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Day 4: "No room in the Inn my @ss"
As we headed to DTD we discussed our eating choices.
A: WPE (Wolfgang Puck Express)
B: EOS (Earl of Sandwich)
(I friggin hate when I do not know what the initials stand for that people type. I feel like an outsider or an adult sitting at the kids table at Thanksgiving listening them talk all techie things beyond my comprehension - like Ipod's! So if there are acronyms (please God tell me that is the right word choice) placed - the first time I will try and post the full length verbiage.)
Decided on EOS as we had never been and trying something new seemed like a great idea.
It took us awhile to find a place to park. The lot was crazy busy and we finally found a spot next to a car that was sporting writing on the car back window.
Not: Just Married
Not: Engaged
Not: WDW or Bust
Not: I have my own teeth
What it said was:
"Mom, I'm Gay!"
No joke and no sh!t. I could not make it up. Treyner took a picture of it but I think it is on his old phone - if I can get at it, I will post.
Note to self: Have conversation with kids that if there is any big, revealing, unexpected news that they want to share with me, ask them not to post it on their car.
Examples:
Not: Mom, I just flunked out of College.
Not: Mom, I am moving back in.
Not: Mom, I am pregnant and going on Maury to find out who is the babies Daddy.
Not: Mom, I am going on Maury to find out if I am the babies Daddy.
Now if any of my children were to decide their sexuality was not what it currently is - I would not care. I just would like that info to be privately discussed. Just like I am sure they would not want me to put on the back of the minivan
"Kids - I just got lucky last night!"
After several pics next to the car and the kids sending them to their friends - we ponied up in EOS to get our sammies on.
Warning: I have decided to post the pics in full size - too much time spent editing the pics and re-sizing. If anyone has a jumbo screen and needs to step back - sorry but suck it up sistah!
I had looked at the menu before arrival and had read about the glorious taste treat I wanted. Carsyn agreed so be both ordered:
Caribbean Jerk Chicken - Grilled chicken, roasted peppers with a spicy jerk sauce. - $4.95
Boys wanted the same sandwich:
The Earl's Club - Roast turkey, bacon, Swiss cheese, lettuce and tomato. - $4.95
And finally:
Dan (he is just so cute here...I just want to melt...) ordered some sandwich that I cannot find any longer. It had salami and turkey and sounds a lot like:
The Scudetto - Salami, Capicola, ham, and mortadella with fresh sliced mozzarella, Roma tomato and marinara. - $4.95 but I do not remember it having marinara and he is not here to ask so I cannot confirm or deny. It for sure either is or is not the sandwich. That I do know!
For dessert, 4 of us ordered the cupcakes with sprinkles. I am a sucker for sprinkles! The cake to be honest was very moist. I was expecting stale, school cupcakes but got a pretty good version of Betty instead!
This was mine after Treyner swiped his mitt through it - insisting he make sure it was not poisoned. Such a giving son!
Dan needed a stronger chocolate fix and thus ordered a brownie.
Dan and I only ate half of our sandwiches and his brownie went mostly back into the container for later.
Not a one of us were disappointed with the food. The service line went fast to order but they do need to organize a bit better the pick up line. The pop fountains are right beside the pick up queing area and if you want to fill or re-fill anything, you need to cut through people and pray you do not get bumped.
We then went around and checked out the sights. I enjoyed looking at gift ideas and the great decorations.
During this beautiful viewing extravaganza...
I also kept calling the number to the resort Gods - asking for our room.
And calling. And begging. And getting more and more frustrated.
I love Disney. I love the Mouse. I love telling people to come here and taking over their trip plans. But I will tell you that the service at OKW that day sucked. No sugar coating it and it was inexcusable.
It was about 2 p.m. and they were still telling me they had no rooms. Explaining to me that the room I was going to get was having its carpets cleaned. I said I would sign a waiver not needing it done. I said I woukld just sneak in and go into the bathrooms where there is no carpet and then leave.
Again, I explained the situation with Baylor. Said he needed to get his bandages changed and cleaned and he needed to have a room to do so in. Asked fif instead of the two bedroom lockout, they had a dedicated two bedroom. I offered the solution of either a studio or one bedroom portion of the two bedroom lockout that might be free and we did not care if we could not get into the adjoining room needed until later.
No room at all was clean or ready, was all I kept getting.
They were though kind enough to tell me I could come back to the resort and use the pool shower area.
