From Oil Wells to Jingle Bells-Bells,pg.66, See you in September!

It looks like the official score is going to be about 19 and a half inches at O'Hare, pretty close to the same thing he in lovely C'ville. Hopefully now we won't have to listen to how the "Sky is Falling" every time we turn on the tv.
And for the record it is now 185 hours without a smoke.
For some reason, I expected to feel better than I do.

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Saturday at Pop was turning out to be a great day!
I wasn't cold, I wasn't hungry.
I wasn't tired and I wasn't in pain.

Then I had to go and ruin it all by getting out of bed.

Truthfully, we did get a bit of a break today:
This is a "resort" day, no parks, and we don't have to go anywhere until our 6:35 reservation at Yacht'smen Steakhouse, a first timer for us, and the weathermen are saying it'll be a bit warmer today: high around 64.

64 degrees can actually be good lying by the pool time, provided:
you're in direct sunlight,'
there's no wind at all,
and your chair is on fire.

That morning I made the long trek down to the store to get a newspaper before they were all gone, brought the camera with too because it occured to me I never took the usual "room view" picture for this trip.

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Sometime during the day I must have gotten industrious because we are going to jump 12 months into the future according to the camera and we do this without a working flex capacitor.

Nothing much has changed though, on the way back the Harley Boys were setting up shopp again, I went inside and stretched out on the bed and thumbed through the paper.

After awhile I stepped outside for a smoke and to see if it was warming up yet. It was then that I saw the strangest thing.

One Harley Boy is power washing the deck, as usual, but the other one is just slowly walking along, looking around and mumbling to himself. The smoke can wait a few more minutes, I ambled over to see what was up.

Oh, he's counting to himself. Counting the CHAIRS to himself. Well, not entirely to himself, his lips are moving and I could hear faint sounds;

"73, 74, 75,,,,,,,,"

I walked along behind him, he was totally oblivious of me being so focused on his counting. And he would touch each hair with his hand as he walked past and counted it.
"95, 96, 97,,,,,,,"

Now, you do realize that there is no way, no how on this man's planet that I am going to be able to allow him to complete this chore without at least one "do over."

"104, 105,,,,,,,"

"Excuse me, did the Magic win last night?" "Last I saw they were winning 109 to 105 with only 95 seconds left and Howard already had 31 points but 4 fouls so did you happen to catch the final score?"

I noticed that he wouldn't let go of the last chair as I was talking to him, as if to "save his place" with his finger in the page of the book so all I can hope for now is that the numbers alone do the job.

At first his eyes lit up, an obvious Magic fan, he told me they won, then I told him I'm a Bulls fan.

"Then how come you're so interested in the Magic game last night?"

"I'm not", I was honest with him, "I just wanted to see the look on you're face when you realized you forgot where you left off in your count."

He looked at his hand on the chair and it seemed he was about to do the "nope, got it right here" victory dance, then the blank look came across his face and knew that it was all gone.

"I think it was 79," I told him.
His eyes lit up briefly, then he shook his head, mumbled "thanks alot" and walked down to the end.

And yes, I did have a pretty big smile on my face standing there alone in the smoking section.

I wouldn't have if I'd known what was going to be coming in just a few hours.

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About 10:30 Smidgy and I decided to use a counter service meal for breakfast so we hurried over to the food court before it was too late.

Being on time can be overrated.

It had really cleared out by now, no waits, so we walked right up to the counter and told the guy we both wanted the breakfast platter.

Wouldn't you just know it, behind the counter under a lamp sits 2 of the very breakfast platters the we so desire, all pre made for us. Sure enough, he grabbed them both and put them on the top.

Smidgy asked him if he wouldn't mind making us up fresh plates, but he took it like she had just told him that his mother works for Universal.
He got all offended and hurt and promised us he had just made them up two minutes ago and there's nothing wrong with them so we ended up taking them anyway.

We had both gotten these meals before and found it to be pretty good,,,,,,,,but this was another disappointment concerning the food this trip.

The two pieces of French toast are now more like French Toast Sticks that you get in the frozen food section, and no matter what the "chef" had told us, both plates were barely luke warm. Smidgy went to one microwave, I to another.

That turned the scrambled eggs into nerf balls, and no I don't have any nutritional information concerning nerfs.

Wben we were finished we rinsed out the mugs and filled them with Sprite, I had also gotten a bottle of Sprite with my meal to bring back with us. That's the hard part when you fly down, keeping mixers and pop in your room when you don't have a cooler.

Walking back, the sun now felt good so we decided to give it a shot and changed into suits and went out by the pool. This time we weren't going to play the ShadowChase game and we just went and settled in on the other side where the sun DOES shine.

