HaleyB
I am not a robot
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Ouch!
Still Feeding Nebo: The may trip final chapter pg 122, Dec. 31
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- Start date
Ouch!
SoonerGirl
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Nov 9, 2006
but nebo is the singer in the family; he really sings good! one time we were watching a playoff game at the bar and he said "let's dance" me:"um, there's no music" him: "don't worry about it". we got up and danced while he sang "always and forever" and this during a PLAYOFF game!(not sure how happy all the OTHER Guys were about it!)
Awwwww, how sweet is that?!!
McDisney
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Aug 4, 2004
Maybe Nebo will loan ya a couple of his precious vic's for that. Or would a hernia med. be more in line?
Hey Nebo better hurry and put a patent on "Nebo", otherwise doctors all over the country will be prescribing neboprophen, or neboden.
anabelle
Did I say that out loud?
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- Apr 14, 2003
Diane,
I hope you sing "these boots are made for walkin" before he sings "Hooked on a Feeling" to you?
Dancing to his own music - such a romantic...you better keep him on a tight leash or some of his adoring Dis'ers might come a knockin'!
He sang "Hooked on a Feeling" ? I don't know if I could handle a man that was that sensitive.
mmeb144
I do my own theme song.
- Joined
- Oct 10, 2000
WOW! Check out my brother, Bill!!!
Sorry, I'm really bored today...
Jaime,
Seperated at birth?
Backstage_Gal
<font color=darkorchid>Let me rephrase the dog ste
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- Apr 8, 2005
Dang, maybe I should divorce DH and remarry him in a few years! But then he neither sings or dances well (although he did tapdance and some hot dicsco back in the day.........)
Now he nebo's his back..........
Now he nebo's his back..........
Donald is #1
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jun 24, 2006
It's Monday. Will there be another installment today? 
nebo
<font color=red>sharkbait<br><font color=teal>Uh o
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Ahahaha. Too funny. Now I'm a verb. You just watch. Next thing you know I'll be an adverb, and by the end of this trippy, I'll be lucky to be a preposition.
(but I do still like to dangle my participle.)
As always, I love your responses, I just can't comment on them all so please don't act like a Nebo if your name isn't mentioned, you guys are the best!
Lexmelinda and YouhooMama. thank you very much. Now that I started this again, I've got the "Easy Peasy, lemon squeezy,,,,,,,,,, and "wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey " thing going on in my head again. I DON"T NEED THIS!
Connie, sorry about your back. Truly! I can emphathiz,,,empathis,,,I can FEEL for you. C'mon over and I'll give you a couple of pk's and we can drool together.
Nanadeb was talking about the tens earlier on, and she just raved about them. Somebody else did too, Oh, Dance2874, or something like that. I don't know, I'll stick with what I know works for now.
Hey Ohmari, we talked for a second last tr, we both laughed at how everybody goes up to Wisconsin on the weekends, and all we want to do is head SOUTH!
(but I do still like to dangle my participle.)
As always, I love your responses, I just can't comment on them all so please don't act like a Nebo if your name isn't mentioned, you guys are the best!
Lexmelinda and YouhooMama. thank you very much. Now that I started this again, I've got the "Easy Peasy, lemon squeezy,,,,,,,,,, and "wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey " thing going on in my head again. I DON"T NEED THIS!
The only song I don't remember is "Wild One,maybe if you sing a few lines, I might remember it.
Anyway, keep going, don't keep us hanging too long. I really do hope your back held out. I do know all about back problems. Back in
'74/'75 when I was a freshman, almost broke it and have had problems ever since.
Connie
Connie, sorry about your back. Truly! I can emphathiz,,,empathis,,,I can FEEL for you. C'mon over and I'll give you a couple of pk's and we can drool together.
Nanadeb was talking about the tens earlier on, and she just raved about them. Somebody else did too, Oh, Dance2874, or something like that. I don't know, I'll stick with what I know works for now.
Hey Ohmari, we talked for a second last tr, we both laughed at how everybody goes up to Wisconsin on the weekends, and all we want to do is head SOUTH!
nebo
<font color=red>sharkbait<br><font color=teal>Uh o
- Joined
- Jul 5, 2006
If you guys think I like doing these trip reports, you would be correct.
If you think I also dread doing these trip reports, you would also be correct.
Especially when the puter is in a snit.
Which it is now.
Evidently, all the photo's I downloaded and then uploaded into Photobuck. and then sideways loaded have maybe tasked my memory. I have a lot of "making room and deleting to do in the next couple days."
I don't know why, computer doesn't even turn ten years old until next year!
I had just better not see "This page cannot be displayed" one more time tonight. Or it's curtains.
Back on the beach, Diane's mope of a husband is like,
"You sure you want to go in there? We have beer in the cooler. I can make you a drink when we get back."
"Yes Dear."