I explained in a voice that exuded distain that the shower room was not acceptable because of infection. That he could not sit on a dirty floor while I changed open wounds and get sand, dirt or germs into it.
I also explained that if she were telling me that from 11 am until 2 p.m. there was not a single room open in any of the buildings with either a studio, one bedroom or two bedroom dedicated, they were full of sh!t. That was my exact words.
I was aware that people leave at 5 am on the Magical Express every day going forward to catch a plane home, because we have, so I know not everyone checked out at 11 am.
Still got nowhere and I wrote down her name and told her she would be dealt with after the vacation was over. I promised that heads would roll.
Seeing me talk in a hightened voice and walk away for privacy, the kids now were sure they knew something besides DTD was going on.
When asked I acknowledged that we were heading to a park but said nothing about MVMCP.
Carsyn, in her frugal mindset, started asking why we would go at 2:30 p.m. to a park when it would close soon, rather than saving our money for another day.
I lied and said we had an extra free days ticket and it was fine.
So - the kids changed their clothes and we had the pleasure of turning the Trail Blazer into a scene from Project Runway.
Suitcases were ransacked, people stood guard in front of open doors and I spent my time thinking of how I could find the hideous CM who worked the phones for rooms that day and refused to give us a single room. I had the urge to shave off her eyebrows.
Treyner could give a rip about modesty and dropped trough in the middle of the lot - next to the "Mom, I am gay!" car and changed into jeans. (Boxers are a wonderful invention!) When people looked at the hillbilly show - he simply waved and might have flipped a finger at them to finish off the salute. I am sure to the Grand Floridian crowd - we were an abomination of all things classy.
Carsyn worked her magic with little exposure in the vehicle and then I climbed in the back with Baylor and tried to attend to his leg the best I could. Again, his upper leg is still raw and jeans will rub so that needed to be re-covered. His graft site needed a dressing change and a fat woman and a 5'5 boy needing to stretch his leg do not fit easy in the second row of a car.
Re-writing this still makes me hot.
Dan and I decided to avoid arrest and just threw on jackets. We are from MN - how cold could it get?
For MVMCP they open the gates to people at 4p.m. We wanted to be there for sure by then and maybe a bit early and thus - climbed in the mobile changing room and took off for the parking lot at the Poly.
Why the Poly?
2 reasons.
#1 I had a watch that needed to be taken back to the gift shop there and Carsyn had a ring that had turned gross.
#2 I wanted to take advantage of the monorail.
Yup. I will admit if I can be legitimate in my reasons - I will use the monorail resorts privileges. Shame me, flog me, chastise me. I do not care. At the point when I know I need to get my son back to our resort as fast as possible to get his leg properly cared for, I will do what I have to do.
We exchanged our defective items and jumped on the monorail. Tried to act like we belong! Ya know...we didn't lick the windows or smush our faces up to the doors like we had never seen a moving apparatus before that let ya up high!
We should have changed clothes in our monorail car since we were alone.
Can you just imagine?!!! Picture this:
The monorail slows down and opens up at the GF. Ima S. Poiledrottenbiach in her Louis Vuitton sling backs, peers in over her Dior sunglasses.
To her dismay and her dignified tots in their starched blazers, here we are in all our glory.
Getting all gusseted up in our evening park fineries of flannel drawers and corduroys! Maybe we could even be slapping on some extra deodorant!
After we got off the monorail, the butterflies in my tummy started. It gets me every time we walk down the ramp and into the gates to glory.
I had never been there at Christams and the beauty of the decor was outstanding. We took quite a few pics outside the rail station. Most of our time was spent trying to time rude people getting in the way of our shots! They would even blatantly get directly behind the Disney photographers! People need to pay attention and be curtious to others!
Carsyn insisted that Dan and I take pics here also. This was the turning point for me to be really sure how she felt about him and him and I together.
Dan has braces and he is used to not smiling big to cover his teeth. Have you seen our gigantic chicklettes? This means in our big mouth clan it is not a picture until there is choppers. She kept asking him why he was making faces like he had the need for a bowel movement.
He finally got it right for her perfection!
Him showing his teeth because she kept saying - "I want teeth!"
Finally she was happy!
We headed in and got our maps and this, was when they finally understood what they were here for! They had no clue what MVMCP on the tickets meant until the end and I was glad for that one surprise!
As we headed to DTD we discussed our eating choices.
