I did not go to our local theme park with a bunch of students from our youth group on Saturday. I did not tell the students I rode everything and then proceed to sit out over half the rides. I'm not that lame, old person. I swear.
I did not get on this roller coaster and scream so hard I lost my voice before we even got to the top of the first hill. I did not scream that I wanted off the ride. I mean, who does that?!
I did not get both a headache and a stomachache on the only roller coaster in the park that barely had a line all day.
I was not relieved when it was time to go home. Early.
On the way home with one of the families, I did not retell the story of my husband going to his grandmother's funeral.
I did not go to bed at 9PM and praise the Lord a little that I didn't have a baby to take care of that night.
I did not try to get out of bed the next morning and have my legs collapse on me. I am only 27 years old, after all.
I was not so exhausted that I don't remember anything that happened yesterday. Not one thing. Did yesterday even happen?!