Ok, so I wake from my nap and feel much better. I don't relish the idea of tackling the parks yet, so I explore the resort some.
This is just so gorgeous, Disney could learn a couple things here.
I decide to head back to the parks, but go bag free

I take my room key, a credit card, a little cash and chapstick. I'm a chapstick addict. There I said it, no need to repeat.
A little PSA here. I bought a lip infusion before I left. I got suckered by the sign that TSA approved. Well, this stuff left my lips as dry as that chicken. Well not that dry, just a regular sort of dry.
I used the logic that HS kids will prefer IOA to US, so back on the boat to US I go. This park is not nearly as crowded, but is around 5 so I figure the day trippers are mostly heading out the door. I am starvin like Marvin now. I try the Cheescake place near the entrance, and have a delicious tuna on a baguette. Oh and a giant chocolate chip cookie.
The park is only open til 7 but I ride Mummy 2x. just an FYI, this is much better than the California one. From there I head to Jaws, an oldie but a goodie. I heard good things about MIB ride and figure I would give it a try.
Now, I saw the 1st MIB years ago, didn't really care for it. Now look at the pic in my sig, see where this is going. I get on the ride and had a great time. I exit the ride into the requisite gift shop and then I see it, ALL of it.
PUGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG, that's right MIB had Frank the pug!!!!!
I think I have died and gone to pug heaven. Mugs, picture frames, stuffed pugs, statues, shirts. Just give me one of everything and I will be on my way

So once I calmed down, I bought a mug, a wind up pug (the folks at work are thrilled with that one

)and a statue. I have a stuffed pug, that I have to keep out of sight of the one that likes to chase planes, so no need to buy any more.
OK I am no longer bag free, but who cares, I got me some new pug stuff
It is close to 7 so I go over to ET, no locker required to ride this one, so I can take my bag of pug stuff with me. Right after I give my name, the ride breaks down. But who cares I got my pug stuff! Well, the kid behind gets ants in his pants and is really on my nerves. I understand he is tired etc. but no need to step on my feet.
I need to tell you at this point my dogs are barking, I mean howling. I have a pair of beach
crocs with me but I have yet to wear them in public. I have croc shame. I have only worn them on the treadmill and walking the pugs, I can't bring myself to wear them in public. And if I'm really honest. I haven't told anyone from my real world that I own a pair

Like I said croc shame.
OK, back to ET. The ride starts up and I gratefully am not riding with the kid with ants in his pants. Woo Hoo, ET saves his planet. And I got my new pug stuff!
I am exhausted and head back to the hotel. On the way I call Mom to make sure everything went fine with her picking the pugs up. They gleefully go home with her.

They know how spoiled they will be.
I make my way back to my beautiful Italian villa and collapse in bed. I find that Pearl Harbor the movie is on. Sorry I get a little sad here. See I lost my Dad a year ago January from a horrible illness called Inclusion BOdy Myositis. We loved to go to the movies together, we were both history geeks. Anything historical and we were there. As he got weaker and couldn't walk I would take him in his
scooter to the movies followed by a steak dinner. Anyway, when I took him to see the Patriot (the one with Mel Gibson). Waiting for it to start we saw a preview for Pearl harbor, which was releasing the following May, it was now July, 10 months away. He immediately turned to me and said let's make a date now to go together. All through the fall, winter and spring, he kept reminding me how we had a date to go. We went had a great time. It was another great date with Dad. So now I am laying in this great hotel and boy am I missing my Dad.
I promise I will get cheerier on the next installment.