DIS Dad #257, Galactic Salad Dodger
- Nov 10, 2008
I'm finally here! Sorry it took me so long!
That's, uh...not good.My Dad really enjoyed the last trip because I remember him asking if we would be going back while they still lived in their old house (my childhood street address). I’m not sure my Mom enjoyed it so much as her answer to my Dad’s question was cynical enough to lead Fran and myself to believe that that we shouldn’t take them back anytime soon.
Beautiful flowers! I've always liked irises.So we figured that perhaps traveling during the Flower & Garden Festival might be the thing to entice her. In fact her FB employment is “Iris Grower at home.” Here’s some of her posts from FB.
OK, so here’s some of the things I’ve dug up out of the archives. Embarrassing childhood photos.
I guess you had your priorities!One thing that haunts all Music Majors is the start of semester auditions for placement in ensembles, so you can see why I didn’t stop practicing even on a 4WD Camping trip to Canyonlands, Utah, back when I was in school.
I don't know what I expected to see in this TR, but...that wasn't it.
I finally got Fran to give me all her clothes that she wanted to take well in advance of the trip.
I know the feeling.In my last TR this summed up things pretty well, because right off the bat it happened again. We had a failure to communicate.
When Fran and I go places, we always run late, so we build in buffer time. I had said, “Let’s target leaving at 5:30AM, that way when we run late, we’ll be OK.” I don’t know if she didn’t hear me say the word “leaving” or she thinks I’m a lot faster than I really am, cause she woke me up at 5:20AM.
That's all great news!Since then we have figured out her new meds, and she is eating more appropriately for the reaction. As a result, she had dropped a ton of weight. The week before we left, we took almost 60 pairs of pants and shorts to the thrift store because they are 2 or 3 sizes too big.
Thank goodness. I'm sure it was a bit uncomfortable.I posted it on FB, and this was probably one of my most ever commented upon posts! It got pretty hilarious, as long as we didn’t die, which we didn’t.
Was it turbulence or anti-stall software?The trip was so turbulent that the Captain never turned off the Fasten Seatbelts sign, even the flight attendants had to remain in their seats for most of the flight.
So...yay?With only 31 of those planes in the fleet, I'm not sure how we got them for both legs. Just lucky I guess!
That's what you get for saying something.On our way to the DME we got sidetracked by this little retro candy shop. Fran passed it totally and I commented that I couldn't believe we didn't get sucked in by the candy store, and she’s like, “What?”
So we turned around, and we ended up with a whole stash of goodies.
I wouldn't mind trying it. I've heard good things.It’s kind of a cute restaurant but I think I would get really tired of listening to Jimmy Buffet songs if I was an employee here. By breakfast I already was sick of Margaritavilla and Cheeseburger in Paradise, and I actually like those songs!
What kind of Cracker jack operation are they running here?