GUESS WHO'S COMING TO FREE DINNER, or, Feeding Nebo,,,,completed

[Hound 109]

The first trip was probably rated pg. This one is getting an R.
For crude humor, sexual innuendo, drug use, nudity, and stuff that might make you want to throw up.

I really hate flying. I just don't belong. You know, everything is out of my control. Last year I wanted to go into the cockpit and help them.

Might want to just order one of those $6 drinks and let the pilots take care of it.


hound

 

[nebo]

Swell, just swell. Now I'm Brucey. I prefer the shark. Brucey. As you can tell, I have no idea how to take compliments. It's never happened before. Well, until last night when somebody close to me kept staring at me during karaoke. And calling me Bruce. Then, wanted her clock cleaned. And a baloney sandwich. (oh, did I just say that out loud?)

Thanks again everyone, I''m glad you found some laughs in this.
And Lexmelinda, looks like the way things are going, I am doing my very best to become the person that you thought I was.

Gonna have to cut back on the broccoli.

Hound, glad you're not mad at me, yeah, I can get carried away some times when the arthritus is napping and the brain is flapping.

You guys know I'm dibbing avout the artriyus, rihght?

After Fantasmic, we calmly strolled down the hill with the other ten thousand people plus that were in attendence.
Made some new friends from that leisurely walk, even exchanged some phone numbers.

YEAAHH ! 911!

That night, I learned you look really stupid trying to talk a baby out of a tree.
And , there is no easier way to clear a path in front of you, than by setting yourself on fire.

We did get back to Pop, really quickly, and went straitght into the food court for a counter meal, Number two.
We both agreed on chicken penne alfredo.
whoever he is.
She liked the chicken. I liked the alfredo part. She wasn't sure what the penne reminded her of. I wasn't going to teller.

( I'm sorry, wasn't even going to post tonight due to the most ridiculous Bears game I have seen in years, and yes, it took a toll on me.)

My brain has just reverted to being in 6th grade, just like Rex Grossman's.
"Must throw ball to other team." "Must throw ball to other team".

This is the first time I ever saw the cats trying to go outside in ten inches of snow just to get away from me.

Anyway, our penne alfredo dinner was pretty decent, no complaints, and it wasn't too crowded down there, for a change, I actually felt like a human being eating in a Value Resort.

Next morning rolls around.
It's tuesday , morning. I wake up. I have had a bit of a rough night sleeping cuz of the back. But, upon wakage, I find it's not really too bad.
Wakage?

Now, I am sure, that most of you know that "she who must not be disturbed" in the morning, realizes that she is going to be disturbed, in this resort. There is no choice.
And you can probably thank the nuclear toilets for that.
And I have this contiguous disease when I am on vacation. That is, I- can't -sleep. At least not past when I usually wake up, at regular work time.

It takes a lot more than a week or two off of work, to change that inner clock thingy going on.
So, even in Orlando, I am regular. Regular time, regular day, my body has to make it regular. hmm, maybe overdid the "regular" part, you guys might think I was talking about something else.
Naaa.

Here's today's plan.
This time, we want to be one of the first in line getting into Magac Kingdom.
Made sure this is not an "early entry" day. Thought it would be best all around to Pick our Park without a "come hither" magnet, pulling them in.

Lately, on all our trips, we never buy the "hopper" pass anymore. It just seems like a waste of money to me, and if you don't spend the entire day in the park, go back for a swim or a baloney sandwich, seems to me that you might as well go back to where you started out.
If you choose your parks wisely.

So it's the rope-a -dope, MK, in the morning, and ressies at Ohana for 7:15 later on, followed by Wishes, back at the MK.
As for the afternoon, we'll just play it by ear.

her: "What?" Did you just tell them that we'll play it by ear?"
yes, what's wrong with that?
her: " You have never , ever, played anything by ear." "Even your ears have a Braille back-up."