And yes, I had to wonder what number chair I was now sitting in.

It wasn't too bad sitting there, got lucky with hardly no wind and a couple of hours passed with us just reading and relaxing. My exercise was getting up and walking to the smoking area. This was something I used to always dread in the past, because someone would just about always try to start a conversation with me and I just couldn't hear them. But the new and improved Nebo with the bionic hearing now relishes meeting strangers and talking with them.
Un less they're the manic motor mouth kind.

Somewhere around 3, I mentioned to Smidgy that we're gonna have to call it quits pretty soon and start getting ready for dinner. For some reason this is always my job, I'm the town crier when it comes to the when we have to leave, go, get ready, pack up, be at the bus stop, whatever.
She asked how long, I told her half an hour.

Then I screwed up.

The sun had passed way over to the right by now, and my chair was facing the wrong way.

I should have left it alone.

Really.

SHould have just left it alone, but I didn't.

I got up, grabbed the top part of the lounger and swung it around to face the sun again.

Then I pushed it forward just a bit, holding the top of part where your head would rest.

It slid just fine at first, but then a leg caught in a crack or something and it came to a sudden stop.

But the top could still keep moving a little bit and when it did, it threw me off balance and I had to catch myself or stumble over the whole thing.

And that was all she wrote for my back.

I got that little zap in my lower back that I know so well, I muttered "uh oh" to myself, then I eased myself back down into the thing.

I know it sounds like not much has happened, but I know better, this is the equivalent of the end of the world happening for me.
That "zap" means many things.
It means that this is going to take weeks to heal,
it also means that in about two hours I am going to be totally locked up, in unbelievable amounts of pain and the days of tying my own shoes are going to be just a memory again.

What it mean is that I have just thrown my back out.

This is something I haven't had to deal with too much in the last ten years, one reason for that is I have watched my weight better than I used to. I'm not kidding, it seemed that if I put on just ten pounds I would have back problems again.

Well, lately I have put on some more weight, but definately my belly has gotten bigger.

As I lay there in the chair I didn't know what to do, and I don't know how bad this is going to get.

I thought one thing that might have contributed to this happening is how much my body has been tensed up the last 3 days from the cold, and in a little while it's going to start locking up but good, and there will be no stopping it.
The more it hurts, the more it's going to tense up and then the more it's going to hurt,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

That reasoning had me thinking that maybe I could keep the pain away if I did'nt let it start, but now I am mentally slappiing myself for not saving and bringing more pain pills with me.

But thankfully, I haven't gone too wild on them this trip, and maybe if I don't hurt, I won't tense up and the whole thing will pass.

"Diane, I'm going to go make a drink, want something?"

Took the pills out of the safe in the room, gobbled up 3 of them, then I grabbed the bucket and went for ice.

Shoot, it's already starting to lock up, crap!

Hurrying down to the ice maching room, I found that the out of order sign is still stuck on the machine, it's been there since we checked in.
Great, I'm not running up the stairs.
I took the elevator up a floor, this machine was empty, I guess because the one downstairs isn't working and everybody is using this one.

Found a working maching on the 3rd floor, filled the bucket and went back to the room and made the drinks.

A half hour later and the pills didn't do crap, it was like handing King Kong a bandaid after the whole Empire State Building incident.

I had to tell Smidgy because sooner or later she's going to have to help me out of this lounger. Besides, I'm pretty sure she'll think somethings wrong when I'm still lying here in my bathing suit at midnight.

In the room she helped me get ready for dinner, there was not way I could even reach my feet to put on socks and shoes, and we talked about options.

Live with it as is.

Or, since it's so cold anyway, and an even deeper freeze is moving back in tomorrow they say, cut our losses now.

We still have four days of tickets left, we can add 4 more days and get the no expiration option, saving the parks for a later trip. But then there's the problem of the ADRs and free dining, we'd have to have our meals at the resorts, and that's if we can get reservations at the last minute. Oh, and there's Downtaown Disney for options, not exactly great choices.

Plus there's the transportation problem, you have to go to a park before you can transfer over to another resort to go for dinner; if my back could handle all the bus trips and the standing and waiting then we might as well keep things as they are.

Price wise is would all work out the same, even though the tickets are cheaper the more you add, adding in the no experation option is the great equalizer.

There's also the problem of what to do with all the time, no, not sitting in a movie theatre like this.

I pretty much decided to just try and tough it out.

But tonight I'm getting a Fillet, and I'm going to savor every ounce of it.

Even if it kills me.
 
