Cast: DH, who's chrome-domious is now flaming red.
Me, getting used to all the food and can't wait for my next meal.
DS Ben, who's dragging along and WILL NOT ride Spidey! Period!
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Day 4:
Did you know it takes less time to drive from WDW to IOA than it does to get from your parking space to the front gates? Just wondered.
We got up late, but had to take the time to check out and check back in because we'd split our reservation so as to get the $89 rate for the few days it was offered during our stay. The CM who helped me also handed me a card and said "Happy Anniversary!" I read it as I walked back to the room and it was for two complimentary glasses of champagne. How sweet! Unfortunately, champagne was one of the reasons we no longer drink! But it's the thought that counts, right?
I popped into the shower as the guys got dressed and by the time I was finished they were ready to go get coffee refills. A moment after they left there was a knock on the door. DH had obviously forgotten his money, his room key, or the mugs. I wrapped a towel around me and opened the door.
Imagine my surprise when it was a CM, (a non-female CM) who looked shocked, then amused, as he said "Happy Anniversary" and handed me a card. I smiled my lovliest "I'm standing in a hotel doorway wearing only a towel" smile, and thanked him as best I could considering I wanted to melt into the carpet.
So we made it to IOA, and as we walked towards the parks 3 or 4 busses barfed out about 12 thousand middle schoolers. Oh dear...
Now, you may recall that by this time last year I had a boil the size of a chicken's egg on my inner thigh. So as not to be outdone, I was currently sporting a chaffed patch from yesterday's wet shorts, and while I thought I'd gotten Mole Skin, I'd really bought Mole Foam. They are not the same thing. So I had a patch over my 4 inch long raw spot that felt like a mattress stuck to my leg. And it showed, too. And not in a good way.
DH ran off to get Express passes for the Hulk, and thought he would be able to get Spiderman passes too. Does the man ever listen to me? No! So he used our 3 Express Passes for the Hulk while we did round after round of Cat in the Hat. Happily, I was able to meet Spiderman in person a little later and he even said Hi to me when I had my picture taken. I just know he said it in a friendlier way to me than he did to most guests. I just know it!
We went on Spidey's ride a couple of times and then headed over to Mythos for lunch. You must try Mythos next time down. Oh! The Risotto! Oh! The Chinese Wrap with noodles bathed in sweet Asian dressing! We ate of our own meals and we ate of each other's. We closed our eyes and let their goodness envelope us, savoring each mouthful, each sublime bite more luscious than the last. It was almost a private moment, that blending of tastes and textures. Really, you must put Mythos at the top of your list. It's that good.
Of course the first thing you want to do after a huge meal is head out to a water ride that has lots of drops and will really bounce you around. So we went over to Popeye's. Our second trip around we were seated with a family from (I think) the Middle East. Only the father spoke English, and the women were all dressed in beautiful silk-looking outfits. Grandmother and Great Grandmother were along for the ride as well. We hit the first rapids and as the cool, crisp water flowed into the boat from all sides, Grandmother laughed with glee and Great Grandmother closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate. She'd gotten a pants-full and was none too happy about it.
She continued to look pained throughout the ride, and as we went up the biggest hill her lips began to move in silent prayer. Grandma, sitting next to her, was whooping it up. She looked like this was what she'd been waiting for her whole life. Great Grandmother was going for an out-of-body experience by the time the ride was over and I'm sure that family heard some pretty salty language when she finally got them alone.
We were treated to the sight of a pale guy stripping down to his Speedo in the wringing-out area, but it didn't put us off our feed so we went for a little snack, hung out by the Mystic Fountain for a while, did a few rounds on the new Flying Unicorn coaster, and called it a day.
I'm almost done so don't give up yet.
We opted to stop at Goodings for two pints of ice cream rather than Ghiradellis for three scoops and it was then that I learned something about my DH that I had not known previously. As we were hunting for Mole Skin in the pharmacy area, DH picked up a box of Preparation H and said in his loudest voice "I found the cream you were looking for!" I was momentarily stunned, not knowing this man. My husband is funny, but never in public! Then I heard the shout "I'll put it in the basket for you!"
A woman standing next to him looked at me and said "I feel so sorry for you..." I told her I was numb to it, but when I walked into the next aisle I saw boxes of what would become my revenge. Delicacy forbids my elaborating further. Suffice it to say that since I do not use Preparation H, my retailation was swift and brutal.
Later that evening as I pulled the Mole Foam off, taking the first layer of skin with it, I tried to think happy thoughts. At least this year I didn't have a boil....