A: WPE (Wolfgang Puck Express)
B: EOS (Earl of Sandwich)
(I friggin hate when I do not know what the initials stand for that people type. I feel like an outsider or an adult sitting at the kids table at Thanksgiving listening them talk all techie things beyond my comprehension - like Ipod's! So if there are acronyms (please God tell me that is the right word choice) placed - the first time I will try and post the full length verbiage.)
Decided on EOS as we had never been and trying something new seemed like a great idea.
It took us awhile to find a place to park. The lot was crazy busy and we finally found a spot next to a car that was sporting writing on the car back window.
Not: Just Married
Not: Engaged
Not: WDW or Bust
Not: I have my own teeth
What it said was:
"Mom, I'm Gay!"
No joke and no sh!t. I could not make it up. Treyner took a picture of it but I think it is on his old phone - if I can get at it, I will post.
Note to self: Have conversation with kids that if there is any big, revealing, unexpected news that they want to share with me, ask them not to post it on their car.
Examples:
Not: Mom, I just flunked out of College.
Not: Mom, I am moving back in.
Not: Mom, I am pregnant and going on Maury to find out who is the babies Daddy.
Not: Mom, I am going on Maury to find out if I am the babies Daddy.
Now if any of my children were to decide their sexuality was not what it currently is - I would not care. I just would like that info to be privately discussed. Just like I am sure they would not want me to put on the back of the minivan
"Kids - I just got lucky last night!"
After several pics next to the car and the kids sending them to their friends - we ponied up in EOS to get our sammies on.
Warning: I have decided to post the pics in full size - too much time spent editing the pics and re-sizing. If anyone has a jumbo screen and needs to step back - sorry but suck it up sistah!
I had looked at the menu before arrival and had read about the glorious taste treat I wanted. Carsyn agreed so be both ordered:
Caribbean Jerk Chicken - Grilled chicken, roasted peppers with a spicy jerk sauce. - $4.95
Boys wanted the same sandwich:
The Earl's Club - Roast turkey, bacon, Swiss cheese, lettuce and tomato. - $4.95
And finally:
Dan (he is just so cute here...I just want to melt...) ordered some sandwich that I cannot find any longer. It had salami and turkey and sounds a lot like:
The Scudetto - Salami, Capicola, ham, and mortadella with fresh sliced mozzarella, Roma tomato and marinara. - $4.95 but I do not remember it having marinara and he is not here to ask so I cannot confirm or deny. It for sure either is or is not the sandwich. That I do know!
For dessert, 4 of us ordered the cupcakes with sprinkles. I am a sucker for sprinkles! The cake to be honest was very moist. I was expecting stale, school cupcakes but got a pretty good version of Betty instead!
This was mine after Treyner swiped his mitt through it - insisting he make sure it was not poisoned. Such a giving son!
Dan needed a stronger chocolate fix and thus ordered a brownie.
Dan and I only ate half of our sandwiches and his brownie went mostly back into the container for later.
Not a one of us were disappointed with the food. The service line went fast to order but they do need to organize a bit better the pick up line. The pop fountains are right beside the pick up queing area and if you want to fill or re-fill anything, you need to cut through people and pray you do not get bumped.
We then went around and checked out the sights. I enjoyed looking at gift ideas and the great decorations.
During this beautiful viewing extravaganza...
I also kept calling the number to the resort Gods - asking for our room.
And calling. And begging. And getting more and more frustrated.
I love Disney. I love the Mouse. I love telling people to come here and taking over their trip plans. But I will tell you that the service at OKW that day sucked. No sugar coating it and it was inexcusable.
It was about 2 p.m. and they were still telling me they had no rooms. Explaining to me that the room I was going to get was having its carpets cleaned. I said I would sign a waiver not needing it done. I said I woukld just sneak in and go into the bathrooms where there is no carpet and then leave.
Again, I explained the situation with Baylor. Said he needed to get his bandages changed and cleaned and he needed to have a room to do so in. Asked fif instead of the two bedroom lockout, they had a dedicated two bedroom. I offered the solution of either a studio or one bedroom portion of the two bedroom lockout that might be free and we did not care if we could not get into the adjoining room needed until later.
No room at all was clean or ready, was all I kept getting.
They were though kind enough to tell me I could come back to the resort and use the pool shower area.
I explained in a voice that exuded distain that the shower room was not acceptable because of infection. That he could not sit on a dirty floor while I changed open wounds and get sand, dirt or germs into it.
