An Inconvenient Truth: happyhaunt Style! (New... pg. 113!)

[UtahMama]

Mel!!! Just love your trippie!! You are an adequate mother. Not quite Claire Huxtable or June Cleaver but by no means Brittany Spears or me!

Sheri! You rock Mama! Congrats!!!!

 

[Lisa_Belle]

Great report, Mel. I'd like to say more, but the boss is lurking.

 

[cjhinch]

Mel, just wanted to let you know how much I am enjoying your report!! It originally caught my attention because I also have an 8 year old little boy named Calvin.....who loves to torment his younger brother....and sister when the time is right! He doesn't have any "koala" speak....he does have the "yell/whine" down to a science!!

Keep it coming!

 

[HaleyB]

Sheri- congrats!!!

Quick thinking there on letting Mellyman pick his own dinner. Kudos to you.

 

[TowerDude]

I have to agree with the attorney. The Riverside food court has served us really well, and we love Mitsukoshi, enjoy the buffet in Germany, etc. To be fair I need to get back to Le Cellier, it has been years.

 

[offwegotoneverland]

Great report as always. I have to say though the multi grain is really good as well.

Can't believe you missed the desserts. The "moose" is amazing.

nice work on the Mel Bride...you didn't even have to wave beer under his nose. You must have some powers! (likely related to the bikini's)

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

You see... Paintbrush Day was originally supposed to be on Wednesday, May 10th. I was gonna meet up with a fellow DISer and her hubby. There on Tom Sawyer's Island. To say "hey" and compete with them for paintbrushes. And, most importantly, to KICK their butts. At the bloodsport we happyhaunts call: "We GET the PAINTBRUSH, NOT YOU!".

But. Then.

My DH, Mellyman, decided foolishly to read my last trip report. He printed the whole thing out. And read it on the Go-Train to work. And back. He read it all. Including the comments, my responses and everything else that was posted AFTER my trippie was completed. Before it got locked down. And he realized I had a little plot goin' to meet this lovely lady and her hubby. Who posted plenty to that trippie.

He was ENRAGED.

Well... not really. But he didn't want us to be meeting DISboard peeps. There. On our vacation. That's the way he is. He is pretty private. A little bit cautious. And a big 'ol stick in the freakin' MUD. Shhhhh. Don't tell DH.

(Hi, Honey! Love you! Making porkchops for din din. Tonight.)

Anywho... he insisted I change our itinerary. For that day. So I put Paintbrush War up a day ahead. Of what I had originally planned.

That's the back-story. For ya.

When we went to bed the night before I set the alarm early. And told the others that we had to be in the MK for 9:00am. For sure. For the opening of Tom Sawyer's Island.

Of course... I KNEW that it wouldn't be opening at nine. I KNEW it would open later than the rest of the park. At 9:30am or 10. Likely. But... I had to get those lazy people out of bed early.

So... I lied. But, heck, it's not a lie if you believe it! Right? (And if you can tell me where you've heard that before I'll give you a million dollars.)

Heh heh.

So... because we are the competitive happyhaunts... we were all looking forward to this. Little game. Of us against other happy young families on vacation. We meant to CRUSH THEM! DESTROY THEM! YADA BLAH BLAH.

Send them home in tears. With a little of the happyhaunt "magic". To remember us by.

I'm kidding. Of course.

I think.

Anywho... when that alarm went off at 7:30am... we all blasted out of bed. Like Apollo 13. Bumping into each other. Running to pee. Off the balcony. And to the washroom. Making coffee. Stirring our oxygen tanks. And experiencing a small explosion of "something". In the washroom. Which was NOT an oxygen tank. TFI. Unfortunately.

And, like Apollo 13, I MADE it BACK! From the washroom... to rate our meal at Le Cellier. I was forced to abort the lunar landing.

So... on the PeptoB scale.... Le Cellier was: FIVE HAPPYHAUNT THUMBS UP!
WAY UP! To the moon. I did not get "sick". Exactly.

All systems were GO. We were GO. For paintbrushes.

I threw, literally, clothes at the kids. Told them to dress themselves. Properly. Mellyman got dressed and made coffee. I got washed, dressed and slammed my hair into a ponytail. Threw, literally, cold Poptarts at the kids for the ride and we were off.

