Remember...

spending Friday and Saturday evenings at the
Skating Rink with your best girlfriends (circa 1981) wearing your best jeans, perhaps Britannia, Jordache, etc., a plastic comb sticking out of the back pocket, your feathered bangs unable to move due to the extreme amount of Aqua Net and listening to Kenny Rogers "Lady" during couples skate? Well, the outing I took the girls on today had the same vibe...welcome to "The Trampoline Place!" The entire warehouse is filled with various floors of trampolines for your jumping pleasure...with a little Beyonce, Rihanna, etc., playing in the background. What is the comparison you ask? THE KIDS...oh yes, all the same "players." First, we have the very pretty girl that can jump higher than anyone and then do a back flip to top it off, all the while looking around to see who is watching her. This girl (we'll call her Tiffany) is comparable to the the girl at the rink that would get out in the middle of the circle and do spins holding one leg in the air...remember her? We hated her...she took lessons. Then there were the unruly pack of boys that would skate as fast as they could, chasing each other with no regard for others and would elbow their way through...remember how sweaty and gross they were? (we'll call them Dumb and Dumber) Oh yes, I found those same pack of boys at the Trampoline Place. Running/jumping/chasing from pod to pod knocking the smaller kids (Claire) out of the way...catapulting her to heights she never imagined. sad. Overall, it was a great time...burned a lot of calories, tuckered out the kids and brought back some fond memories. By the way, the top picture is me trying to be Tiffany...didn't work out so well.