OH, I feel your pain :hug: It's a terrible feeling when you feel it and know what's coming!! Especially when you're out of muscle relaxers (or pain meds). Makes me hurt for you :sad2:
 
*SNORT* *GUFFAW* :rotfl: The loverly babynurse only PRETENDS to be a hot college chick - she's the mother of like a million kids - one of whom is almost an adult - to be fair, she looks like a hot college chick, but looks can be deceiving! All that horse wrangling and baby delivering has been good to our loverly babynurse, but young she ain't!


Now look here you little pot stirrer! Bob seems like a very intelligent man. Let him decide who is hot and who is not.:upsidedow



And if anyone ever reads my TR, they will find that I do indeed own up to posting under the guise of a hotT college chick.


As for being old, well, I am in my thirties. So if that's old, well, then I guess that'd be me.:mad:


Soooo Miss C. Stalker, I hope you can learn to "reign" in your viscious spewings. Nebo won't know what to do with a couple of ladies *ahem* hollerin' and fussin' on his TR. Although he might suggest we jump into a vat of jello and work out our differences there.:rolleyes:


Besides I am young at heart. My Peter Pan complex is FIRMLY in place. I harumph you. Good Day!!
 

Ow, ow, ow...I'm cringing reading about your back...But that's what you get for dancing with the chair when Smidgy is right next to you ;). Seriously though, I can feel your pain...I've been going through some back problems myself that has been ongoing for at least 10 years, and I know it's absolutely no fun to not be able to walk, turn, bend, or do any thing close to normal...I am cringing to find out how the rest of the trip turns out with the added back pain. :sad2:
 
But tonight I'm getting a Fillet, and I'm going to savor every ounce of it.

Even if it kills me.


There's that "old" hotT college chick try. Hehe


I'm very sorry about your back. Dangit that would be sucktacular. But I like that the filet is keeping you motivated, and for that I give you: :thumbsup2:thumbsup2
 
I just found out something: your TR's are funnier if I read them while at work.


...or this episode just struck me as funny. (Not the part about your back, that's no fun.)
 
Did you ever think that maybe the Harley Boy put a curse on the lounge chair to get back at you for messing with him when he was trying to do his job? Did you hear him mumbling, "Treguna, Mekoides, Trecorum Satis Dee"?
Anyway, sorry to hear about your back troubles. DH often gets hurt during our Disney adventures, so I know how there's the pain compounded by the loss of vacation fun. Hope your back is doing better now.
 
Where in Wyoming are you from? I'm from Montana, but close to the state line - we spent a lot of time in Wyoming.

Well, not the scenic part of the state :lmao:....Casper....
I don't recall EVER having a snow day. But when we lived in Ohio OMG we would have so many snow days we were going until mid June.

I posted before I read about your back...oh no! I hope your pain pills kicked in and you got to enjoy your filet! I was laughing about what you did to the poor pool guy, now I think he did put a hex on you!
 
:scared1: Not the dreaded ZAP! Ugh, I know it well. :sad2:

I'm with everyone else... cringing for the next update.




Another congrats is in order too ~ 185 hrs. as of your post (I think it's 200 hrs as I type this) smoke-free!!! I'm amazed and impressed and so proud of you both!
 
Now look here you little pot stirrer! Bob seems like a very intelligent man. Let him decide who is hot and who is not.:upsidedow

And if anyone ever reads my TR, they will find that I do indeed own up to posting under the guise of a hotT college chick.

As for being old, well, I am in my thirties. So if that's old, well, then I guess that'd be me.:mad:

Soooo Miss C. Stalker, I hope you can learn to "reign" in your viscious spewings. Nebo won't know what to do with a couple of ladies *ahem* hollerin' and fussin' on his TR. Although he might suggest we jump into a vat of jello and work out our differences there.:rolleyes:

Besides I am young at heart. My Peter Pan complex is FIRMLY in place. I harumph you. Good Day!!


Ladies, ladies, please, no figh.... umm, did someone say jello wrestling? popcorn::
 
Poor Nebo, now your back:sad1: vacation should be fun and excitement around every lounge chair:rotfl2: NOT back pain:sad2: Guess you didn't get the memo, voice mail, email, twitter, facebook.... Dang I am hoping things get better, Vikes falling from the sky:rotfl2:somethin...

Keep up the great work with NO smoking.:3dglasses
 
Yacht'smen Steakhouse, a first timer for us,

Never been. Can't to hear what you thunk!

64 degrees

I can live with that ::yes::

Now, you do realize that there is no way, no how on this man's planet that I am going to be able to allow him to complete this chore without at least one "do over."