Our dirty stroller, my DVC bag and five frozen water bottles, too. All along for the ride.

We hurried to the Valet. Waited impatiently while he sent someone for our car. Very impatiently.

I was on a mission. And... I hate to wait around. So I had to distract myself. Or else I'd go CRAZY. Waiting for the car.

I played with matches.

And then the car came.

We all hopped in and sped off. To the Magic Kingdom. My favourite park. Of all.

We parked and were close enough to walk to the front gates. We headed up the ramp to the Monorail. And waited. Calvin sat up on the rail. Thingie. And was cautioned to get off. Down. And not do that again. By a Castmember who was waiting for the Monorail too. We got talking. Her and I. And I asked her if we could ride up front with the driver. She thought that we probably could. So did the other Castmember who was working the platform. He said he'd ask when the train pulled in.

The train pulled in.

He asked.

The driver said he'd take FOUR of us. Yep.

We made Tommy ride alone.

Heh heh.

WE DID NOT! I rode alone. Not really alone, though. But without my family.

Who were all pretty happy. That I was NOT with them. On this particular day.

We call it the: Castle Cry Day.

I got in the monorail and sat down by myself. With all our crap. In the empty stroller. And proceeded to have myself a good cry. When we rounded the bend past the Poly and could see the Castle in the distance. Now, I didn't wail and hitch my breath. Or anything like that. But I got all choked up and tears started slowly trickling down my face. Like always. I always do this. The first sight of the Castle make me feel like a little kid again. Like I am eight years old. With my parents. Going for the first time. I feel EXACTLY the same. Everytime. EXACTLY. I also, at the same time, feel a huge longing for those past days of innocence. And for... my Dad. And I always close my eyes for a second and pretend he is sitting beside me.

But... enough... of this crap. Sorry.

The couple sitting across me noticed me crying. The nice lady sad, "Are you alright?" To me.

I said, "Yeah. I just lost my kid. In the parking lot."

Heh heh.

But then... I winked and laughed. Tears dried up fast. And told them that my family was riding with the driver. And THAT'S why I was crying.

I didn't feel like explaining my emotional baggage. Today. To strangers.

Like everyone who is reading this TR.

Hummm...

Let's carry on. Shall we?

We got off in front of the Train Station. Got our passes out and went through the gates.

Mellyman: Did you have your Castle Cry, honey?
Me: No. I'm over that.
Mellyman: Yeah. Right. Was it a big cry or little cry.
Me: No cry... niet cry.
Mellyman: Pants on FIRE!
Me: Heh heh. A little one. If you really NEED to know.
Mellyman: Hey kids! We missed the cry! Say it with me:
All the happyhaunts: YAHOOO!!!!

Geez.

Family. Can't live with 'em. Can't love... without 'em.

We passed through the tunnel and emerged on Main St. U.S.A.

And I FINALLY, FINALLY felt like we were in DISNEY. FINALLY!

Forget being in the AK. Or Epcot.

The Magic Kingdom is what the magic is all about. It's the BOMB. I say.

That is the heart. Of Disney.

And it is where I feel Disney. Too.

In my heart.



To be continued. Up next: PAINTBRUSHES are US! We RULE! We get stuck in Frontierland. Again. And eat in the Liberty Tree Tavern.

 

[GeorgiaAristocat]

No peeing mishaps, no Calvin trouble-talking, just (JUST?) Melly crying?

Melly?

Are you okay?

I'm sure those people in the car were really thought you were crying about the stroller. And it's state.

 

[PrincessAurora]

Damn girl, after the last thing I haven't been on the Board for awhile. The pixie dust wasn't as bright without the rest of your trip report but then I see YOUR NAME on the Trip Report Board and did the Happy Hamster Dance of Joy.

I started reading this at 8:30 this morning. It is now 1:50. Thanks for the great laugh and the little cries. I missed the koalaing and all the madness. For the record, I LOVE grits, hate cheez whiz and think clowns are the spawn of the devil. There is no way I would have used that slide and yes "IT" is one scary book. It's my favourite of Kings.

Can't wait to hear the rest! I have 3 more months (more or less) until my Disneyland trip for Halloween and 9 months until my next World trip.

Keep 'um coming!

 

[offwegotoneverland]

Front of the monorail and everyone got food. That's some might impressive organization going on today.

