An Inconvenient Truth: happyhaunt Style! (New... pg. 113!)
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HaleyB
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1000thhappyhaunt said:
I can't beleive I didn't notice this on my first read.
I am not a Canadian, but I did play one on television. Not really. But.
I know Wayne. Or knew. When he was a teen. Also his brother (who was an even better hockey player, TFI). They played in the same all star league as my brother.
I am so proud.
1000thhappyhaunt
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Again. As expected.
So... what are you doin' here? Get over to ZZUB's new TR.
His first installment is up.
Get movin'.
Segway.
Where was I? Before all the commotion. This morning.
Ah, yes.
The happyhaunts were in the MK. Posing in front of the Castle. Getting ready for another assault on Fantasyland. In the primo Fantasyland hours. The morning.
It was my plan to try and avoid getting stuck in Frontierland. Up front. Again.
After our picture I realized that I should probably go into the Crystal Palace. And check if they had found my sunglasses. That I left there. The night before. But... I didn't.
Shhhhh. Don't tell DH. Because he'd be enraged. And rightly so. That I was too lazy to check. On it.
But, the fact is this: They weren't my favourite sunglasses. They weren't perscription and they weren't very expensive.
And they make me look stupid(ish).
So... I didn't bother. Hopefully they have, by now, found a better home. Like our cat. She lives with The General now. And gets LOTS of mail.
For a cat.
And here's something you probably don't know: My cat can't read.
Neither can The General. Without her bifocals. On. And sometimes she needs the magnifying glass, too.
Which is why I write in tiny tiny tiny letters. On her postcards.
Heh heh.
We headed for Fantasyland.
Pausing for a picture to the side of the Castle.
In this picture you can see Tommy's hand up. Ready for the Disney Photographer. To insert some sort of image.
But he doesn't know why he's doing this. It's useless at this spot. He's just been well-trained. By Disney.
I wish I could get a CM on the peeing off the balcony thing. Too.
You can ALSO see my new shoes. That I bought. The day before.
Try not to break into a sweat. From all the excitement.
Then I took one more. It's not that bad. Actually.
See?
We headed up to do the Carousel. The GOLDEN Carousel.
We had to wait. Longer than most. To get on. We had to make sure Beth was gonna get the right horse. The one with the golden ribbon on it's tail.
It's true. That there is ONLY ONE. It's not an urban legend.
Not like the frog in the pre-sealed bag of salad greens. That one is false. And, yet, I still look for a frog everytime I buy a bag.
And you will too. Now.
TFI.
There is actually ONE horse with the ribbon. Beth got it. And we could all breath easier. The day was off to a great start.
There it is. The ribbon. I'm not spinning a tale. Or... pulling your tail. Either.
I enjoyed my ride. On a lesser pony.
As did both Calvin and Tommy. Mellyman opted to sit this ride out. He doesn't think it's very manly. To perch himself up on a fancy little horsie and go up and down and around and around. He's wrong about that. I think he'd look pretty. And I find it charming when fathers ride it with their kids. You've got to be on it with a child, though, or else you just look stupid.
That's just my opinion. And take it as such.
It means nothing.
We moved on to the Sword in the Stone. Always a fun stop. In Fantasyland.
We always spend a great deal of time there trying to yank the thing out. Never succeeding. And wasting plenty of pictures. At the same time.
And... I think men look stupid riding the Golden Carousel by themselves!
Ha. Not compared to the happyhaunts. Wrenching on the sword. Ineffectively.
We also tried pulling, twisting, dragging, towing, hauling and tugging.
Apparently none of the five happyhaunts will ever be KING OF ENGLAND.
Sadly. Although... I'd like to see Prince Charles heft that out of there. Then, again, I'm not sure that he'll ever be King, either.
Perhaps Camilla could do it. She looks like she has enough upper body strength. When she's not occupied giving rides on the carousel. That is.
No offense to any horses out there.
So here we are sizing up the job:
Here is a pull:
You can tell by his eyes that he's gettin' jiggy wit it.