"104, 105,,,,,,,"

"Excuse me, did the Magic win last night?" "Last I saw they were winning 109 to 105 with only 95 seconds left and Howard already had 31 points but 4 fouls so did you happen to catch the final score?"

I noticed that he wouldn't let go of the last chair as I was talking to him, as if to "save his place" with his finger in the page of the book so all I can hope for now is that the numbers alone do the job.

At first his eyes lit up, an obvious Magic fan, he told me they won, then I told him I'm a Bulls fan.

"Then how come you're so interested in the Magic game last night?"

"I'm not", I was honest with him, "I just wanted to see the look on you're face when you realized you forgot where you left off in your count."

He looked at his hand on the chair and it seemed he was about to do the "nope, got it right here" victory dance, then the blank look came across his face and knew that it was all gone.

"I think it was 79," I told him.
His eyes lit up briefly, then he shook his head, mumbled "thanks alot" and walked down to the end.

That was just soooo wrong on so many levels - LOVE IT:rotfl2:

And yes, I had to wonder what number chair I was now sitting in.

Why didn't you get up and count them;):confused3

And that was all she wrote for my back.

Oh no:hug:
 
I would have gone back and demanded a fresh breakfast. Don't mess with my food (totally new to me since I quit smoking...)

Man, what a bummer about your back, on top of all the bad weather woes. No wonder it wasn't great trip for you. All the more reason to go back soon.
 
Laziness, Pure laziness. That's what I call it.


Now they can't bring it back cause there'd be egg on their face.

Rotten eggs!

Hey, let's be totally radical and instead of my usual blue we'll post the comments in red. Wow, I am out there tonight! Boy I want a smoke,,,, will it count if I put kitty litter in a one hitter?
Jen, I think you're right, just another cost saving move, and now they can't bring it back.


@smidgy, oh no you are married to one of those mash folks too? Lance can watch that all day every day with the occasional Walker break. That is how I got into sweepstakes. Helps pass the time. Hey it works and has gotten us some pretty cool stuff. Even won three years of DVC points.
On a serious note stay warm and safe. The news out here is saying this is gonna be a whopper of a storm.

QB is was a whopper and a big mac, I'll have to post a couple of pics of what it looks like out in front. And yes I like Mash, oh wait, let's do it right:
M*A*S*H*, that and Star Trek are about all the shows I watch so nobody can complain.


I just called my sister in WoodDale for her b-day. Her hubby was supposed to take her out to dinner, with Mom coming over to take care of their newborn baby girl. Well, Mom got there OK, but nobody is going out. Sounds like they're having a big slumber party over there, with Mom cooking for the clan. I made sis promise to not let Mom go home until it's clear in a couple of days.

Oh yeah, Mom will be 90 next October.

-Bob

That's great! Just in time for the Food and Wine Festival.

Just keep telling each other how much better life will be post-tobacco, when you both can see, smell, and taste. And take those free upgrades!

I've also been meaning to add my words of encouragement to Nebo (and you too, Smidgy). My oldest sis died a couple of years ago from her 3-pack-a-day habit. Heartbreaking to watch. I'm sooo glad you guys are quitting. :woohoo: Hang in there, Nebo and Smidgy! :hug:

-Bob

Still hangin in there Bob, past the 2 hundered hour marker so now it's measured just in days,,,,,and as far as looking forward to more trips,,,,I'm listening to Tomorrow's Child as I'm typing this, wish they would bring that song back.

Time to break out the Monopoly board!
I'll only play if I can have the greenies.

Ok... Have to jump in here. It has been scientifically proven that people who frequently watch MASH reruns are morally and ethically superior and by far more intelligent than those who don't. And yes, I frequently say the casts' lines before they do...


:rolleyes1

Way to go. Boy, Mclean Stevenson really blew it on that call didn't he? They were so mad at him quitting at the last minute, that's why they killed him off, to make sure he could never come back.
 
OH, I feel your pain :hug: It's a terrible feeling when you feel it and know what's coming!! Especially when you're out of muscle relaxers (or pain meds). Makes me hurt for you :sad2:

Ah, I can tell someone else has been dthere. But I never godt any help from the muscle relaxers, plus I hated how drowsy and crappy they made me feel.

Now look here you little pot stirrer! Bob seems like a very intelligent man. Let him decide who is hot and who is not.:upsidedow

Hear hear!


And if anyone ever reads my TR, they will find that I do indeed own up to posting under the guise of a hotT college chick.

Hear hear!

As for being old, well, I am in my thirties. So if that's old, well, then I guess that'd be me.:mad:

Hear hear!


