Brett's work decided to reward his department by having a party at Lagoon yesterday. (For those of you who don't know, Lagoon is the theme park just north of Salt Lake.) We were really excited, especially since being pregnant severely limited my roller coaster riding, and I had never been to Lagoon. So we drove down to Santaquin and dropped Kennedy off at Grandma Lee's and headed up north for some fun.
We got in line for The Spider much later that day, and having forgotton about the earlier nose picking incident, we were horrified to see that the ride operator was picking his nose. In broad daylight. In front of hundreds of people. We were laughing so hard about it, and we were beginning to think that it must be a requirement that you pick your nose while working at Lagoon.
I know that you will think that I am making it up when I tell you that as we were leaving the park, the boy working the exit had his finger so far up his nose that we couldn't see it anymore. Needless to say, we discovered that Lagoon = nose picking. Watch out the next time you go.