Tuesday July 14th aka Day 3 Part 4 aka gonna GROSSH y'all OUT~
It was threatening to rain hard. Really hard. not like Southern Ontario hard but Florida hard. The difference is in the size of raindrops. Florida raindrops are huge like the size of biscuits. Fat Rain... we call it. Just like the blades of grass in Florida. Huge huge blades. Fat Kush... we call it. NOSnoopdogg.
Have I mentioned I'm a big fan yet?
Of the Dogg btw. Not wasting my life on a couch eating Doritos, contemplating the circumference of my juicy boogers and planning an awesome future which I won't have the energy for. Cause of life in stonedtown.
Life lesson KIDZ! My kids.
Have to say things like that all the time as a parent to teenagers who now think I'm a total hypocrite cause of the Snoop Doggie love thingie. *sigh*
He's funny. That's what I like. And that's all. There.
Where was I?
Oh yes. Rain.
Looking like rain so we headed to the lockers, grabbed some stuff and threw some clothing on. Headed out of the park along with a boat load of other riff raff which could tell it was going to rain.
Because their ankles were aching. NOMellyman. You fully earned it. The broken leg which gave you the arthritis. You DID score the goal as you hit the boards. And shattered your fibula. WE know. WE KNOW.
Everyone knows. Heh heh.
Back into the clown car and off to THE FUDD. (Note here to Ash... yes we indeed had planned to miss DTD or Disney Springs this whole trip. Bunch of a mess it is right now. Truly.)
However... we DID plan to eat offsite a few times. We gangsta bad.
As we entered the Crossroads Plaza (?) the Fat Rain drops started. I asked Mellyman to please please drop me at the door of Fuddruckers so I didn't get my already wet hair wet.
***?????? Anyhow, he did it cause Mellyman is all gentleman like that and likes to be sweetish to Me(l) on occasion. THANKS MELLY!!!!
I went in and he parked as the storm hit. OHHHHHHH it really hit instantly. Wow. was a real downpour.
Mellyman came in dripping wet. I pretended not to notice and looked at the menu wall. But he asked what I was going to get and if "dry" was as nice as it looked?
Heheheh.
He decided on a burger and I told him to go get a table. I would do the rest. As he was creating quite the puddle which was actually a slip zone hazard.
I ordered two bottles of beer. One 1/2 lb burger for him, one grilled chicken burger for myself, a large order of wedge fries and a large order of well done onion rings. YUM! E!
Brought our beers and to the booth and told Mellyman to go and start foraging for pickles, mayo, ketchup, bbq sauce and hotfakecheesegoo. LOTS.
Off he went. On his mission.
I prepared our napkins.
He came back with tons of little paper containers full of questionable nutritional value.
Our food was ready and quickly we had baskets of burgers, fries and onion rings. We headed up to the topping bar to do some damage. Ohhh this is what I LOVE about The Fudd besides their wonderful buns. Fresh hot buns. Topping bars, buffets, cafeteria style eateries and salad bars don't seem to exist much in Canada. To our detriment. So we like to take advantage of the rare thrill when in the America. That is why we like to eat offsite on occasion. Plus you guys in America have way more chain restaurants than we do. Which you can certainly turn your noses down at but is a true novelty for us Northerners. Say what you will about Ruby Tuesday. They have a SALAD BAR. I *almost* like the restaurant better than the Stones song.
EEEEEEK~ Rock felony.
We came back to the table after making our burgers so large with toppings that I wasn't sure how we would get them into our mouths. Without unhinging our jaws like anacondas.
Which is a lil jokey poo. It's a myth. NOD to Vector our Science Director.
Mellyman: Mel! Look at all this food. It's ridiculous. We can't possibly eat all this. What were you thinking?
Me(l): Just watch you. Heh heh.
Mellyman: Mel there's no way. And what the hell is that pile beside your burger?
Me(l): Topping bar salad with lettuce, onions, tomatoes, pickles, peppers and pico de gallo.
Mellyman: Where did you find French dressing? I didn't see dressing.
Me(l): It's hot cheese goo dressing.
Mellyman: OMG. You complete me.
Yes... and it was pretty good. So there.
We started to eat. And eat. Eat eat eat. And guess what? We ate it all~~~ Yes we did. And... for everyone's information: Mayo on a hotdog is pretty good. And just give it one try. You'll be sold.
We had a great lunch at The Fudd! And we'll be back again later this year with all the happyhaunts in tow. (Yes Beth... that was INDEED both a threat and a promise!)
We decided that since the storm had stopped during our lunch we would not head to Walmart to return our POC camera and instead head back to Typhoon Lagoon for some more fun in the sun. Since the morning had been so stellar heh heh.
Back in the tiny red cherry car and back to the park.
Back to the lockers, change and stow and back to our premium Getaway Glen digs bought and paid for with my dignity. All was good.
Especially since premium bikini lady was there again.
I looked at Mellyman and he gave me an instant INSTANT double thumbs down. I laffed hard cause he did it with a straight face and that was soooo cute lol! So I said to him that maybe just maybe I should try and compete with stunning bikini goddess. And buy an equally tiny and tightest bikini evah. And guess what he did? Right then.
He Neil Young'd me!
He said, "Mel. You can't be 20 on Sugar Mountain. Again."!!!!!
OHHHHHHH WOW! Them's fightin' lyrics!!!!!
Have you ever been Neil Young'd before? Well I have. And it's not pretty.
(That's for
someone along with a giant NOD)
Now then Mellyman proceeded to announce the need to nap. His lunch off. And I proceeded to tell him to go ahead. That I would go and have fun all by Melself.
and I did. I headed to do some slides which were fun. Especially the Storm Slides. And Mayday Falls. I really like the Storm Slides tho. I thought about doing Humunga Kowabunga because I normally really like that one too. But decided against it. Do to a combination of the morning near death experience and also that there were no crew of happyhaunts waiting at the bottom to see me land with my bikini top in a tooth floss position. So they could harass me all day and into eternity. About it. BTDT.
Then I set out to Lazy The River. But in full alert. Which was super relaxing. Until a bunch of teenagers decided to have a water fight real real close to me.
I magically yelled "AWAY! Away from me!"!!!!
And they actually stopped and listened to my parental tone. And did just that.
Still got it my ghostly baby loves!!!! Still got it!!!!
I mentally grounded them for a week each and took their phones for good measure.
Disney lazy rivering would be sooooo much better with all the kids. Gone.
Ouch. I'm an old fart. I am.
Then I went back to check if Mellyman was alive and/or needed a Lipidor transfusion. He was still sleeping lol! Now I see how Calvin comes by this naturally and can only pray for both of them.
I sat down and started beeping. Mellyman awoke in short order and I said, "Good Morning Fat Man!" All bright and cheery as I do. Whatever the time of day. It makes him laugh so that's all good.
Then I dragged him back to the Lazy River and piloted him around making stupid and corny comments just to amuse him. Not unlike the Jungle Cruise.
Skippers.
We did two loops and decided to head outta Dodge and back to The Boardwalk Villas. To shower and dress and head to dinner. At Flying Fish.
Where we would commence to eat and drink like fiends. Like Sher and her new husband on a baker's dozen of pickup truck road kill and raw hooch. No doubt.
Cheers, Mel.
Edit: Back tomorrow to reply to your awesome comments which I greatly appreciate and say hi to Haley.