Crazy Kanga
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Now, we have made it to our lovely savanna view room, with only a partial, people pen view as well(just my luck). Oh well we have animals so I am happy. As I have mentioned(I think)this trip was sort of a reward for my MIL who almost died about a year ago. I know,I know what you're thinking. I have really been doggin' her out and I am some kind of cruel heartless beeotch for talking about her this way, and you might be partially right. But, as I have also stated, anyone who knows her TOTALLY understands where I am coming from. But, I digress. Since she has had a hard year with multiple health issues, I began planning this trip with/for HER about 7 months in advance. She has always been a fan of "fancy"places, and had mentioned that she would LOVE to stay at one of them sometime. So I went hard to work to try and make her dream come true, by searching tirelessly for discounts and such and ended up with a split stay at the AKL and BWV. Of course once we are at one of said "fancy" resorts, she immediately starts noticing how they have used faux materials to achieve the desired effect ie the vinyl faux marble floors in the elevators and the obviously faux wood beams in the AKL lobby, which are by the way fake, but who cares. Anyway. I am now begining to regret putting this reward trip together for her as she is really starting to get on our nerves, and we haven't even stepped foot in a park yet.
Now it just so happens that we had not planned to go to a park on arrival day so we spent some time enjoying our view... for all of about 5 minutes that is. Then she starts playing with my sons stuffed animals and taking pictures of them instead of the real live animals, that I just dropped $250 a night (with a code
) for her to enjoy. So typical! Anywho, my dh and I go down to get a few things out of the car that we had forgotten, when a nice couple who were on there way to the airport, offered us some of there liquids that they were unable to take home with them on the plane. JACKPOT! A wonderful bottle of Coppola Pinot Noir was just what the Dr. ordered after the afternoon from , well you know. And a half case of bottled water to boot. But who needs that when you're in Orlando on the coldest week in November on record. I only need to rehydrate when I am sweating. Give me more pinot, that's what I'm screamin'. But I really didn't utter those words out loud(or did I). Can't remember. But, nonetheless, I was set for the evening.
Some friends of ours from back home happened to be down for a few days for there anniversary, so they dropped by to mooch, I mean share in my good fortune. Later we had a lovely dinner at Boma, that is until we got the bill and my bipolar Dave Ramseyite dh almost had a stroke on the spot. Dang, forgot that those pesky Disney suits want to charge 55 pound children as adults. Man that sucks, and Oh, boy did grandma let that waitress know what a travesty it was. Grandma strikes again. At least dh has the social graces to suffer in silence when faced with the $$$$. But, as you already know(if you have been paying attention) that good ole Grandma is not one to give a rip what others think. The nickname Oblivia was given to her a few years back on another ill-fated family vacation when we all noticed that she is totally oblivious to the social graces that most other people in the world try to adhere to. She on the other hand is totally oblivious to any and all forms of socially acceptable behavior, and therefore to any reactions to her insane,rude, or outlandish humiliating public displays. The only upside to all of this loud carrying on about the audacious behavior displayed at the bill paying ceremony, was that the sweet waitress went and changed the bill to reflect a child price. SCORE. Or maybe not. I think I would rather have my self respect, than a few more bucks in my pocket, but the damage was done, and I was half lit from above mentioned free libations, so it was all good!
Now it just so happens that we had not planned to go to a park on arrival day so we spent some time enjoying our view... for all of about 5 minutes that is. Then she starts playing with my sons stuffed animals and taking pictures of them instead of the real live animals, that I just dropped $250 a night (with a code

Some friends of ours from back home happened to be down for a few days for there anniversary, so they dropped by to mooch, I mean share in my good fortune. Later we had a lovely dinner at Boma, that is until we got the bill and my bipolar Dave Ramseyite dh almost had a stroke on the spot. Dang, forgot that those pesky Disney suits want to charge 55 pound children as adults. Man that sucks, and Oh, boy did grandma let that waitress know what a travesty it was. Grandma strikes again. At least dh has the social graces to suffer in silence when faced with the $$$$. But, as you already know(if you have been paying attention) that good ole Grandma is not one to give a rip what others think. The nickname Oblivia was given to her a few years back on another ill-fated family vacation when we all noticed that she is totally oblivious to the social graces that most other people in the world try to adhere to. She on the other hand is totally oblivious to any and all forms of socially acceptable behavior, and therefore to any reactions to her insane,rude, or outlandish humiliating public displays. The only upside to all of this loud carrying on about the audacious behavior displayed at the bill paying ceremony, was that the sweet waitress went and changed the bill to reflect a child price. SCORE. Or maybe not. I think I would rather have my self respect, than a few more bucks in my pocket, but the damage was done, and I was half lit from above mentioned free libations, so it was all good!