And we park as close as we possibly can.
In deep.
Really deep.
In quicksand.
As we're trudging away, I see two routes.
One is WAY deep, like walking through a swamp. The other is harder sand, but a longer way around.
Wanna guess which way she took?
"This way ok?"
"It's Okeefenokee with me," I responded.
Halfway to the "Beachcomber" I was hoping the Iditarod passed by here, I could use a lift.
When we got in, I climbed on a stool and passed out on the bar.
After the CPR, I ordered a Corona, that was the first word I heard when I came to.
The timing turned out to be perfect. The Derby was just about to start.
Melinda? Hope you didn't put any money on my selection last February, Scat Daddy.
NOT!
Horses should know, never turn to smile at the camera for a photo finish.
Apparently, they had a pool going on and a woman one it. She bought the bar a round bless her heart.
Now we have two Coronas.
We really liked the place, it seemed that it had a lot of "regulars" in it.
Even people older than us.
Oh, sorry honey. Older than Me.
I was just wondering where they all parked.
We also looked at the menu and the prices were really reasonable. Our Coronas were only two fifty. They had a lunch and dinner menu of basically sandwiches and fries that were also cheap. The fourteen year old bartender saw me looking at the menu and told me they open at six in the morning for breakfast, too.
Well, she looked that young to me. Maybe she was 15.
We left after the 2 beers, it was a fun time, talked to this old guy who retired there and said he just loves it.
As we were leaving, someone said;
"Good luck, Chicago, hope you make it out."
hang on, brb
If you think I also dread doing these trip reports, you would also be correct.
Especially when the puter is in a snit.
Which it is now.
Evidently, all the photo's I downloaded and then uploaded into Photobuck. and then sideways loaded have maybe tasked my memory. I have a lot of "making room and deleting to do in the next couple days."
I don't know why, computer doesn't even turn ten years old until next year!
I had just better not see "This page cannot be displayed" one more time tonight. Or it's curtains.
Back on the beach, Diane's mope of a husband is like,
"You sure you want to go in there? We have beer in the cooler. I can make you a drink when we get back."
"Yes Dear."
And we park as close as we possibly can.
In deep.
Really deep.
In quicksand.
As we're trudging away, I see two routes.
One is WAY deep, like walking through a swamp. The other is harder sand, but a longer way around.
Wanna guess which way she took?
"This way ok?"
"It's Okeefenokee with me," I responded.
Halfway to the "Beachcomber" I was hoping the Iditarod passed by here, I could use a lift.
When we got in, I climbed on a stool and passed out on the bar.
After the CPR, I ordered a Corona, that was the first word I heard when I came to.
The timing turned out to be perfect. The Derby was just about to start.
Melinda? Hope you didn't put any money on my selection last February, Scat Daddy.
NOT!
Horses should know, never turn to smile at the camera for a photo finish.
Apparently, they had a pool going on and a woman one it. She bought the bar a round bless her heart.
Now we have two Coronas.
We really liked the place, it seemed that it had a lot of "regulars" in it.
Even people older than us.
Oh, sorry honey. Older than Me.
I was just wondering where they all parked.
We also looked at the menu and the prices were really reasonable. Our Coronas were only two fifty. They had a lunch and dinner menu of basically sandwiches and fries that were also cheap. The fourteen year old bartender saw me looking at the menu and told me they open at six in the morning for breakfast, too.
Well, she looked that young to me. Maybe she was 15.
We left after the 2 beers, it was a fun time, talked to this old guy who retired there and said he just loves it.
As we were leaving, someone said;
"Good luck, Chicago, hope you make it out."
hang on, brb
nebo
<font color=red>sharkbait<br><font color=teal>Uh o
- Joined
- Jul 5, 2006
Ok, when he said "Good luck" , I almost didn't think twice about it, but then it ocurred to me, "he doesn't know where we parked".
"Excuse me?"
He said, "Well fella, it's a long way down to the exit." Somebody else said,"yeah, 1.8 miles to be exact."
"HUH?" "I can't go out the way I came in?"
"NO!" " Didn't Hooks tell you?"
(hooks?)
"Musta slipped his mind. So, what do I have to do?"
I was told to just follow the pylons down to the exit, can't miss it.
"Thanks."
"Oh, and give my best to Hooks."
Back in the car, I start to grab her hand again.
"Dear Heavenly,,,,"
"Oh stop it!" "Just do what comes naturally to you when you drive."
I was.
A little ways away from us, I see a guy in a big pickup. I can hear the engine rev, but the truck just seems to be sinking lower instead of moving.
Instead of low forward, I put it in reverse instead, and slowly gave it gas. It moved back a couple of feet, then I switched back to forward just as it was stopping. Now I could use my ruts and we slowly pulled out of there and started following the pylons.