And she was right. I am that way. But not this trip. I was rollin' with the flow. So to speak. I was also at at the mercy of my back and foot, battling it out. And on the outside, it made me look more magnanimous about decisions that had to be made.
Magimouse.
Manganese.
Anyway, easy going.
There.
Back in the room, I had all my clothes for the next day, on the side of my bed.
Yes! We are using both of the beds, of course, mine is by the door.
We like our own beds. And since we couldn't get our own rooms,,,,,,,,,,
I'm kidding, right?

For some reason, I felt really tired that morning. Now, I normally wake up before the sun is up, especially down there when sunrise isn't until about quarter to seven in September.

I did what I had to do in the room. Put on what I was planning to wear to Magic Kingdom that day, and left the room to go watch the sunrise, then get a coffee and a newspaper at the foodcourt.

Hey! I realize I have this sickness. You don't have to tell me. But I DO like to get up early on my vacation and see the sunrise. Especially, at Disneyworld.
Hey! It costs enough to stay here, and I'm getting all the extra special effects that I paid for.

Only this morning was a tad different. When I walked out of our room that morning, I knew I had to walk around to the right, to face east. You know, where the sun is supposed to come up?
Only, it didn't.

After a while, I started wondering if I missed an All Ears net newsletter, that said it was going to be refurbished that week.
Confused, I walked down to the pool.
Yes! Walked!
No way I want to spend the Apocalypse stuck in an elevator by the Hippy Dippy Pool.

And as I got to the pool, I swear there was a family of three drying themselves off.
Ok, feel free, now you can all start yelling at me.
I looked at my watch, not even going to bother with the "holy cows", it was quarter to five in the morning..
That's the great thing about wristwatches. In order to see the time, your face is buried in your wrist, so nobody else can see the look of amazement on your face.

For the family that was drying itself off, I pulled out my pack of Viceroys and said, " Check mate king-two, this is White Rook, all things check out smooth at the HDP. Over and out.

And I was over and out. This is what happens when the brain won't shut up, and let me get some sleep. I went back up, fell asleep fully clothed, and didn't wake up until the sun was blaring in my face.
O well.

I plan to get back tomorrow, honest, really I do, take care, patient readers,

 

[lexmelinda]

Quarter to five Mickey time is quarter to four Chicago time!!! Is that your usual wake up time? Geez....that's early. Get some sleep, geezer....I mean Bruce! Now I know I can never stay at the Pop...central toilets? I'm a very light sleeper. Thanks for the great installment....sorry about the Bears.

 

[SamanthaL]

She wanted her clock cleaned and a balony sandwich??!!



WHOLY COW! The inuendos! The visions of lunch meat! My eyes are burning! Must be BRuce talking there.

Good installment. I think from now on you should actually look at the clock on the bedside table BEFORE you get up.

 

[disgram]

Nebo, I am truly enjoying your report!!!!! Later I will go back and read the first TR.

Really cracked me up when I read about your exit from Fantasmic!. This is how we usual see ours. This past August wasn't nearly as bad, as we had 4 teens with us and so we let them go before us and used them as brakes!!! This worked very well for us until midway the hill when one of them fell down and then the rest of the crowd fell on top of us!!!! That downhill is somethin' else!! Wonder if that is considered another "thrill ride"?

Looking forward to the rest of your report. Wish that I liked Manhattens!!!!

 

[nebo]

All right, stop it now. Why is everythin a different color?
It's all dark. Is it me? Am I losing it? Is it the big one? I hate surprises.

hey, I see we have a new member joining our dysfunctional family. welcome, disgram. P.S. ( if you want to avoid all the dumb geriatric jokes, I would lose the "gram" part of it. Unless you're talking about drug measurements, then, that's ok.
And sam? Yes, it was a bit much, the clock cleaning and the sammich, but , hey, that's what pretend is all about, right?
heh heh
Melinda, all that I said about the "up early" part is true. Unfortuanely.
I hate that about myself. Normally, the Government calls me about once a month for the time, to reset all their atomic clocks and nuclear I.C.B. M.s , and update the correct time.
Good thing they didn't that morning though, we might have nuked Albaquirk,,
Albaquiequ,,,,,,,,,,, Tucson, ,,Tuscon,, (crap, I'm having a bad day here.)
Nevada! Yeah, that's it. Guys and galls, gotta run,,,,, , no, not galls, gals, boy, that's not going to help my gender appreciation week, is it?

