NOT a fan of scary rides!!!

Sure, make me go on the Tower of Terror (or what ever the name of this sick idea of a ride is)!!! Let's shoot a person 2500 feet into the air at a gazillion miles per hour then let the floor drop down from under them. Oh, and that's not enough, let's do it about 10 times. I think I died a little that day. I had a death grip on Mike and Pat's arms, screamed my bloody head off, and begged for them to stop. They didn't stop. I didn't think it was fun AT ALL and I will NEVER go on that ride again as long as I live!

That was the day I discoverd that Disneyland is not the happiest place on earth.

Short and Sassy!

Here's the new haircut. It does feel better to have it short again. It's called short and messy (just like me). I got highlights too:) It's nice to get the grey washed outta my hair...now if only she could work on the wrinkles. Man, it's been a long time since I've had a close-up. We won't be doing that again anytime soon!