Hope the paintbrush thing works out for you!!!

 

[Lisa_Belle]

Mellyman: Did you have your Castle Cry, honey?
Me: No. I'm over that.
Mellyman: Yeah. Right. Was it a big cry or little cry.
Me: No cry... niet cry.
Mellyman: Pants on FIRE!
Me: Heh heh. A little one. If you really NEED to know.
Mellyman: Hey kids! We missed the cry! Say it with me:
All the happyhaunts: YAHOOO!!!!

That is worth sneaking a message to other DISers to have a Paintbrush Plunder.

The site of the castle makes me cry, too. For the same reasons you described.

(Was looking for a weepy smilie but this seems to fit you better: )

 

[bdg100]

But... enough... of this crap. Sorry.

The couple sitting across me noticed me crying. The nice lady sad, "Are you alright?" To me.

I said, "Yeah. I just lost my kid. In the parking lot."



FINALLY, FINALLY felt like we were in DISNEY. FINALLY!

Now that thar is funny, I don't care who ya are.

Ya know, reading your report I was kinda feeling the same thing about finally being in Disney.

 

[M&M's]

So... I lied. But, heck, it's not a lie if you believe it! Right? (And if you can tell me where you've heard that before I'll give you a million dollars.)

George Costanza!

Where's my million dollars? Or is that a lie too? Because I don't believe it.

Great installment. Thanks for sharing some of the more meaningful moments in your trip. It really makes us feel like we are part of the family. A big, psychotic family, but a family nonetheless.

 

[ZZUB]

But he didn't want us to be meeting DISboard peeps. There. On our vacation. That's the way he is. He is pretty private. A little bit cautious.

Yeah, I'm with him on that. Not EVERYONE agrees with me, however. Evidently, your husband is the smarter half of your family. Duh.

And experiencing a small explosion of "something". In the washroom. Which was NOT an oxygen tank. TFI. Unfortunately.

I swear, Mel. The places you take us. I've gone to plaid.

I also, at the same time, feel a huge longing for those past days of innocence. And for... my Dad. And I always close my eyes for a second and pretend he is sitting beside me.

Thank you. Your heart is huge and your love for your dad, well, it encourages me more than you know. You're all right, Mel.

 

[Dismom+two]

I can relate to the crying...not so much at the Castle but with Spectro, Wishes, and Fastasmic....ohhh and Soarin....oh and Beauty and the Beast...Festival of the Lion King....yeah, I'm a crier!!

 

[kpk89]

Family. Can't live with 'em. Can't love... without 'em.

Mel.

This is the BEST line of ANY trip report EVER.

Stop making me cry, with snot and shuddering, like La2. Mean mothers aren't supposed to have feelings. You're ruining my rep.

Oh, but -- but -- about the peeing. 1. It wasn't in the pool. 2. It was probably mostly pool water anyway. 3. Having warm flat snuck-in beer in your possession is more offensive. Than peeing.

Just sayin'.

 

[sheridac]

Mel~

We passed through the tunnel and emerged on Main St. U.S.A.

And I FINALLY, FINALLY felt like we were in DISNEY. FINALLY!

Forget being in the AK. Or Epcot.

The Magic Kingdom is what the magic is all about. It's the BOMB. I say.

That is the heart. Of Disney.

And it is where I feel Disney. Too.

In my heart.

It's the magic that lives for all time, Melly. All time.

Mad crazy love for ya!!!!

 

[MommyPoppins]

Mel sad/said. Whatever. : He was ENRAGED.

Well... not really. But he didn't want us to be meeting DISboard peeps. There. On our vacation. That's the way he is. He is pretty private. A little bit cautious. And a big 'ol stick in the freakin' MUD. Shhhhh. Don't tell DH.

Oh my gosh! You're married to ZZUB aren't you!



FHOAM

 

[musicmama]

OK, so I cry at Wishes and Illuminations. Been caught by DH and DD every single ... stinkin' .. time. Sniffies for ya, Mel, from another crier.

And I close my eyes and take a deep breath just before stepping out from under the Train Station - and there it is - the Castle. Doesn't get me from across the lagoon, just when you hit the "street".

 

[Minnie_Moo]

Mel -

My family drove past a road by the name of "Leak Lane" today while on vacation and I thought of you and your Tommy story. Wish I'd had my camera handy!