A block down, a Grand Cherokee pulled out right in front of us, doing all of 3 miles an hour. It didn't seem right to pass him, plus I had another guy using my ruts right behind me.
The funny thing was , was there was actually a speed limit sign.
15.
This guy is doing 6.
Sideways.
Finally, we made it to an exit sign.
And I couldn't believe it.
There was a cop there, closing up the gates, with a sign that said another 3 quarters of a mile down. The jeep swerved, but he slowed down too much.
I actually circled him like Indians and a stagecoach and kept going.
Yep! I figured he was the cop's responsibility now
The guy behind me just followed right along with me. By now I thought he would end up following us to the Comfort Inn, hope he didn't want any of our cold chicken.
Finally found the exit and let me tell you, a major sigh of relief when we hit concrete and asphalt again. Back on A!A, it was a drive to get back to the motel. But I was smiling. I was the proud papa of our little Santa Fe.
(uh, Hundaii? endorsement deal here? There's at least five people reading this if you don't count Jaime's 18 screen names)
Back in the room, I was still pumped. And reality hit. Can't smoke in here.
So I suggested we go to the pool and use the hot tub. Saw plenty of ashtrays down there.
In the pool area, we grab a table by the hot tub. There are about 5 teenagers hanging around, some in the pool, some in the tub.
Now, this part is important, pay attention.
We took a table right in front of the hot tub's "rules' sign. Just when we sat down, the jacuzzi stopped jacuzzing. (boy, you can see them lining up to correct the spelling on that one)
On the post that held the rules sign, was a "button". And I had a pretty good idea what it was for.
The teenagers that were in the tub, TALKING ON THEIR CELL-PHONES, got out. I actually think they may have been talking to each other. I pointed out the button to Diane, and she understood immediately.
The kids left the area, Diane got in the tub, and I went over and pressed the button.
Bingo! Gushes of water and bubbles.
I figured it was on a timer, and now we have it to ourselves.
I know, I'm so cruel.
Tough!
After a bit of enjoying ourselves, BY ourselves, (stop it Winkers, don't go there), a couple of couples also joined us. They were our age, maybe a couple years older. 3 of them got in right away, the last guy hesitated.
And for good reason.
There was still a little light left, and you could see he was burned to a crisp.
He looked like a lobster!
Diane even said please don't tell me you're coming in, but, he did. Some introductions were kind of made, I had turned into the Invisible man again.
They were all chatting, then lobster man said "Hey, Diane's husband, what did you spend to stay here tonight?"
Wow! He knew my name!
And I told him, " 69 bucks".
Man, if looks can kill.
They had all spent 99. No wonder Saudi guy was anxious for us to cancel.
At this point, Diane got out, to have a smoke.
At the table.
In front of the sign.
In front of the button.
Then I got up to go back to the room and take a leak.
"You leaving too, Diane's husband?"
"Just for a second, Market Price, be right back."
And when I was about ten feet away, I guess the damn thing shut off.
Yup, I could hear them all laughing as I was on my way to the room.
"Hey, where did the bubbles go?"
Diane; "Oh, Steve will be right back."
Ah ha ha ha
Now, I didn't know this all took place.
And I come right back, and just as I was getting in again, I noticed no bubbles.
"Hey where did ,,,"
And Diane pressed the button again.
goodnight all
"Excuse me?"
He said, "Well fella, it's a long way down to the exit." Somebody else said,"yeah, 1.8 miles to be exact."
"HUH?" "I can't go out the way I came in?"
"NO!" " Didn't Hooks tell you?"
(hooks?)
"Musta slipped his mind. So, what do I have to do?"
I was told to just follow the pylons down to the exit, can't miss it.
"Thanks."
"Oh, and give my best to Hooks."
Back in the car, I start to grab her hand again.
"Dear Heavenly,,,,"
"Oh stop it!" "Just do what comes naturally to you when you drive."
I was.
A little ways away from us, I see a guy in a big pickup. I can hear the engine rev, but the truck just seems to be sinking lower instead of moving.
Instead of low forward, I put it in reverse instead, and slowly gave it gas. It moved back a couple of feet, then I switched back to forward just as it was stopping. Now I could use my ruts and we slowly pulled out of there and started following the pylons.
A block down, a Grand Cherokee pulled out right in front of us, doing all of 3 miles an hour. It didn't seem right to pass him, plus I had another guy using my ruts right behind me.
The funny thing was , was there was actually a speed limit sign.
15.
This guy is doing 6.
Sideways.
Finally, we made it to an exit sign.
And I couldn't believe it.
There was a cop there, closing up the gates, with a sign that said another 3 quarters of a mile down. The jeep swerved, but he slowed down too much.
I actually circled him like Indians and a stagecoach and kept going.
Yep! I figured he was the cop's responsibility now
The guy behind me just followed right along with me. By now I thought he would end up following us to the Comfort Inn, hope he didn't want any of our cold chicken.