Soooo Miss C. Stalker, I hope you can learn to "reign" in your viscious spewings. Nebo won't know what to do with a couple of ladies *ahem* hollerin' and fussin' on his TR. Although he might suggest we jump into a vat of jello and work out our differences there.:rolleyes:

Where where?


Good Day!!

Ow, ow, ow...I'm cringing reading about your back...But that's what you get for dancing with the chair when Smidgy is right next to you ;). Seriously though, I can feel your pain...I've been going through some back problems myself that has been ongoing for at least 10 years, and I know it's absolutely no fun to not be able to walk, turn, bend, or do any thing close to normal...I am cringing to find out how the rest of the trip turns out with the added back pain. :sad2:

Thanks TMW, but I think you pretty much know how it was the rest of the trip.

I just found out something: your TR's are funnier if I read them while at work.


...or this episode just struck me as funny. (Not the part about your back, that's no fun.)

Okittysquared, it's the "forbidden fruit" aspect that does it, you're not supposed to be reading this crap at work so that alone makes it better.

Well, then I don't feel so bad for not saying hi! They would have thought I was weird yelling "Hello NEBO AND SMIDGY" at them! :lmao:

from Smidgy, quote:
actualy, I beg to differ with Nebo.. I think we DID eat once, behind the big numbers, one of the first few days before the temperatures plummeted. but then again, I could be wrong.

You know, I think for sure now you are right. I do remember eating outside early in the trip, and it probably would have been on Tuesday, the 30th like you thought. My mistake, the Pop trips are running together.


Did you ever think that maybe the Harley Boy put a curse on the lounge chair to get back at you for messing with him when he was trying to do his job? Did you hear him mumbling, "Treguna, Mekoides, Trecorum Satis Dee"?

Hmm, only part of the curse I can decipher is the Sandra Dee part. Are you sure you didn't mean "Gort, klattu, boratta niktu?"

QUOTE]

You know Danielle, I never once ever made that connection until you just mentinoed it. Wonder why?

I posted before I read about your back...oh no! I hope your pain pills kicked in and you got to enjoy your filet! I was laughing about what you did to the poor pool guy, now I think he did put a hex on you!

hmm,,,So, you think so too, that I may have been cursed by a demonic cast member conjuring up spells in the cold, dark, utilidors. I just may complain to the head Disney honcho about this, what's his name? Oh yeah, Igor.

hmmm
 
yessiree it's part 3 of the Nebo tripleheader post coming right atcha.

Yep. Harley Boy gets the last laugh.

You too, huh?

:scared1: Not the dreaded ZAP! Ugh, I know it well. :sad2:

I'm with everyone else... cringing for the next update.




Another congrats is in order too ~ 185 hrs. as of your post (I think it's 200 hrs as I type this) smoke-free!!! I'm amazed and impressed and so proud of you both!

Ah, another member of the lower back zap appreciation club. I have always told people it's like being tapped with a cattle prod,,,,,and no,,,,,you know the rest.

Ladies, ladies, please, no figh.... umm, did someone say jello wrestling? popcorn::

:rotfl2: We absolutely need a "two half naked women rolling in jello" smiley, who can get to work on that?

Poor Nebo, now your back:sad1: vacation should be fun and excitement around every lounge chair:rotfl2: NOT back pain:sad2: Guess you didn't get the memo, voice mail, email, twitter, facebook....

Right, the only message sent to me was by spinal zap.

Dang I am hoping things get better, Vikes falling from the sky:rotfl2:somethin...

I can hear B.J. Thomas singing it now, "Vicodin keeps falling on my head....."

Keep up the great work with NO smoking.:3dglasses

Yes ma'am, will do.

Never been. Can't wait to hear what you thunk!

coming

I can live with that ::yes::

Yeah, but when it says 64 degrees for a high,,,,,, that's exactly what it means. It's not 64 degrees most of the day. Most of the day it's in the forties and fifties,,,,,then it slowly inches up and just barely touches 64, then it immediately starts dropping back down.

That was just soooo wrong on so many levels - LOVE IT:rotfl2:

yeah, I guess he got even allright.

Why didn't you get up and count them;):confused3

Because I would have had to start at the same place he did and I wasn't sure what his order was.

Oh no:hug:

I would have gone back and demanded a fresh breakfast. Don't mess with my food (totally new to me since I quit smoking...)

Man, what a bummer about your back, on top of all the bad weather woes. No wonder it wasn't great trip for you. All the more reason to go back soon.

Yeah, yeah,,,,,,but September seems to far away right now.
 












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