sindertinker
Earning My Ears
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- Jan 27, 2007
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Cast: Me, Cindy. The Mom, age 41. This was my 5th time to Disney.
Once when the kids were about 10 & 12 (Caribbean), again when they were 13 & 15 (All-Star Sports), then just me and my DH aka the Disney Hater (Boardwalk), then with my daughter who was 19 at the time and her roommate (Pop Century), also 19 (one of the best times of my life), and this time just me and daughter Erin, age 20 (2 nights at POR and 3 nights at All-Star Music). I have cancer. Ovarian, had it for 7 years. I rearranged my chemo schedule to help give me more energy for the trip. It helped, but I got pooped out pretty fast. Im a long time lurker on the DIS and usually only post a question just prior to a visit to the World.
DD, Erin, age 20. This was also her 5th trip to Disney. She went once with her HS band. Lover of all things Disney and a hoot to be around. I really did a good job with giving my kids a sense of humor. We laugh together all the time.
Not along but in my thoughts .DH, aka Disney Hater.
Hmmmm, Dear Husband and Disney Hater have the same initials
. Just did NOT want to go. He was the one who suggested I take DD and not him. Hes not crazy about rides, gets sick on all 3-D rides, thinks Disney is a money sucking vortex, only wants to eat hamburgers at the ESPN Club, for the WHOLE TRIP. Been three times and would be happy to never go again.
DS, age 22. Also not a lover of Disney. He hates the rides, the lines and cheerleaders.
Since weve always gone in February, theres always been cheerleaders. (He doesnt mind looking, just hates the noise.) Hes been twice and has plans to not go again. Maybe hell change his mind when he has his own kids. I hope so. If I was a billionaire I would establish a fund so that every kid in America got to go to Disney at least once.
Pre-trip: At the end of January I just got a terrible jonesing to get to Disney. You know how that feeling of desperate need just suddenly comes over you? Of course you do. I had surgery around Thanksgiving to fix a big hernia that had been giving me problems for quite a while. We (my Dr. & I ) had put it off so that my chemo schedule would not be interrupted, but it was time to get it done. By January I was finally feeling better and just needed a diversion. Ive been doing chemo for almost a solid year. I called Erin on her cell phone and asked her if she wanted to go. I told her shed have to pay her own way, which she had done the trip before.
The trip last year with Erin and her roommate was a fluke. Erin had a friend she knew that had moved to Florida and was now a cast member. The girl was homesick and really wanted some friends to visit. The CM friend got us into 3 parks for free, got us a big discount on a room, and drove us around for several of the days we visited. It was a cheap trip. This time, the CM friend was no longer in Florida so we had to pay for everything.
I checked on Expedia for a flight. This would be the determining factor. This was before I had mentioned it to DH. We decided to go in two weeks! What??? Two weeks to plan an entire trip????? Oh yes. I got an incredible deal on a flight. Too good to pass up. Then I got my husbands permission to go and his blessing for him not to come along. Yeah! Then on the phone trying to get a room. I foolishly thought this would be no problem. Just call and get 5 nights at an All-Star. Right in February .cheerleader time .. After about an hour on the phone the only thing we could do was 2 nights at POR and 3 nights at AS Music. Ok, but .this was not in the original budget. I decided it would be only fair if I paid the difference in price between POR and AS Music. DH agreed reluctantly and DD was happy. Now the flight was cheap because we were to fly out of Ohare in Chicago. We live an hour from Milwaukee, where we usually fly out from. So I talked my son into driving us to Chicago and DH went along for the ride. Our flight left Chicago at 8:45 PM which meant arriving in Orlando 1:00 AM. Sheeshhhh .but oh well at least we were going and it was cheap.
Now here is where you can judge me if you want. My daughter and I both smoke. And in my own defense, I did not smoke when I was diagnosed with cancer. I had quit over a year prior. Besides I will never believe that my smoking had anything to do with my Ovarian cancer. I mean how would smoke get to my ovaries anyway. I started smoking again a few years after I had been doing chemo and remission and chemo again. I figured what the heck, whats the worst that can happen to me now. Now I am the worlds best smoker. I will suffer through withdrawals as long as it takes until I can find a secluded hovel somewhere that my smoke cannot possibly bother another human being. I never litter my butts. I will smoke in a bar because if you dont like smoke then you shouldnt go to a bar, but if there are kids nearby Ill refrain. My daughter however, being 20 years old, feels entitled to do as she pleases. Im trying to teach her proper smoking etiquette. She does not have willpower to refrain even for a few hours and turns into a crabby fiend if she is forced to. Smoking will play a big part in our trip which is why I mention it now. Then theres the drinking issue. I had posted a question on the Family Board asking about the laws in Florida pertaining to underage drinking. Yikes! In my part of Wisconsin, it is no big deal for a parent to buy a child (lets say over 16) a drink. We drink with our meals like many cultures do. The drinking age is 21 here, but a parent can buy their kid a drink. I knew DD would ask. Were just used to it. But after all the comments I received I told her absolutely no drinking for her. I did not drink either except for one beer, one night.
So, now you know us. On to the airport!