All take care, soon,

 

[Backstage_Gal]

Nebo, I just love each and every installment!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[disgram]

Nebo,,,my name was a joint effort. I am a Disney Nut and Gram to 3 GDs. The name, Disney Nut was already taken and so I shortened Disney to Dis and just added the Gram. Disgram!!!!!

 

[jluvsdis]

Nebo, might I remind you the Bears won! Don't forget they are 10-2, with that excuse they call for a quarterback.
And this is coming from a Clevelander, we all know what that means .

Keep 'em coming please, I leave on Saturday for a week with the mouse and your reports make me more and more excited. For example, I just can't wait to leave fantasmic!

Jill

 

[nebo]

Hey, jluvsdis, You're leaving saturday for where? Boy, I always wanted to go there. Someday, I hope. Tell us where you're staying, Now I'm excited FOR you.
Disgram, yes, I was able to figure out where the name came from.
Geesh! I didn't join until a few months ago, and I couldn't believe Nebo was still open. And then sharkbait? Gotta be kidding me.

I'd like to take a little break from the play by play here for a little bit and share some thoughts. About Disney. And about writing these reports.

I have to admit, this time around I'm finding it a little bit more difficult to keep it interesting. Or at least funny. And I can get just as bored writing stuff that I don't find humorous or interesting as I can reading it.
One problem was this came right on the heels of the first trip report.
And a major problem was that we are staying in the same place as our last stop in the "Mother of all vacations," may trip.

And I'm finding it frustrating not to be able to use some of the stuff from the first trip, and , yes, sometimes I do bring stuff up again. For those of you that read the first trip, if I'm redundant at times, I'm sorry. Sometimes it can't be helped, othertimes, I guess I'm just being lazy.

The one thing I try NOT to do, is a "then we did this, then we did that" type of report. And since you're all DIS members, 99 percent of you couldn't give a rat's patootie if you ever read another description of what the inside of I'ts a Small World looks like. So, rather than turn this into a Birnbaum book, if I can't come up with a possibly different slant on a ride or show, I usually gloss over it.

Those that are familiar with my stories by now, know that I'm a list fanatic as well. Unfortunately, I did my rankings and lists on a few things in the "If it's tuesday" trip. But, you never know what might pop up. I'm sure I'll find something to rant on, or turn into a list.

And if sometimes you have no idea what I"m talking about, guess what? Your'e not alone.

I called Diane during lunch yesterday, just to hear her pleasant sounding voice and temporarily escape the gloom and doom that permeates my workplace now that it looks like we are going under for sure.
After chatting for a bit,,, chat? no chat. I don't do "chatting" either.
And I don't do "Tee hee"
Or wear a fanny pack
Or say "Ciau" or " have a good one" or TTFN

After we were talking for a bit, she said, " By the way, I read your installment last night when I got home. Now, I admit I was tired, but who were you singing karaoke to , and what about the penne alfredo didn't you want to tell me?"

Three things came to my mind immediately.
One is "What the heck is she talking about?"
Two is , this can't be a good thing.
And three is , this can't be a good thing at all.

She was there, and if she doesn't understand what I'm saying, how can total strangers figure it out?

What happens is sometimes a thought will flash across my mind. Then my brain tries to put it in a cohesive order. But before that is even done, my fingers are typing it already. So a simple line that flashed in my mind turns into an incomprehensible joke. A real stretch. It works if you were in my mind, but that's the only way. And trust me, my mind is not a nice place to visit, much less live there.
So I went back and reread the chicken penne thing again.
And, oh brother, were we stretching for that one. It took me a second to figure it out. And I WROTE it. Penne, don't wanna tell her. Penne, Teller. I should be beaten. I almost edited it out, but figured the damage was done already.