I also explained that if she were telling me that from 11 am until 2 p.m. there was not a single room open in any of the buildings with either a studio, one bedroom or two bedroom dedicated, they were full of sh!t. That was my exact words.
I was aware that people leave at 5 am on the Magical Express every day going forward to catch a plane home, because we have, so I know not everyone checked out at 11 am.
Still got nowhere and I wrote down her name and told her she would be dealt with after the vacation was over. I promised that heads would roll.
Seeing me talk in a hightened voice and walk away for privacy, the kids now were sure they knew something besides DTD was going on.
When asked I acknowledged that we were heading to a park but said nothing about MVMCP.
Carsyn, in her frugal mindset, started asking why we would go at 2:30 p.m. to a park when it would close soon, rather than saving our money for another day.
I lied and said we had an extra free days ticket and it was fine.
So - the kids changed their clothes and we had the pleasure of turning the Trail Blazer into a scene from Project Runway.
Suitcases were ransacked, people stood guard in front of open doors and I spent my time thinking of how I could find the hideous CM who worked the phones for rooms that day and refused to give us a single room. I had the urge to shave off her eyebrows.
Treyner could give a rip about modesty and dropped trough in the middle of the lot - next to the "Mom, I am gay!" car and changed into jeans. (Boxers are a wonderful invention!) When people looked at the hillbilly show - he simply waved and might have flipped a finger at them to finish off the salute. I am sure to the Grand Floridian crowd - we were an abomination of all things classy.
Carsyn worked her magic with little exposure in the vehicle and then I climbed in the back with Baylor and tried to attend to his leg the best I could. Again, his upper leg is still raw and jeans will rub so that needed to be re-covered. His graft site needed a dressing change and a fat woman and a 5'5 boy needing to stretch his leg do not fit easy in the second row of a car.
Re-writing this still makes me hot.
Dan and I decided to avoid arrest and just threw on jackets. We are from MN - how cold could it get?
For MVMCP they open the gates to people at 4p.m. We wanted to be there for sure by then and maybe a bit early and thus - climbed in the mobile changing room and took off for the parking lot at the Poly.
Why the Poly?
2 reasons.
#1 I had a watch that needed to be taken back to the gift shop there and Carsyn had a ring that had turned gross.
#2 I wanted to take advantage of the monorail.
Yup. I will admit if I can be legitimate in my reasons - I will use the monorail resorts privileges. Shame me, flog me, chastise me. I do not care. At the point when I know I need to get my son back to our resort as fast as possible to get his leg properly cared for, I will do what I have to do.
We exchanged our defective items and jumped on the monorail. Tried to act like we belong! Ya know...we didn't lick the windows or smush our faces up to the doors like we had never seen a moving apparatus before that let ya up high!
We should have changed clothes in our monorail car since we were alone.
Can you just imagine?!!! Picture this:
The monorail slows down and opens up at the GF. Ima S. Poiledrottenbiach in her Louis Vuitton sling backs, peers in over her Dior sunglasses.
To her dismay and her dignified tots in their starched blazers, here we are in all our glory.Getting all gusseted up in our evening park fineries of flannel drawers and corduroys! Maybe we could even be slapping on some extra deodorant!
After we got off the monorail, the butterflies in my tummy started. It gets me every time we walk down the ramp and into the gates to glory.
I had never been there at Christams and the beauty of the decor was outstanding. We took quite a few pics outside the rail station. Most of our time was spent trying to time rude people getting in the way of our shots! They would even blatantly get directly behind the Disney photographers! People need to pay attention and be curtious to others!
Carsyn insisted that Dan and I take pics here also. This was the turning point for me to be really sure how she felt about him and him and I together.
Dan has braces and he is used to not smiling big to cover his teeth. Have you seen our gigantic chicklettes? This means in our big mouth clan it is not a picture until there is choppers. She kept asking him why he was making faces like he had the need for a bowel movement.
He finally got it right for her perfection!
Him showing his teeth because she kept saying - "I want teeth!"
Finally she was happy!
We headed in and got our maps and this, was when they finally understood what they were here for! They had no clue what MVMCP on the tickets meant until the end and I was glad for that one surprise!
Stopped to get gas and there was a lady putting gas into a boat for sale. Big boat 
with a nice size cabin and since that is on my wish list in the next few years - thought I would meander over and investigate said boat for sale. 
Then a sputter and it is directly next to me on the side of the boat.
