Jovers

I have worn glasses since the fourth grade. I remember in elementary school, there were days that we all had to go to the nurse to check our vision. I remember squinting through the little machine, trying to make out the blurry letters and numbers. I brought the note home to mom and she told me I would need glasses. I was excited to get my first pair of glasses, but the excitement of wearing them wore out quickly. By middle school, I just wished I would be bit by some magical creature that would give me super human eyesight so I wouldn’t have to wear the dumb things anymore.

Sometime during my eighth grade year, I decided I wanted to try and get contacts. So my mom took me to the eye doctor and I had my eye exam. They sat me down to teach me how to put them in and take them our properly. After a few minutes, I got the right lens into my eye. Suddenly I became hot and started to perspire. My head was swimming and the only thing I could think was “get to mom, tell her I don’t feel good.” So I stood up from my chair and my vision went black. I tumbled to the ground and I distinctly remember the receptionist yelling, “Do I need to call 9-1-1?!”

Needless to say, I hadn’t been keen on trying contacts for a long, long time.

But since I’ve been engaged, I had decided one thing: I don’t want to walk down the aisle with glasses on. I could do it; some brides look amazing with them and pull it off so well, but I knew that looking back, I would regret wearing them. So I put on my big girl panties and made an appointment for the eye doctor.

We went through the routine eye exam and they sat me down to teach me, once more, how to properly put them in and take them out. I was nervous; I didn’t want a repeat of the last time, but I felt fine and put the right lens in fairly quickly. As I started to reach for the left lens, I became warm and I sighed, knowing the signs of when I may pass out. So I told the lady helping me that I get queasy easily and needed to take a minute. My head started to get dizzy so I laid my head down and then I broke into a cold sweat. After about five minutes, I started to feel better. I was so thankful that the lady was so patient. I was embarrassed so as quickly as I could, I put the second lens in and then took them both back out.

After that, I was fine and I figured I might as well just get over it and order them. So we paid and now I no longer wear glasses.

I actually enjoy wearing them so far. It’s all the little things, like finally being able to wear sunglasses! I had a pair that I could wear over my regular glasses, but it was still a pain and uncomfortable and looked kinda weird. Also, not having to worry about them flying off your face on roller coasters. And when it rains, I no longer have to wipe my glasses off on my shirt. Just got the rain fallin’ in my eyeballs.

Overall, really happy with them. I really thought I would never get them because I am such a wuss, but I put on my big girl panties and sucked it up! After about two and a half weeks of wearing them, I still like them. It’s kind of a pain putting them in and out (even though it only takes me a minute now) because I still don’t like doing it, but the sacrifices we make for beauty, sticking our fingers in our eyes and whatnot.

It is so hard for me to think of birthday presents for Andrew. And being me, it can’t just be a movie or a video game. It needs to be Awesome, Unique, and way Cooler Than Everyone Else’s presents. Because of this, I am brainstorming ideas practically year round. (Not only are there birthdays to consider, but Christmas and Valentine’s Day and sometimes we do anniversary gifts!)

Back in April, I was trying to think of a good present. I suppose it started by me thinking that Andrew and I had never been on a road trip before – that would be so much fun! – we should do it this summer! – we both love amusement parks! – Cedar Point and King’s Island are in… OHIO! I talked to him about it and he loved the idea. I wouldn’t be able to afford to pay all of it, but we booked the hotel rooms, set up an itinerary, and waited impatiently for August to come.

Andrew spent all summer in Kansas City working and going to school while I came back home to Saint Louis. It was kind of rough, not being able to see him hardly at all, so I was so excited to be able to spend an entire week with him.

Sunday morning, we woke up bright and early (5:30 AM to be exact) and were on the road by 6:30 AM. We reached Mason, Ohio, and checked into our first hotel. I was really nervous because we are both only 20 and almost all hotels require that you be 21 to book and stay in a room. But we had no problems at all (thank goodness!) and unloaded our stuff. We then drove to King’s Island and I was practically dancing in my seat, I was so excited. King’s Island is more of a local amusement park, but it is still far better than anything we have near Saint Louis.

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As soon as you walk in, you see this giant replica of the Eiffel Tower. We were going to go up to the top, but we didn’t really have the time. Andrew grabbed a map and started planning our beautiful day full of cotton candy, pretzels, and roller coasters. He even put in order which roller coasters we should do first and which we should do last.

