindergarten field trip to a kiddy amusement park yesterday. On the one hand, it's a cool place. All the rides are meant for young kids. There were a few I had to go on with them...the tilt-a-spew and this one that looked innocuous enough until you got ON it! Sheesh. Needless to say, ain't as young as I used to be. Talk about queasy city! Blech.

Luckily, there was a kindergarten teacher who seemed to be into masochism and happily took my daughter and her little friend back on the rides. Cause, let me tell you, when Amelia wanted to go right back on the tilt-a-spew, I thought I was going to. Spew, that is. Her teacher took them and I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to calm my stomach.

Mind you, this weak stomach does not extend to super fast roller coasters. Those, I love. It's the spin-your-innards-out-your-ears rides I can't take. (Remind me to tell you about the time my dad and I were forgotten on the tilt-a-whirl while the minimum-wage lackey argued with his girlfriend...That's how I came to dub that ride the tilt-a-spew. Trust me, 10 agonizing minutes on one of those things and...well, you get the picture.)

Now, while Amelia and her classmates were entertaining themselves on the rides, I began to notice the...er, statues. If I said they were odd, I'd be understating it. Definitely creepy. And, of course, I took pictures! *bg* These pictures have an entertainment factor all their own. So, I think I'm going to start a little tradition with them.

Each week, I'm going to post one and open the floor for discussion. Hmmmm, the more I think about it, the more I like it. So, without further ado, here is the first statue that caught my eye.




Any clues as to what he's doing? Or, is it a girl??? Maybe SHE is hiding her...you know?

Sandy ;-)

*June 30, 2007 at Sandra's Goings On - Guest Blogger, Elisa Adams ~ Secrets Volume 19: Timeless Passions

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6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sandra-He looks like a squirrel from the Sopranos-just cant tell where he's hiding the gun.-debi

6/14/2007 06:37:00 PM  
Blogger J. M. Sabel said...

I think she is a prepubescent girl, who definitely needs braces and a training bra, but her mommy is too cheap to buy either. LOL!

J.M.

6/14/2007 07:02:00 PM  
Blogger Sandra Barkevich said...

debi ~ The Sopranos. LOL. And this isn't even the worst of the statues. Wait until I get to the crucified elf with the blow-up-doll mouth...

J.M. ~ ROFLMAO! I have to wonder what the artist was thinking when he worked on the statues for this park.

Sandy :-)
Sandra Barkevich - Romance Author
*June 30, 2007 at Sandra's Goings On - Guest Blogger, Elisa Adams ~ Secrets Volume 19: Timeless Passions

6/15/2007 06:40:00 AM  
Blogger Ursula said...

Oh my. Oh my oh my oh my. Someone's getting frisky. Puts me in mind of the Fat Bastard in Austin Powers. You're very right, something is very wrong in play land.

6/15/2007 05:38:00 PM  
Blogger RW said...

Hahahaha I totally agree with Ursula on that!

6/19/2007 09:40:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A good name for that one would be Nellie Nipples, the hormonal squirrel!

6/20/2007 12:22:00 AM  

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