Moving on... Six Flags was awesome, until Josh lost his phone. Yup. He lost his cell phone. At the end of all the rides, they have this little guy saying "please check all your pockets to make sure that you still have everything that you started with". Well, we get off of the Texas Giant (one of the top 10 ranked wooden roller coasters in the world (read: super fun, super fast, super jerky))
, and we both check our pockets like the little guy says. Josh just looks at me and says, "I don't have my phone." Well, goo. The seats for the next set of riders were already full, so we couldn't go check the seats. Also, he couldn't remember if he had it after the end of the last coaster we were on (Batman), so we decided to start our search there to see if anyone had found it after we left. Now, for those of you who have never been to the original Six Flags Over Texas, let me just tell you, it is 212 acres big, and the Texas Giant and Batman are on complete opposite sides of the park. Add to that that I'm pretty sure it was pushing 100* outside, and the place was full of kids and parents milling around. SO, we finally got to the other side of the park and asked the Batman guy what to do about a lost cell phone. Now (again, for those of you who don't know), Batman looks like this...
See all those little legs sticking up in the air? Yeah, your feet are free underneath you, and Josh's phone was in the cargo pocket of his shorts. Therefore, if he lost it on Batman, it was definitely not still in the seat. Well, the Batman guy said that they check underneath and around the ride every night for lost things, so if we just report it to security, they'll send it back to us if they find it. Bummer. So we went and reported our lost phone to security, gave them my number, our address, etc... By this point it was 1:30 or 2 and we were both super hot and pretty tired, so we decided to go for one more round on the Texas Giant (Titan was closed all day, by the way, I was pretty unhappy.) and call it quits for the day. An hour later, we're finally back in our hotel, both dehydrated, both exhausted from the heat, I look at my phone and I have a voicemail. Knowing what it is before I check it, I listen. They found his phone (yay!). So we turned around, parked way out in the farthest lot possible (I'm not even kidding), and retrieved his phone (yay!).
Anyway, that is the story of Josh and his phone at Six Flags.
On a totally different note, a while back I sent my sister a box of fabric from my wedding (at our reception we did a lot with textures) (she's amazing and is going to make Josh and myself a quilt with it) and included a set of fat quarters that I found and knew that she just had to have. So I get this email from her today and she says, "hey, look what I made with those fat quarters!"