I have found a sure-fire way to make what seemed to me to be 2 zillion days until our next Disney trip, into Oh, my GOD we are leaving any minute now!
I am sharing this information with you, however, read this only if you WANT to panic about your upcoming trip.
It actually started a few days ago.
I just happened to be sitting around missing my son Chris. I hadnt talked to him in a few days, and I was getting pretty depressed.
I am a seriously over-protective mother; my kids werent allowed to have hard candy until they turned 13, they had to be inside the house at dusk because thats baby stealing time and the key to the car didnt come out of my pocket until everyone was buckled up for safetys sake!
Now my only son is in the military. I could have a stroke any day now.
If you see me on the floor, just step over me.
I had just gotten home from work when my phone rang. Chris was calling me from Myrtle Beach where he and a few of his buddies were spending some time.
Im sure there is a group bible study this weekend and I know they will go inside at dusk.
In the middle of his bible-study weekend that ends at dusk, my son decided he couldnt wait another minute to call me. He had to tell me something right then.
(*Tissue alert*)
Now, if you dont already know this, teenagers or young adults dont tend to be overly mushy. At least mine doesnt anyway. So for him to do something like this really caught me off guard.
He only called to let me know he had been thinking about me and wanted to tell me he loved me. He loves me, thats it. He hadnt been drinking, he didnt want money, and he just wanted to make sure I knew he loved me.
Every time I think about it, it brings tears to my eyes.
He also told me he was trying to save all his leave so he could spend the entire time with us in Disney. He wasnt interested in using any of his time to see his friends; he wants to spend it all with his family.
I have been power-praying that he doesnt get deployed in the next 8 months.
He talked about the fun we had together the last time we were in Disney and how he didnt want to miss any of it this time. (He had to leave early last time.) He talked about how much he missed the girls and how he couldnt wait for the sunburn slapping party to begin.
If this all happens according to plan, I will have accomplished all my Life to dos. I dont care where we stay, eat or what we ride. As long as we are all together, I will have everything I need for the perfect vacation. My crew is where my magic is, Disney is just the backdrop.
I will make sure they get to do everything they want to do.
I love my crew so much it hurts my heart. I am so lucky.
(*End tissue alert*)
I had thought I was excited about our trip, until Chris phone call.
If that was excitement, I have no idea what I am now.
What is bigger than excited?
Anyway, all I have done so far is pay off our rooms at Pop Century. I have been saving money but didnt really have any solid plans yet.
I got an email from the Zurgs and we are planning on going to MVMCP on the 9th and to dinner together before the party. It should be big time fun.
I was discussing these plans with Del while Em was running around singing the Daddy song.
You know the Daddy song, whether you have kids or not, you have heard it from a kid. It goes something like this:
Daddy can I have a drink, Daddy can I have a snack, Daddy can I watch a movie, Daddy can I go outside and play, Daddy can I have another drink?
It goes on for quite a while. The mom song has lasted 19 years so far. The lyrics are a bit different, but its the same tune.
Every time she came into the room to sing her song, I moved the cat from the kitchen to the dryer in the bathroom or on Nikkis bed.
The cat is part of a re-location program designed to protect both herself and Em.
Em is not cat friendly.
The cat is not child friendly.
That is why the cat re-location program has been put into place.
Del did not understand the cat re-location program and questioned me about it, saying he has never seen an altercation between the parties involved.
Cat re-location has been an enormous success. Thats why.
So I have been talking to the crew more about what they would like to do on this trip. Here is where we stand.
Del is only interested in Richard Petty. Nuff said.
Commando Nikki somehow found out about parasailing and must do that along with Richard Petty.
Beatlebum wants to do anything any one else is doing, MVMCP, Richard Petty, parasailing...
Em wants to take a ride on the monorail. We are giving her up for adoption. (kidding)
Del wanted to know how many MVMCPs there would be during our stay. I told him 6 but we were only going to try to go to three. He wanted to know why we werent going to all of them.
He understood $230 a night.
When you do the math for all these extras, thats where the 2 zillion days become Oh my God were leaving any minute!
We found ways to cut some corners and we think we can pull this off. I just hope Chris still loves me when he finds out hes the one who is going parasailing with Em.
What Id like to know is the parasailing takes place on the back of a boat over water. Who is in charge of the crocodile/alligator relocation program? I want to make sure this person has had a cup of coffee the day my children are dangling over the water.
Its things like this that make me wish they were still small enough to strap into a car seat.
We also have to go to at least two character meals. The top priorities being Chef Mickeys and Crystal Palace.
The more my crew finds out about Disney has to offer, the more it cost for us to go. The crazy part is, the more it cost for us to go, the happier I am.
Because it means we are all together. It is defiantly motivation to go to work.
Oh, what do I want to do while we are there? I want to take pictures and video. Thats all. If I want to go fast in a car, Ill drive my mustang. If I want to go 450 feet in the air, Ive been taken over by aliens.
Not a big fan of heights.
I have my calendar ready to start my itinerary. Let the planning begin!
P.S. I hid Commando Nikkis whistle. She went out and bought another one. I am never going to win that battle.
