you thought i was going to say blogging, didn't you? no. well yes, but not today. today my little life win is for any time you, as an adult, can legitimately get yourself into a bouncy castle. those things are the shit, i don't care how old you are.
this actually turned out to be a bang-up idea because after a bit, the thing deflated. it didn't have enough of a power source to keep it running while the kids were on it. or our combined weight deflated it. either way, they picked a different outlet and we saved the day. and the children. (but side note, it's seriously fun to be crawling through a bounce maze and have the thing deflate all around you. an totally awesome version of being trapped. because if i'm going to die, i'd like to go out in a blaze of glory - like being suffocated in an inflatable castle.)
best job ever? i should say so.
the moral of this story: you are never too old for bouncy castles. and you can always use "children's safety" as an excuse to weasel your way in to one before the kids stick their germy snot-nosed hands all over it. and then you should play snake race. where you can't use your hands and you have to keep your arms at your side and wiggle your way to your destination.
and if someone tells you no, you should stop being friends with them, because you don't need that kind of negativity in your life.