I have also discovered, that just like the World is constantly changing, so do we, us, you, me, and even Hound.
Things that we once had written in stone, about the best ways Disneyworld should be done, start altereing after time.
For example, there was a time when we never, ever, missed an early entry day. We thought it was the greatest thing since sliced raisen bread.

But since most of our trips are now either in early may or september, it's a really bad choice.
You have to get up really early, and you know how much I hate doing that, and then that will be the most crowded park of the day. Plain and simple, the extra hour in the morning costs too much.

Then, being the Disney veterans that we are, we had a real nice time a year ago september at Coranado Springs, starting out each day by the pool, and heading into the parks later. But now, that's not an attitude I want to base a whole trip on anymore, either.
Nothing beats the excitement factor of getting to the park just before it opens on a regular day. And it's even fun sometimes to relive earlier visits, and put yourself back in commando mode.

On another front, if we were there at opening, we swore by taking the "midday break". Going back to the room for a swim, then coming back later. This is another thing that we play by ear now.

It's an awful long walk from World Showcase to the front of the park, then to the bus stop, wait for a bus, then walk back to your room to change and walk down to the pool. Yeah, yeah, unless you're at an Epcot resort.

And c'mon, how many times have you left the park to go back for a swim, only to get there just in time for the Orlando afternoon thunderstorms?

And I cannot take a nap. I can't at home, I certainly won't be able to at Disneyworld.

So that is another etched in stone tablet that is now hidden under the bed.

I guess the key word once again is moderation. Don't be surprised if what worked so well two years ago, doesn't seem so smooth now.

Alright, that's enough of this crap. On with the play by play.

 

[nebo]

She's up before me. As she's getting clothes out and I'm still lying in bed, she tells me about this weird dream she had that I had already left this morning to go get coffee. I told her that's nice, this is just a figment lying here.

Then I pull back the sheet and I'm not only dressed, I still have my gym shoes on.
Her eyes pop out of her head and I bust up laughing.
" Don't ask!"

Well, the sun wasn't being refurbished after all, and it was just a gorgeous morning.

A couple comments about the beds though.

heh heh

The number one most comfortable bed in all of Disney World: well, at least in the places we've stayed, this excludes all villas, the poly, the gf, cont. , yacht and beach club, and the fort w. cabins,

Hands down, the best bed is easily at the Dolphin. They call it the heavenly bed there. Believe it.
Most of the other resorts seem pretty much the same to me, with a couple of exceptions.
I just hated the pillows at the Coranado Springs resort. It was this big, spongy foam rubber thing that when I turned on my side, tried to smother me.
I even took the pillow out of the pillowcase, and stuffed the jeans I had worn inside it hoping that would help.
It did!
A little.
Then I got worried that the maid might end up walking off with them by accident so I switched back.
We also once got upgraded at Animal Kingdom Lodge when we first got back together. They put us in a bunk bed room! Bunk bed room. The key phrase was "back together". Thanks Disney.

Naturally, I called "top bunk"!
It put baloney sandwiches in a whole different light that trip. Good thing there was a balcony.
But, nothing like a bunk bed to really shrink the appearance of a room.

And then there was the Wilderness Lodge bed.
It tried to kill me, one shin at a time.
You know that two in the morning potty run? You don't usually turn on a light, just grope your way there, usually feeling the foot of the beds for guidance.
After the first evening staying there, I turned on the light from then on.
For some reason, the solid oak frame, which is actually made out of painted concrete, sticks out almost a foot at the end. The corner will get you everytime. I left more skin on the corner of that bed, than you see in a Paris Hilton video.

I called it the " Night of the Living Bed!"

Next time you're in the World, you can tell who's staying at the Lodge.
Just look at their legs.

We're ready, and out the door.
I have this deja vu feeling.