DD, Erin, age 20. This was also her 5th trip to Disney. She went once with her HS band. Lover of all things Disney and a hoot to be around. I really did a good job with giving my kids a sense of humor. We laugh together all the time.
Not along but in my thoughts .DH, aka Disney Hater.

DS, age 22. Also not a lover of Disney. He hates the rides, the lines and cheerleaders.

Pre-trip: At the end of January I just got a terrible jonesing to get to Disney. You know how that feeling of desperate need just suddenly comes over you? Of course you do. I had surgery around Thanksgiving to fix a big hernia that had been giving me problems for quite a while. We (my Dr. & I ) had put it off so that my chemo schedule would not be interrupted, but it was time to get it done. By January I was finally feeling better and just needed a diversion. Ive been doing chemo for almost a solid year. I called Erin on her cell phone and asked her if she wanted to go. I told her shed have to pay her own way, which she had done the trip before.
The trip last year with Erin and her roommate was a fluke. Erin had a friend she knew that had moved to Florida and was now a cast member. The girl was homesick and really wanted some friends to visit. The CM friend got us into 3 parks for free, got us a big discount on a room, and drove us around for several of the days we visited. It was a cheap trip. This time, the CM friend was no longer in Florida so we had to pay for everything.
I checked on Expedia for a flight. This would be the determining factor. This was before I had mentioned it to DH. We decided to go in two weeks! What??? Two weeks to plan an entire trip????? Oh yes. I got an incredible deal on a flight. Too good to pass up. Then I got my husbands permission to go and his blessing for him not to come along. Yeah! Then on the phone trying to get a room. I foolishly thought this would be no problem. Just call and get 5 nights at an All-Star. Right in February .cheerleader time .. After about an hour on the phone the only thing we could do was 2 nights at POR and 3 nights at AS Music. Ok, but .this was not in the original budget. I decided it would be only fair if I paid the difference in price between POR and AS Music. DH agreed reluctantly and DD was happy. Now the flight was cheap because we were to fly out of Ohare in Chicago. We live an hour from Milwaukee, where we usually fly out from. So I talked my son into driving us to Chicago and DH went along for the ride. Our flight left Chicago at 8:45 PM which meant arriving in Orlando 1:00 AM. Sheeshhhh .but oh well at least we were going and it was cheap.
Now here is where you can judge me if you want. My daughter and I both smoke. And in my own defense, I did not smoke when I was diagnosed with cancer. I had quit over a year prior. Besides I will never believe that my smoking had anything to do with my Ovarian cancer. I mean how would smoke get to my ovaries anyway. I started smoking again a few years after I had been doing chemo and remission and chemo again. I figured what the heck, whats the worst that can happen to me now. Now I am the worlds best smoker. I will suffer through withdrawals as long as it takes until I can find a secluded hovel somewhere that my smoke cannot possibly bother another human being. I never litter my butts. I will smoke in a bar because if you dont like smoke then you shouldnt go to a bar, but if there are kids nearby Ill refrain. My daughter however, being 20 years old, feels entitled to do as she pleases. Im trying to teach her proper smoking etiquette. She does not have willpower to refrain even for a few hours and turns into a crabby fiend if she is forced to. Smoking will play a big part in our trip which is why I mention it now. Then theres the drinking issue. I had posted a question on the Family Board asking about the laws in Florida pertaining to underage drinking. Yikes! In my part of Wisconsin, it is no big deal for a parent to buy a child (lets say over 16) a drink. We drink with our meals like many cultures do. The drinking age is 21 here, but a parent can buy their kid a drink. I knew DD would ask. Were just used to it. But after all the comments I received I told her absolutely no drinking for her. I did not drink either except for one beer, one night.
So, now you know us. On to the airport!