Party Time

I'm having fishing withdrawals. With all the rain we've had in the last few months, the level of water in the lake is high so the power company is running the turbines day and night.
That's good for generating power, but it's not good for fishing because I fish for trout below the dam and it's difficult to wade in 15 feet of icy water.
My boss at the paper wanted to go fishing today in Tennessee, but today was our great-nephew Jordan, and our great-niece Breeze's birthday parties and I would not have missed the party unless I had blood spraying from one of my orifices.
We showed up at the party place after 2 p.m. and it's a huge building with blowup slides, jumps, bouncy things, and other stuff for kids.
I menaced the kids for a while but Jordan kept chiding me. He wanted me to get on one of the big slides and chase him.
I pulled my shoes off and jumped on that big old honkin' slide. You climb up one side and slide down the other. Climbing up was a cinch, but sliding down was more of a challenge that I anticipated.
I wound up in a kind of a slide/roll/tumble maneuver. The kids thought it was hilarious. I acted as if I meant to descend that way.
Everyone had a good laugh including me, but I might be a little sore in the morning. Oh yes, Jilda might be a little sore too.