Winding down...

We're winding down our summer this week, getting ready for school to start on Aug. 1st.  I wish I had done a better job of continuing school through the summer a few hours a week, but live and learn I guess!  I was so ready to have a summer vacation in May that if my kids had WANTED to continue school, I probably would have sent them to travel with the fair for the summer.  I'm sure they would have learned lots of life skills while on the fair tour.  When I was 16 I went bungee jumping at the fair.  Can you tell me what's wrong with that last sentence?  There is no reason why bungee jumping and fair should be in the same sentence.  I'm not sure how high it was, but I was lifted off the ground in a cage and pulled to the top of a crane.  Then, I opened the cage (still, more words that shouldn't be in this story) and I jumped out.  My best friend rode up in the cage with me (it cracks me up how many times the word cage is being used in this story) and she cried and cried as I prepared for my swan dive.  I really think she was mentally preparing my funeral. I obviously survived, but that was the one and only year the cage/crane/bungee jumping attraction was available at our fair.  I guess the Fair Board realized it wasn't such a swell idea to send people head-first toward the ground from atop a crane.  For the record, my dad signed the consent form for me to jump.  I'm thinking that he suddenly realized he was going to be paying for 3 kids in college and this seemed like a good way to get one out of the way.  Anyway, my kids weren't sent off to the fair.  Instead they have spent a summer outside, playing like crazy, sweating profusely and letting their brains turn to mush...sort of like mine was when I thought fair bungee jumping was a good idea.