Here is a cheat:
She's always helping her little brother. Bless her heart.
Here is a definite haul:
And this is a serious heave:
And... if CALVIN can't do it. I doubt Prince Charles has much of a chance.
After that waste of time. We decided to head over to do Winnie the Pooh.
For Tommy. And Me(l).
I took some stellar photos this time through. I'll share:
There I am! Pouncing. Annoying. And irritating. Again. Pooh = my family. Pooh = my friends. And... Pooh = ZZUB. Here. TFI.
Heh heh.
That one's not the best.
And... I MEANT to do this:
I think Mellyman's elbow is very handsome. TFI. I love a picture of a man's arm. Throw in the wristwatch and a portion of a chin and I'm all a flutter.
When we exited Tigger... I mean... Pooh. We had a little meeting. To decide where we would go next. And what the happyhaunts would get up to.
Someone suggested we go directly to BUZZ LIGHTYEAR. And do the Space Ranger Spin.
Then someone ELSE suggested that I bite them.
They weren't ready for it. Weren't up for it yet.
Heh heh.
The mental game takes time. And to be honest I was only partially prepared for it.
I was still working on my list. For Mellyman. I call it 10 Things I Hate About You.
I had only gotten this far at that point:
1. I hate his van. Our van... whatever. It counts as one.
2. I hate when he wears his old dress shoes to mow the lawn.
3. I hate when I call him at work and talk non-stop for 11 minutes and then realize that he's not really listening. Up.
4. I hate that he bought me a non-stick frying pan for Christmas three years ago. Even though I asked for it.
5. I hate when he elbows me in the eye when we're sleeping. At least I'm sleeping. Hummm...
6. I hate when he leaves the toilet seat up. At night.
7. I hate falling in. In the dark.
8. I hate that I never get to hold the T.V. remote control.
9. I hate thinking that it's a phallic symbol. Of sorts.
10. I hate the realization that I really really want to be in charge of it.
11. I hate when he tells people that he only married me for my looks. And that there is a life lesson in there. Somewhere.
Wow. Past 10 already... who knew? I guess I was just gonna keep goin'. I'll keep you all updated. On it. Tho.
So... we were deep into the mental game.
By this point.
Calvin: Let's go do Goofy's Barnstormer then.
Tommy: I may want to do it too.
Beth: Ok.
Me: No. Let's do Snow White.
Beth: Uh. NO!
Mellyman: Come on BETH! It won't be scary. You've NEVER EVER done it!
Me: Come on... I'll hold your hand.
Mellyman: Yeah. This is Tiny Tooterville.
All of us: BWAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAAA!!!!
Yep. That's exactly what he said.
And, at that very moment, I recalled a few things I love about him. He comes up with the craziest names for things. Sometimes. Cracks me up. Kills me. DED.
Tiny Tooterville.
Heh heh.
Anywho... you gotta know him to appreciate his finer moments. He's a banker. For gosh sakes. He's quiet, conservative and mellow.
He's also freaky dee. Sometimes. When the mood strikes him.
But... in a good way. A VERY good way.
To be continued. Up next: Snow White rivals the Haunted Mansion and TToT. In horror. We head to Adventureland. Too.
Cheers, Mel.
P.S. Why are you FOOLS still reading this. ZZUB's trippie is UP. Don't you know?
So... what are you doin' here? Get over to ZZUB's new TR.
His first installment is up.
Get movin'.
Segway.
Where was I? Before all the commotion. This morning.
Ah, yes.
The happyhaunts were in the MK. Posing in front of the Castle. Getting ready for another assault on Fantasyland. In the primo Fantasyland hours. The morning.
It was my plan to try and avoid getting stuck in Frontierland. Up front. Again.
After our picture I realized that I should probably go into the Crystal Palace. And check if they had found my sunglasses. That I left there. The night before. But... I didn't.
Shhhhh. Don't tell DH. Because he'd be enraged. And rightly so. That I was too lazy to check. On it.
But, the fact is this: They weren't my favourite sunglasses. They weren't perscription and they weren't very expensive.