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Our favorite ride that first day was called the Diamondback. It was a fast, steel roller coaster that had large hills and fun turns, but most of all it was smooth. We weren’t big fans of the wooden ones because they were so jerky. Roller coasters don’t really scare me, and they have never made me nauseous in the past, but I guess I just rode weenie roller coasters.

They had a laying down roller coaster named the Firehawk and me and Andrew had never been on one like that. You sit down in the seat like a normal train, but then it lowers you down onto your back. On the first hill, it does half a corkscrew so you are hanging in your seat – it felt like you were flying! The first half of the ride was so much fun, but about halfway through, there were several corkscrews in a row and it was like I was being flung in large circles. I started to feel sick. By the time the ride was done, I had a huge headache and didn’t have anymore plans to ride that one again. Our train came back into the station and as we we waited. for our seats to be raised back up (we were still in the laying down position). And waited. Finally they announced they were having mechanical issues and were trying to get us back into the upright position as fast as they could. I just giggled and held Andrew’s hand. He joked how romantic being stuck on a roller coaster together was.

After about ten minutes, we were raised back up. Andrew and I both had a bit of a blood rush so we thought we’d take a break and go eat some grub. I can’t even tell you how much food we got that first day – we were so excited for amusement park food! We didn’t stay real late the first day because we were both so tired for being in the car six and a half hours that morning and those two rides had really done me in. So by 6 o’clock we headed back to the hotel.

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On day two, we headed back to King’s Island to ride all the roller coasters we hadn’t rode yet. My favorite that day was one called the Flight of Fear, which was an indoor roller coaster that launches you out onto the tracks. Andrew also won me a cute prize pikachu from one of the game booths. :love:

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I wish we could’ve stayed late that night to see the whole park lit up, but we had to drive four hours to Sandusky, Ohio, where Cedar Point is.

The drive there was relatively eventless, but Andrew’s GPS on his phone took us on some creepy country backroads. One of the roads was closed that we were supposed to take, so that was slightly nervewracking, but we arrived safe and sound at our second hotel! We woke up early on Tuesday to get to Cedar Point. More excitement. Cedar Point is considered the best amusement park in the world and has received that reward for the last ten years (or something like that). It definitely lived up to our expectations. It was also much bigger than King’s Island – there were like forty roller coasters! And we rode every, single, one.

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The first thing you see when you enter the park is this massive, winged roller coaster. We had to ride it. Called the Gatekeeper, the seats are on the side of the track instead of on top of or below, like a normal train, hence why it is called a “wing roller coaster.” It was hands-down our favorite ride of the week. It was smooth, fast, fun, high, and so much fun. I think our second favorite was the Top Thrill Dragster. It launches you from 0 to 120mph in just four seconds straight up a 90 degree angle 420 feet. You barely crest the top hill and drop down the other side at a 90 degree angle. For such a simple ride, it is so much fun. Sometimes the train doesn’t go over the hill and will come back down backwards. They posted signs that this may happen and to not be alarmed. Andrew and I both hoped that it would happen to us but in the two times we rode it, it didn’t. Nonetheless, super fun!

The third roller coaster I want to highlight was one that I enjoyed more than Andrew. It was a standing roller coaster, called the Mantis, which neither of us had ever done before. There’s a support that runs between your legs in case you need it and the entire ride Andrew was nervous that the roller coaster would jerk the wrong way and hit him in the crotch, so he didn’t enjoy it as much because of that. It was so bizarre to be doing loops and corkscrews standing up – definitely something to try! When we were coming back into the station, we got stuck again. I joked that I had never in my life been stuck on a ride but when we do, we get stuck on the most uncomfortable ones! I wasn’t too upset, though.

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On our second day there, we got ice cream at this little stand and totally underestimated how much they were going to give us. We both got our own and then wished we hadn’t (or I did at least – Andrew insisted on eating all of his!). I got a vanilla banana swirl in a dish and he got blueberry covered in sprinkles on a cone. I wished I would have gotten the blueberry instead because it was so good. I wouldn’t call it blueberry flavored though, because it didn’t taste like that to me. It tasted more like cotton candy, maybe? So delicious.

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We stayed until close because we both wanted to make our last day last as long as it possibly could. We rode the Ferris Wheel as our last ride to end our romantic week away. It was a little chilly up that high, so I snuggled close to my fiancee and just closed my eyes, soaking it all in. Soon enough, it was time to go. I can’t believe it’s already over, honestly. We had both been looking forward to the road trip for so long and I feel like it when by in a heartbeat! But it was worth every penny we spent and I can’t wait to do these more often with my future husband. :love:

Look ma, no glasses!

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