Cinderella's twin
Earning My Ears
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- Apr 12, 2007
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I am defiantly interested in trying that out. We've been down this road before. The getting ready. The lists, the hand painted outfits. Gee whiz I even have a half finished Trip Report laying around here somewhere, but I figured I would finish up that Bad Larry here, while preparing for the EPIC trip of 2010.
That's right. We are going to be staying somewhere new. Not PPO. Not even All Star (I see you Fluffy biscuit)
Sweet Mother of Fudge, we are staying in one of the Cabins in Fort Wilderness!!!!!
What? I know. You heard me. I am so excited. Well, a little scared too because There will be six of us in one cabin. That equals, in my special, advanced Math six butts and one throne.
I have IBS.
I'm medicated so I am less likely to poop my pants than in the past.
FW has a place in my heart and my fart. My parents took my sister and I there a few years in a row in our beloved motorhome. We had an amazing time. At least I think we did. I have the worst memory and would have trouble remembering my name if wasn't on my driver's license.
There were marshmallows and Chip and Dale and endless nights filled with stars and fireworks. Or so they tell me.
If you haven't read a TR by me before, consider yourself lucky. I'm big on potty humor.
So we will be there in July. In my family we are getting more "dedicated" to celebrating our Disney trip every year. And by dedicated I mean "insane."
We have a countdown and a nightly song. Me and Mr. The King each have downloaded the Verizon Disney app and play it on the pooper. Well, I do. He is classier than that.
So what is there to know about us? We are not rich despite our yearly trips. My parents work in Disney, so we get in free and partake in discounts.
We have made our plans, and our reservation. Mr.TK loves to do the organization.
My biggest concern is the shirts we wear as a big creepy group when we hit the parks.
This is last years:
Many people asked us what was beginning, and we responded "The Fun!" or "Dinner" or, if we were grumpy "Your beating!"
No, we didn't say that. We are a much more passive aggressive group.
It is an adorable quote from Bolt, the hamster screams it before jumping off a bridge with the other animals.
So this year's saying has me perplexed. I am leaning towards a Phineas and Ferb quote.
Which would of course, be awesome.
So I started this tonight because you have to do something right? This time of year is so busy in this house. I have my calendar labeled by the hour, instead of the day. And May? Just as busy.
So instead of washing clothes or grooming my dogs. I want to bask in the Disney. I want to keep looking at the pictures of Fort Wilderness and try to picture a me just about the same age my kids are now running around happy.
Full circle, it should be. And by the way? We are getting a golf cart. One golf cart. Six people. This equation involves butts, so I can do it.
4 seats + 6 butts = more drinking
Are you on board? Do you have a strong stomach? You know I'm thrilled to be here.


That's right. We are going to be staying somewhere new. Not PPO. Not even All Star (I see you Fluffy biscuit)
Sweet Mother of Fudge, we are staying in one of the Cabins in Fort Wilderness!!!!!
What? I know. You heard me. I am so excited. Well, a little scared too because There will be six of us in one cabin. That equals, in my special, advanced Math six butts and one throne.
I have IBS.

FW has a place in my heart and my fart. My parents took my sister and I there a few years in a row in our beloved motorhome. We had an amazing time. At least I think we did. I have the worst memory and would have trouble remembering my name if wasn't on my driver's license.
There were marshmallows and Chip and Dale and endless nights filled with stars and fireworks. Or so they tell me.
If you haven't read a TR by me before, consider yourself lucky. I'm big on potty humor.
So we will be there in July. In my family we are getting more "dedicated" to celebrating our Disney trip every year. And by dedicated I mean "insane."
We have a countdown and a nightly song. Me and Mr. The King each have downloaded the Verizon Disney app and play it on the pooper. Well, I do. He is classier than that.
So what is there to know about us? We are not rich despite our yearly trips. My parents work in Disney, so we get in free and partake in discounts.
We have made our plans, and our reservation. Mr.TK loves to do the organization.
My biggest concern is the shirts we wear as a big creepy group when we hit the parks.
This is last years:


Many people asked us what was beginning, and we responded "The Fun!" or "Dinner" or, if we were grumpy "Your beating!"
No, we didn't say that. We are a much more passive aggressive group.
It is an adorable quote from Bolt, the hamster screams it before jumping off a bridge with the other animals.
So this year's saying has me perplexed. I am leaning towards a Phineas and Ferb quote.

Which would of course, be awesome.
So I started this tonight because you have to do something right? This time of year is so busy in this house. I have my calendar labeled by the hour, instead of the day. And May? Just as busy.
So instead of washing clothes or grooming my dogs. I want to bask in the Disney. I want to keep looking at the pictures of Fort Wilderness and try to picture a me just about the same age my kids are now running around happy.
Full circle, it should be. And by the way? We are getting a golf cart. One golf cart. Six people. This equation involves butts, so I can do it.
4 seats + 6 butts = more drinking
Are you on board? Do you have a strong stomach? You know I'm thrilled to be here.


