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Cause This is Thriller...Thriller Night

The week before Christmas (when I was supposed to be finishing my limited Christmas shopping), my friend, Liz, wanted to go roller skating. Let's face it...when faced with the decision to check off the to-do list or have some spontaneous fun, the only responsible thing to do is toss the to-do list in the nearest gas station trash can.

So we went rollerskating. And had a blast.

This has turned into somewhat of a regular ritual now, and I think the current plan is to go once a month to the local rink.

Rollerskating as an adult is a bit different than when I was a kid. For one thing, I'm one of the only two adults there without a child also rolling around the wood floor. It's also about 20% actually skating and 80% dodging children who range from those doing tricks on the rink and those desperately trying to keep themselves upright. I also have found that the next day my hips ache a little more than they used to.

The scary part is that I've turned into my mother out there. I scream, "Watch where you're going!" and "Hey, you're supposed to be going THAT way!" I've even come frighteningly close to knocking over a few kids who get in my way. I mean, I have some races coming up, and I don't want to limp to the start line just because I fell on my butt because a seven year old crossed my path on the skating rink.

It's all in good fun.

I'm all for any activity that let's my brain rest, and this certainly does it. I roll and slide to the music and let the thoughts in my head just tumble around. That's a nice change of pace from the regularly scheduled THOUGHTS that SCREAM inside it.

It's also a good excuse to enjoy a Mountain Dew. I've enjoyed that drink since the time I was 12 and a cute boy named Tony asked for a sip of my drink. He proclaimed that Mountain Dew "tasted like piss" as he proceeded to consume half of it.

Ahh, the memories. Who woulda thought that I'd still be making rollerskating memories at the ripe age of 32?

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