Next: (can you stand it?) Chills, Spills, and Dumb Luck
Me, getting used to all the food and can't wait for my next meal.
DS Ben, who's dragging along and WILL NOT ride Spidey! Period!
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Day 4:
Did you know it takes less time to drive from WDW to IOA than it does to get from your parking space to the front gates? Just wondered.
We got up late, but had to take the time to check out and check back in because we'd split our reservation so as to get the $89 rate for the few days it was offered during our stay. The CM who helped me also handed me a card and said "Happy Anniversary!" I read it as I walked back to the room and it was for two complimentary glasses of champagne. How sweet! Unfortunately, champagne was one of the reasons we no longer drink! But it's the thought that counts, right?
I popped into the shower as the guys got dressed and by the time I was finished they were ready to go get coffee refills. A moment after they left there was a knock on the door. DH had obviously forgotten his money, his room key, or the mugs. I wrapped a towel around me and opened the door.
Imagine my surprise when it was a CM, (a non-female CM) who looked shocked, then amused, as he said "Happy Anniversary" and handed me a card. I smiled my lovliest "I'm standing in a hotel doorway wearing only a towel" smile, and thanked him as best I could considering I wanted to melt into the carpet.
So we made it to IOA, and as we walked towards the parks 3 or 4 busses barfed out about 12 thousand middle schoolers. Oh dear...
Now, you may recall that by this time last year I had a boil the size of a chicken's egg on my inner thigh. So as not to be outdone, I was currently sporting a chaffed patch from yesterday's wet shorts, and while I thought I'd gotten Mole Skin, I'd really bought Mole Foam. They are not the same thing. So I had a patch over my 4 inch long raw spot that felt like a mattress stuck to my leg. And it showed, too. And not in a good way.
DH ran off to get Express passes for the Hulk, and thought he would be able to get Spiderman passes too. Does the man ever listen to me? No! So he used our 3 Express Passes for the Hulk while we did round after round of Cat in the Hat. Happily, I was able to meet Spiderman in person a little later and he even said Hi to me when I had my picture taken. I just know he said it in a friendlier way to me than he did to most guests. I just know it!
We went on Spidey's ride a couple of times and then headed over to Mythos for lunch. You must try Mythos next time down. Oh! The Risotto! Oh! The Chinese Wrap with noodles bathed in sweet Asian dressing! We ate of our own meals and we ate of each other's. We closed our eyes and let their goodness envelope us, savoring each mouthful, each sublime bite more luscious than the last. It was almost a private moment, that blending of tastes and textures. Really, you must put Mythos at the top of your list. It's that good.
Of course the first thing you want to do after a huge meal is head out to a water ride that has lots of drops and will really bounce you around. So we went over to Popeye's. Our second trip around we were seated with a family from (I think) the Middle East. Only the father spoke English, and the women were all dressed in beautiful silk-looking outfits. Grandmother and Great Grandmother were along for the ride as well. We hit the first rapids and as the cool, crisp water flowed into the boat from all sides, Grandmother laughed with glee and Great Grandmother closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate. She'd gotten a pants-full and was none too happy about it.
She continued to look pained throughout the ride, and as we went up the biggest hill her lips began to move in silent prayer. Grandma, sitting next to her, was whooping it up. She looked like this was what she'd been waiting for her whole life. Great Grandmother was going for an out-of-body experience by the time the ride was over and I'm sure that family heard some pretty salty language when she finally got them alone.
We were treated to the sight of a pale guy stripping down to his Speedo in the wringing-out area, but it didn't put us off our feed so we went for a little snack, hung out by the Mystic Fountain for a while, did a few rounds on the new Flying Unicorn coaster, and called it a day.
I'm almost done so don't give up yet.
We opted to stop at Goodings for two pints of ice cream rather than Ghiradellis for three scoops and it was then that I learned something about my DH that I had not known previously. As we were hunting for Mole Skin in the pharmacy area, DH picked up a box of Preparation H and said in his loudest voice "I found the cream you were looking for!" I was momentarily stunned, not knowing this man. My husband is funny, but never in public! Then I heard the shout "I'll put it in the basket for you!"
A woman standing next to him looked at me and said "I feel so sorry for you..." I told her I was numb to it, but when I walked into the next aisle I saw boxes of what would become my revenge. Delicacy forbids my elaborating further. Suffice it to say that since I do not use Preparation H, my retailation was swift and brutal.
Later that evening as I pulled the Mole Foam off, taking the first layer of skin with it, I tried to think happy thoughts. At least this year I didn't have a boil....
Next: (can you stand it?) Chills, Spills, and Dumb Luck