I'm eating breakfast on the way to the bus stop.
A Slim Jim. Makes a great snack for bus stop trips, doesn't make a mess, and is just enough to put something in your stomach.

This installment is being sponsored by Slim Jims. Brought to you by Nebo!

There are already people in line for the MK bus, so we join them. Even though we're facing each other, we're facing in opposite directions too.
Huh? No kidding? No ship, Sherlock.
Diane is facing the building, and I'm pretty much staring blindly out into space, as usual.

When I hear her say, "Well, guess who's here?"
As I was starting to spin about, ready to yell "Granny!", I heard,,,,,

"No Jimmy, stop that."

Oh NO, It can't be!
But it was.

There was little Jimmy, trying to climb out of his stroller, while eating an ice cream bar.
Chocolate.

And he was right next to this cute, unsuspecting, teenage girl with long legs and short shorts.
Who, before she could move, had her left leg used as a stabilizer bar in expediting the great stroller escape.
She didn't have a chance.
The "eeeyewww" look of horror on her face was priceless though.
Diane whispered to me, You know, if her legs had a little more of a tan, you'd hardly be able to see the chocolate.

And I'm wondering who gives a 3 year old an ice cream bar for breakfast?
Then I finished my Slim Jim, ( available at a fine store near you) and put the wrapper in my pocket.

I heard Jimmie's mother ask if this is the bus stop for the Magic Kingdom, so I did the proper thing and told her no, that one's down on the end.
When the bus came, we sat right down in the front, first seat.
When little Jimmy and his entourage got on, we stood on the seat, and pressed ourselves as far back against the windows as we could.

Wanted to stay as far away from little Jimmie's hands as we could.
As the bus pulled away, I noticed the teenager just standing in the parking lot, arms out to the side, palms up and staring at her leg yelling "EEYEEEWW!

I'll see you guys probably thursday, ttfn

 

[lexmelinda]

It's an awful long walk from World Showcase to the front of the park, then to the bus stop, wait for a bus, then walk back to your room to change and walk down to the pool. Yeah, yeah, unless you're at an Epcot resort.

Before I go back to our regularly scheduled program, I would like to say that I totally agree with this one. Next time I'm only going to Epcot about 4 hours before my dinner ADR...the park is just too big for a "break". Walk two miles to the bus stop....back to the hotel....two miles back to the ADR....WHERE"S THE BREAK IN THAT? Now stop it with the disclaimers already and get back to the show.

 

[lexmelinda]

OK....Slim Jim for breakfast? I'm concerned about your cholesterol level!? I admit, it is YOUR vacation but I dare you to open a Slim Jim, take a bite, and then squeeze it really hard....from the bottom up....like toothpaste. Dare ya.

RE: beds at Disney. Thanks for the reviews. DH is very particular about the bed. Our bed at POR was VERY comfortable but the pillows were cheap and awful...glad we brought our own.

 

[jluvsdis]

It was fate Nebo, you had a slim "Jimmy".

Our trip has been secretly planned by me for 6 months now. Tomorrow, my DH's 50th b-day, I get to tell him that he's going to Disney in two days .

He has no idea and will be completely surprised. I've splurged big time because, well, you only turn 50 once, and we are staying at the Boardwalk Inn, a first for us.
Lot's of other cool stuff planned too, we've never been able to go during the holidays before so this trip should be real neat for us.

Jill

 

[nebo]

boy, right now, I can't stop laughing. Ha hah ha ha ha.
See? Yep, puter just pulled another practical joke on ol neb.

I had almost finished responding to a couple of your posts, evidently, hit the wrong key, and not only was my "post" gone, I was signed off of the disboards, signed off of AOL. And just before it asked me if I wish to hit "shut down" now, told me I am now enlisted in the foreign legion.

funny thing too, I can't find my old trip report. For some reason, I went looking for it before I even came here. I thought it would be on page five, even though I said to move it out weeks ago. But last week it was on page 4, this week gone. And it's not in completed trip reports section either. So, not sure what's going on. Or, I could be just missing it. That can happen. I just don't think so right now.