And they make me look stupid(ish).
So... I didn't bother. Hopefully they have, by now, found a better home. Like our cat. She lives with The General now. And gets LOTS of mail.
For a cat.
And here's something you probably don't know: My cat can't read.
Neither can The General. Without her bifocals. On. And sometimes she needs the magnifying glass, too.
Which is why I write in tiny tiny tiny letters. On her postcards.
Heh heh.
We headed for Fantasyland.
Pausing for a picture to the side of the Castle.
In this picture you can see Tommy's hand up. Ready for the Disney Photographer. To insert some sort of image.
But he doesn't know why he's doing this. It's useless at this spot. He's just been well-trained. By Disney.
I wish I could get a CM on the peeing off the balcony thing. Too.
You can ALSO see my new shoes. That I bought. The day before.
Try not to break into a sweat. From all the excitement.
Then I took one more. It's not that bad. Actually.
See?
We headed up to do the Carousel. The GOLDEN Carousel.
We had to wait. Longer than most. To get on. We had to make sure Beth was gonna get the right horse. The one with the golden ribbon on it's tail.
It's true. That there is ONLY ONE. It's not an urban legend.
Not like the frog in the pre-sealed bag of salad greens. That one is false. And, yet, I still look for a frog everytime I buy a bag.
And you will too. Now.
TFI.
There is actually ONE horse with the ribbon. Beth got it. And we could all breath easier. The day was off to a great start.
There it is. The ribbon. I'm not spinning a tale. Or... pulling your tail. Either.
I enjoyed my ride. On a lesser pony.
As did both Calvin and Tommy. Mellyman opted to sit this ride out. He doesn't think it's very manly. To perch himself up on a fancy little horsie and go up and down and around and around. He's wrong about that. I think he'd look pretty. And I find it charming when fathers ride it with their kids. You've got to be on it with a child, though, or else you just look stupid.
That's just my opinion. And take it as such.
It means nothing.
We moved on to the Sword in the Stone. Always a fun stop. In Fantasyland.
We always spend a great deal of time there trying to yank the thing out. Never succeeding. And wasting plenty of pictures. At the same time.
And... I think men look stupid riding the Golden Carousel by themselves!
Ha. Not compared to the happyhaunts. Wrenching on the sword. Ineffectively.
We also tried pulling, twisting, dragging, towing, hauling and tugging.
Apparently none of the five happyhaunts will ever be KING OF ENGLAND.
Sadly. Although... I'd like to see Prince Charles heft that out of there. Then, again, I'm not sure that he'll ever be King, either.
Perhaps Camilla could do it. She looks like she has enough upper body strength. When she's not occupied giving rides on the carousel. That is.
No offense to any horses out there.
So here we are sizing up the job:
Here is a pull:
You can tell by his eyes that he's gettin' jiggy wit it.
Here is a cheat:
She's always helping her little brother. Bless her heart.
Here is a definite haul:
And this is a serious heave:
And... if CALVIN can't do it. I doubt Prince Charles has much of a chance.
After that waste of time. We decided to head over to do Winnie the Pooh.
For Tommy. And Me(l).
I took some stellar photos this time through. I'll share:
There I am! Pouncing. Annoying. And irritating. Again. Pooh = my family. Pooh = my friends. And... Pooh = ZZUB. Here. TFI.
Heh heh.
That one's not the best.
And... I MEANT to do this:
I think Mellyman's elbow is very handsome. TFI. I love a picture of a man's arm. Throw in the wristwatch and a portion of a chin and I'm all a flutter.
When we exited Tigger... I mean... Pooh. We had a little meeting. To decide where we would go next. And what the happyhaunts would get up to.
Someone suggested we go directly to BUZZ LIGHTYEAR. And do the Space Ranger Spin.
Then someone ELSE suggested that I bite them.
They weren't ready for it. Weren't up for it yet.
Heh heh.
The mental game takes time. And to be honest I was only partially prepared for it.
I was still working on my list. For Mellyman. I call it 10 Things I Hate About You.