Finally found the exit and let me tell you, a major sigh of relief when we hit concrete and asphalt again. Back on A!A, it was a drive to get back to the motel. But I was smiling. I was the proud papa of our little Santa Fe.
(uh, Hundaii? endorsement deal here? There's at least five people reading this if you don't count Jaime's 18 screen names)
Back in the room, I was still pumped. And reality hit. Can't smoke in here.
So I suggested we go to the pool and use the hot tub. Saw plenty of ashtrays down there.
In the pool area, we grab a table by the hot tub. There are about 5 teenagers hanging around, some in the pool, some in the tub.
Now, this part is important, pay attention.
We took a table right in front of the hot tub's "rules' sign. Just when we sat down, the jacuzzi stopped jacuzzing. (boy, you can see them lining up to correct the spelling on that one)
On the post that held the rules sign, was a "button". And I had a pretty good idea what it was for.
The teenagers that were in the tub, TALKING ON THEIR CELL-PHONES, got out. I actually think they may have been talking to each other. I pointed out the button to Diane, and she understood immediately.
The kids left the area, Diane got in the tub, and I went over and pressed the button.
Bingo! Gushes of water and bubbles.
I figured it was on a timer, and now we have it to ourselves.
I know, I'm so cruel.
Tough!
After a bit of enjoying ourselves, BY ourselves, (stop it Winkers, don't go there), a couple of couples also joined us. They were our age, maybe a couple years older. 3 of them got in right away, the last guy hesitated.
And for good reason.
There was still a little light left, and you could see he was burned to a crisp.
He looked like a lobster!
Diane even said please don't tell me you're coming in, but, he did. Some introductions were kind of made, I had turned into the Invisible man again.
They were all chatting, then lobster man said "Hey, Diane's husband, what did you spend to stay here tonight?"
Wow! He knew my name!
And I told him, " 69 bucks".
Man, if looks can kill.
They had all spent 99. No wonder Saudi guy was anxious for us to cancel.
At this point, Diane got out, to have a smoke.
At the table.
In front of the sign.
In front of the button.
Then I got up to go back to the room and take a leak.
"You leaving too, Diane's husband?"
"Just for a second, Market Price, be right back."
And when I was about ten feet away, I guess the damn thing shut off.
Yup, I could hear them all laughing as I was on my way to the room.
"Hey, where did the bubbles go?"
Diane; "Oh, Steve will be right back."
Ah ha ha ha
Now, I didn't know this all took place.
And I come right back, and just as I was getting in again, I noticed no bubbles.
"Hey where did ,,,"
And Diane pressed the button again.
goodnight all
Friendly Frog
DIS veteran with a mouse on her back.
- Joined
- Jul 31, 2005
nevermind he WAS right back...
Great trip report so far and very funny.
disneymoon_0307
Disney World is my 2nd home!!!
- Joined
- Mar 22, 2006
I just found your TR and loving it. I'm sorry but I don't know who you are, have never heard of you before. But I look forward to hearing more from ya.
You are a very intresting guy. You and your wife remind me of my soon to be inlaws. 
Keep it coming.
You are a very intresting guy. You and your wife remind me of my soon to be inlaws. Keep it coming.
smidgy
dimples
- Joined
- Aug 27, 2006
suzflee: "you better keep him on a short leash or some of his adoring dis'ers might come a knockin'"
I don't believe in leashes, don't need them; if they were were needed, they wouldn't work anyway.
disney moon: "you and your wife remind me of my soon to be in-laws"
they must be great, fun-loving folks! (since you are just starting out on this journey of marriage, pattern yourselves after them! have fun, keep loving, laughing;never stop reading and learning;and growing together. you'll hear tons of advice about romance, but never underestimate keeping a sharp wit about you, a good sense of humor, and true companionship)
I don't believe in leashes, don't need them; if they were were needed, they wouldn't work anyway.
disney moon: "you and your wife remind me of my soon to be in-laws"
they must be great, fun-loving folks!
(since you are just starting out on this journey of marriage, pattern yourselves after them! have fun, keep loving, laughing;never stop reading and learning;and growing together. you'll hear tons of advice about romance, but never underestimate keeping a sharp wit about you, a good sense of humor, and true companionship)Thanks, I learn something here every day!
Smidgy, you're right about the leashes...I cringe when I see them on children so I can't imagine what they would look like on a spouse!
Loved the bubbles! That was a good one.
lexmelinda
<font color=blue>Has a Seussical googling DD<br><f
- Joined
- Apr 21, 2006
Not saying anything...just sitting here.Well, he finished!? I had my dollar on an equally loser-ish horse.
At least they HAVE cell phones.
Good one! Did that guy really call you Diane's husband?
Back to the room for a can of pork & beans?
Good stuff....I'll just wait right here til Thursday. K?
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