Mind if I ask why the interest in MLK vs Presidents?
From school?
MLK was the one thing in kindergarten (which was a very bad year for her) that really resonated for her. He has stuck with her ever since. Each year, they study him the week of MLK Day, and she loves it (she also really enjoyed learning about Abe Lincoln this year). I think a lot of it is because she is a child of color growing up in a white family - when she first learned of MLK in kindergarten, she came home and explained to me that, a long time ago, we couldn't be a family, but because of MLK, we could be together.
True story.
Tonight, Ruby felt like going for a little drive out to a local hot dog place.
They put relish, mustard and onions on their dogs.
I ordered mine with the works... and pickles.
I would have been just fine with your order MINUS most of "the works" - condiments are not my friend.
RGirl - 2 points for not being alone. No self-hugs required.
These are possibly the saddest bonus points of all time. I'm happy to have them, don't get me wrong, but *sigh*.
By now, you should have figured out how to get points in this game...
I'm thinking it's basically the DIS equivalent of pulling down your pants and sliding on the ice?
Where did all these people come from?
And how did they get here so fast, ahead of me?
There were about a dozen people already waiting to ride.
Talk about deflating one's ego!
I was so sure I had that race won!
Or at least placed.
I didn't even show.
So disappointing!
Oh, settle down.
Yes, I know some of you really like this ride.
And to be honest... it exceeded my expectations.
I found it interesting. And interesting is good.
Interesting is not boring.
And you said it was good. So I went.
Happy?
I'm interested to see if Willow and I still enjoy it as much as we did in years past. I have no idea why we liked it so much - I'm thinking just the peace and quiet and cool air after all the crazy?
And here's another one, once we were all on board.
I'd never done the car design thingy before,
so it took me a while to get up to speed (see what I did there?)
I do, I do see what you did there.
I designed my car to look like something I'd want to drive,
not necessarily something that would be fastest or most this or that.
Willow took the exact same approach - I'm thinking your cars may have looked a little different, however......
We did the less intense green first...
and we all loved it!
We thought, "If that was good... more's got to be better!"
So we rode the orange side.
That's exactly what we did!!!
It felt like a ball of yeast was rising in my stomach and I just didn't knead that.
Oh, um, we didn't have quite the same yeasty reaction.
(Is anyone else a big enough geek and lame enough to admit
that they too flip all the toggles and push all the buttons?
Anyone?)
Of course! The whole mission might be aborted or end in death if we didn't!!!!
I sashayed off in the general direction of WS.
The Return of The Sashay!!!!
Holy smokes is this thing ever LOUD!
People over in Mexico were stopping to see what all the commotion was about.
And I don't mean the Mexico pavilion, I mean Mexico Mexico.
As in make a run for the border.
I am not making this up. This honest-to-heck happened...
I placed the telephone receiver back onto the cradle.
And the very second... the instant I did so...
Both kids tell me they've changed their minds and now want to go to Epcot.
I believe it. I feel like this stuff is always happening around here.
(fine... dinner time... happy?)
Yes! Yes, I am SO happy!
I heard one woman exclaim. "Oh! It's going to say Jessica!"
I may die. This is AWESOME!
While I was waiting in line, I heard a CLANG! that came from right beside me.
A little boy (about 8?) was playing with the ropes
and had managed to unhook one end and let it drop to the floor.
I assumed his mother, who was right beside him,
would tell him not play with the ropes and pick it up.
But she couldn't be bothered. She was on the phone.
Goodness knows that's much more important than parenting.
She glanced at her son and went back to ignoring him.
I bent down, picked up the rope and hooked it back up.
I moved up a bit and they, being on the other side of the rope,
moved in the opposite direction.
A moment later... CLANG!
The mother (and I use that term very loosely) was still on the phone,
so it wasn't her problem.
*sigh*
Yay!
Nice choice!
Ya know. Being a typical guy, I can't stand shopping.
Grocery shopping I don't mind, but any other kind...
Well, tools. I don't mind.
Grocery and tool shopping...
Books. I like books.
Grocery, tools and book shopping I don't mind...
Hmm, that's three types of shopping that you have over me. I do NOT care for shopping at all!
Oh, Japan - the non-Epcot version is Willow's and my Big Dream vacation.
I walked up to him and said...
"Hey man, can I borrow some of your pot?"
Okay, I thought I was going to die before over Jessica, but I was wrong. This KILLS me!!!
Seriously - you may have just killed me. I will finish my comments, but then I am going to FALL DOWN!
Bonus questions!
1. What did I need to make me feel more at ease in France?
2. How many people were on Living With the Land with me? (Hint: < 10)
3. Find the burning bush.
1. Um, a croissant?
No, a cigarette?
I'm going with beret.
2. I am going to say 1 other than you, despite the photographic evidence of 0.
3. Hang on while I race to Mount Horeb.....
Finally... Finally!
I was heading out to do something that I'd never thought I'd do.
Something that I'm willing to bet very few,
possibly none of you reading this, have done.
And it's going to blow your minds.
I'm not going to make it a bonus point question.
But feel free to guess what it might be.
Oh, man! I am so stoked to tell you all about it.... next time.
Well, I'd say ride a bus, but......
Um, take the path to DHS?
Can't do it now, though.
Back to reading... 