I had only gotten this far at that point:
1. I hate his van. Our van... whatever. It counts as one.
2. I hate when he wears his old dress shoes to mow the lawn.
3. I hate when I call him at work and talk non-stop for 11 minutes and then realize that he's not really listening. Up.
4. I hate that he bought me a non-stick frying pan for Christmas three years ago. Even though I asked for it.
5. I hate when he elbows me in the eye when we're sleeping. At least I'm sleeping. Hummm...
6. I hate when he leaves the toilet seat up. At night.
7. I hate falling in. In the dark.
8. I hate that I never get to hold the T.V. remote control.
9. I hate thinking that it's a phallic symbol. Of sorts.
10. I hate the realization that I really really want to be in charge of it.
11. I hate when he tells people that he only married me for my looks. And that there is a life lesson in there. Somewhere.
Wow. Past 10 already... who knew? I guess I was just gonna keep goin'. I'll keep you all updated. On it. Tho.
So... we were deep into the mental game.
By this point.
Calvin: Let's go do Goofy's Barnstormer then.
Tommy: I may want to do it too.
Beth: Ok.
Me: No. Let's do Snow White.
Beth: Uh. NO!
Mellyman: Come on BETH! It won't be scary. You've NEVER EVER done it!
Me: Come on... I'll hold your hand.
Mellyman: Yeah. This is Tiny Tooterville.
All of us: BWAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAAA!!!!
Yep. That's exactly what he said.
And, at that very moment, I recalled a few things I love about him. He comes up with the craziest names for things. Sometimes. Cracks me up. Kills me. DED.
Tiny Tooterville.
Heh heh.
Anywho... you gotta know him to appreciate his finer moments. He's a banker. For gosh sakes. He's quiet, conservative and mellow.
He's also freaky dee. Sometimes. When the mood strikes him.
But... in a good way. A VERY good way.
To be continued. Up next: Snow White rivals the Haunted Mansion and TToT. In horror. We head to Adventureland. Too.
Cheers, Mel.
P.S. Why are you FOOLS still reading this. ZZUB's trippie is UP. Don't you know?
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1000thhappyhaunt said:
The lady in the crystal ball told me to come here. Now that is kind of freaky... and not in a good way...
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I can't believe you made Beth go on SNOW WHITE!!! I STILL have nightmares from when I went on it. When I was, like, 8. I will never take my kids on Snow White. It is Evil. You.....are a MEAN MAMMA!
Ok, not really, but I think I can guess what's gonna happen. Just wait and see people, I know I'm right.
Ok, not really, but I think I can guess what's gonna happen. Just wait and see people, I know I'm right.
PoohBearFreak32
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...because we like your TR's, that's why. 
At least you can manage to put all kinds of cool pictures and things on your signature and what not. I can't even manage how to put a picture by my name. Go figure! 
At least you can manage to put all kinds of cool pictures and things on your signature and what not. I can't even manage how to put a picture by my name. Go figure! 
Yzma and Kronk
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1000thhappyhaunt said:
Mel - Oh how I hope this happens to me one day!!!
Great report
Thanks for sharing
TFI
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Cool picks and reverse 10 ten thing.
As usual your funny and witty and all that jazz...but the whole camilla thing was just too freaking funny!
As usual your funny and witty and all that jazz...but the whole camilla thing was just too freaking funny!
Yzma and Kronk
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Major Zzub.
Thank goodness I read this next:
Now that was
TFI
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Thanks for the news
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Great Pictures Mel. I would have liked to have seen a photo of you sitting in that stroller.
Good call on the sunglasses
We love eating at Crystal Palace too but you can have all the deviled eggs. Yuck
Good call on the sunglasses
We love eating at Crystal Palace too but you can have all the deviled eggs. Yuck
bdg100
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tink38 said:Seriously. Was that an installment or a commercial to promte Zzub's trippie?
B's in a meeting. He asked me to tell you, "Great report. Thanks for sharing."
Couldn't have said it better. Thanks Tink.
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