I am sharing this information with you, however, read this only if you WANT to panic about your upcoming trip.
It actually started a few days ago.
I just happened to be sitting around missing my son Chris. I hadnt talked to him in a few days, and I was getting pretty depressed.
I am a seriously over-protective mother; my kids werent allowed to have hard candy until they turned 13, they had to be inside the house at dusk because thats baby stealing time and the key to the car didnt come out of my pocket until everyone was buckled up for safetys sake!
Now my only son is in the military. I could have a stroke any day now.
If you see me on the floor, just step over me.
I had just gotten home from work when my phone rang. Chris was calling me from Myrtle Beach where he and a few of his buddies were spending some time.
Im sure there is a group bible study this weekend and I know they will go inside at dusk.
In the middle of his bible-study weekend that ends at dusk, my son decided he couldnt wait another minute to call me. He had to tell me something right then.
(*Tissue alert*)
Now, if you dont already know this, teenagers or young adults dont tend to be overly mushy. At least mine doesnt anyway. So for him to do something like this really caught me off guard.
He only called to let me know he had been thinking about me and wanted to tell me he loved me. He loves me, thats it. He hadnt been drinking, he didnt want money, and he just wanted to make sure I knew he loved me.
Every time I think about it, it brings tears to my eyes.
He also told me he was trying to save all his leave so he could spend the entire time with us in Disney. He wasnt interested in using any of his time to see his friends; he wants to spend it all with his family.
I have been power-praying that he doesnt get deployed in the next 8 months.
He talked about the fun we had together the last time we were in Disney and how he didnt want to miss any of it this time. (He had to leave early last time.) He talked about how much he missed the girls and how he couldnt wait for the sunburn slapping party to begin.
If this all happens according to plan, I will have accomplished all my Life to dos. I dont care where we stay, eat or what we ride. As long as we are all together, I will have everything I need for the perfect vacation. My crew is where my magic is, Disney is just the backdrop.
I will make sure they get to do everything they want to do.
I love my crew so much it hurts my heart. I am so lucky.
(*End tissue alert*)
I had thought I was excited about our trip, until Chris phone call.
If that was excitement, I have no idea what I am now.
What is bigger than excited?
Anyway, all I have done so far is pay off our rooms at Pop Century. I have been saving money but didnt really have any solid plans yet.
I got an email from the Zurgs and we are planning on going to MVMCP on the 9th and to dinner together before the party. It should be big time fun.
I was discussing these plans with Del while Em was running around singing the Daddy song.
You know the Daddy song, whether you have kids or not, you have heard it from a kid. It goes something like this:
Daddy can I have a drink, Daddy can I have a snack, Daddy can I watch a movie, Daddy can I go outside and play, Daddy can I have another drink?
It goes on for quite a while. The mom song has lasted 19 years so far. The lyrics are a bit different, but its the same tune.
Every time she came into the room to sing her song, I moved the cat from the kitchen to the dryer in the bathroom or on Nikkis bed.
The cat is part of a re-location program designed to protect both herself and Em.
Em is not cat friendly.
The cat is not child friendly.
That is why the cat re-location program has been put into place.
Del did not understand the cat re-location program and questioned me about it, saying he has never seen an altercation between the parties involved.
Cat re-location has been an enormous success. Thats why.
So I have been talking to the crew more about what they would like to do on this trip. Here is where we stand.
Del is only interested in Richard Petty. Nuff said.
Commando Nikki somehow found out about parasailing and must do that along with Richard Petty.
Beatlebum wants to do anything any one else is doing, MVMCP, Richard Petty, parasailing...
Em wants to take a ride on the monorail. We are giving her up for adoption. (kidding)
Del wanted to know how many MVMCPs there would be during our stay. I told him 6 but we were only going to try to go to three. He wanted to know why we werent going to all of them.
He understood $230 a night.
When you do the math for all these extras, thats where the 2 zillion days become Oh my God were leaving any minute!
We found ways to cut some corners and we think we can pull this off. I just hope Chris still loves me when he finds out hes the one who is going parasailing with Em.
What Id like to know is the parasailing takes place on the back of a boat over water. Who is in charge of the crocodile/alligator relocation program? I want to make sure this person has had a cup of coffee the day my children are dangling over the water.
Its things like this that make me wish they were still small enough to strap into a car seat.
We also have to go to at least two character meals. The top priorities being Chef Mickeys and Crystal Palace.
The more my crew finds out about Disney has to offer, the more it cost for us to go. The crazy part is, the more it cost for us to go, the happier I am.
Because it means we are all together. It is defiantly motivation to go to work.
Oh, what do I want to do while we are there? I want to take pictures and video. Thats all. If I want to go fast in a car, Ill drive my mustang. If I want to go 450 feet in the air, Ive been taken over by aliens.
Not a big fan of heights.
I have my calendar ready to start my itinerary. Let the planning begin!
P.S. I hid Commando Nikkis whistle. She went out and bought another one. I am never going to win that battle.
Can't promise any animal-relocating out there though, just promise me you'll all stay in the vehicle, and...uhh...no whistle blowing out there, Commando Nikki!! 
Bad news is it takes us further away from WDW! 