I did want to say, Melinda?

Now stop it with the disclaimers already and get back to the show.

boy, she yelled at me. That's ok though, I'm used to being yelled at. Just ask Argyle. I told him everything.
Go ahead Melinda, figure that one out.

Yeah, I know, she will.

And Jluvsdis. Ah, we need to talk, dear.

You have broached a subject that we , ourselves have talked about at times. And I have to say that I am truly on the fence about this one.
I just love Disney. And if I was told that as a birthday present it is a surprise trip there? I'm not sure if I would kiss her to death or go for her throat.

I can't think of anything better than a surprise Disney trip.
However, without a doubt, half the fun of a Disney trip is in the planning, and the expectation, the making the adrs. So, I might feel like all that was missing, on a surprise trip. However, you did say you were staying at the boardwalk, that's way cool, specially cuz we've never stayed there, but we have swam in the Luna Pool. So, again, if I was your hubby, not sure how I'd feel. Ok, hang on, I'm trying it right now, in my head.

"Diane: honey, I forgot to mention something about your birthday last week."
Me" "Yeah, my health insurance ran out"?
No, we're going to Disneyworld next saturday."

Ok, looking at it that way. In the words of the late, great, Alan Sherman,,,
" Mudda Fadda disreguard this message."

When you get back, hope you tell us all about staying at the Boardwalk, and how your hubby took the news. By the way, you mentioned looking forward to Fantasmic, after reading my " escape" review.
On the way in,,, up the ramp,,, be observant. This is a chance to plan your escape route, ahead of time. Since it's not that hectic on the way in, look around. See where the gates are, and which way they open. Sometimes the cast members will install "runaway wheelchair ramps" on the sides. You, as a pedestrian, can use them also. Look for low, overhanging wires, that you sometimes can jump up and reach, if you pick up too much speed. And remember. If you fall down, you are doomed. The running of the bulls in Spain is child's play compared to this.
One last thing. The LESS crowded the theatre is for the show, the worse it gets. It's Faster. Have a nice trip, and tell him happy b'day from neb and smidge. the check is in the mail.

 

[lexmelinda]

I did want to say, Melinda?

Now stop it with the disclaimers already and get back to the show.

boy, she yelled at me. That's ok though, I'm used to being yelled at. Just ask Argyle. I told him everything.
Go ahead Melinda, figure that one out.

Yeah, I know, she will.

Was I yelling? I didn't think I was yelling? I even put the little winky guy at the end of the sentence which is lexmelindaish for...just kidding, geezer. (See?)

 

[tiggerbell]

Was I yelling? I didn't think I was yelling? I even put the little winky guy at the end of the sentence which is lexmelindaish for...just kidding, geezer. (See?)

First she yelled, then she SLAMMED!!!

 

[SamanthaL]

I'm appalled! This is NO way to speak to Bruce!

Have some respect. I think he won an award once or something!

 

[jluvsdis]

Hey Nebo. I completely understand what you are saying. If the situation were reversed I would probably be a little bummed out. But not the same for my hubby, while he loves Disney, I am the planner. And he actually helped with this one because the whole time he thought we were going in Feb. Now he know's we're leaving tomorrow and he is bouncing off the walls with excitment. It took a little while for him to comprehend the whole thing, but now that he gets it, he's thrilled.

I'll try to give a recap when we get back, just wish I was even half as talented as you and some of the other classic trippee writers.

Jill

 

[tiggerbell]

Jill - I thought the same thing as nebo about missing all of the planning and anticipation - and then I thought another thought - I'M GOING TO DISNEY RIGHT AWAY!!! So yeah for both of you! Have a great trip.

OK - 2 thoughts before coffee and a shower are 2 thoughts too many!

nebo - you gonna be able to drag this report out long enough for me to post a pre-trip report in April? Cuz otherwise, I don't know what I'm going to do with myself!