Never ride the Raptor

We went to Cedar Point over this past weekend with Grandma Patty and took this new $1,300 van I just purchased a few weeks ago. I'm pretty sure this van has been under water at some point in time, mostly because things that typically aren't exposed to water inside a vehicle are rusty and nonfunctional. Its a 2001 Pontiac Montana with 127,000 miles on it. The drivers side window won't roll up, the back door won't open and the other back door only opens from the inside. The glove box fell off, the cup holder also fell off and the bumper is about to go too. Oh and the blinkers sometime turn on for no apparent reason. BUT, the good news is it made it to Detroit and back, no problems. The motor and transmission seem solid...so far... and that water leak that drips on my foot sometimes? Not the heater core like I previously thought, just bad seals on the windshield that leak a little rain water is all! (pray for my Pontiac if you get the chance PLEASE!). Oh and did I mention it was only $1,300?? Thats the other positive :)

So Cedar Point with an 8, 11, and nearly 60 year old Granma...AWESOME! Can I just say my mom is one seriously cool Grandma, she went on more rides with my kids than I did. She did have a habit of swearing before the ride began on some of the bigger thrill rides but my kids thought it was hilarious. Miles sat next to her on the Top thrill dragster while she was repeatedly blurting out "shit shit shit shit shit". I don't think most Grandmas her age would be up for the stuff she does, its too bad we don't get to see her more, she is super fun!

Zoe and Miles rode everything, which was great but made me feel a bit old, now that they can actually go on more rides than me. I was wiped out by the end of the day and figured it was a good idea to hit The Raptor on the way out of the park, it was a choice I'd later regret. I was sick for the next hour and a half thru going out to a late dinner and scrambling to figure out where our hotel was but it felt GOOD to lay down finally.

And I love how on the ride home my mom kept bringing up how she believes in God when she looks around at nature..."just not the other guy" she says. I wish she knew how much "the other guy" loves her.