Disneyland_Mama
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Today was departure day! I was all kinds of crazy, running around making sure I had enough clothes to keep me from frost-bite.
I received a text from Kate saying the weather was ok, in fact her text read exactly like this: Mission Space! Crowds low, temps ok promise. And then I received a text from Andy I think Im coming down with something. WTH??? Where did this come from? Would he be ok to go? Would he be ok to fly? And what did Kate mean by "Temps ok"? Yeah, you see where my priorities were.
When he got home from work, I checked him out. His temp was reading 99.1. That is NOT a fever, thats the start of a fever. We started him on Tylenol and Motrin and in no time at all he was back to normal, but feeling a little drained. TE had already pulled her suitcase out ready to take his place in a moments notice.
Men are wimps.
As I was finishing up packing, Maddie came up and sat on my bed, watching me. And thats when she started with all the questions.
Maddie: So, Mom . Where exactly are you going?
Me: I told you, Daddy and I are going to Atlanta and then were going to Florida.
Maddie: Are you going to see Auntie Rana in Atlanta.
Me: No, Im going to see Auntie Lauralee.
Maddie: And then youre going to the Artic, right?
Me: Um, yeah, sort of. (Shed obviously heard me saying were going into the Artic, aka Florida)
Maddie: Well, exactly who are you going to see?
Me: Probably Aunt Lauralee and Aunt V.
Maddie: Oh, theyre going to the Artic, too?
Me: Oh yes, yes they are!
I went on to tell her that she was in charge of Evan and that I needed her to really take care of him and be a sweet big sister and to give him lots of hugs for me. No sooner where the words of out my mouth, she jumped off the bed and ran downstairs shouting to Evan that she was his boss!
Waldo, so generously, offered to drive us that night. We left the house with no problems from the kids. Heck we couldnt get Evan to stop playing Super Mario long enough to give us a proper good-bye. We loaded off the car and we were off to airport. I told Waldo I would drive, but he was in comfy clothes and didnt want to get out of the car, so he insisted he drive MY CAR!
We headed toward the freeway, and he started to take the wrong freeway! I reminded him we were flying out of Orange County, not LAX. He insisted on taking this crazy route, to which I vetoed and told him the exact route he was to take.
Let me start this by saying Waldo is 74 years old. His hearing is shot, his reflexes are slow and his right foot is made of lead. You cant talk to him whilst he drives because he cant hear and turns to try to read your lips taking his eyes off the road. Anyone from LA knows how traffic can go from 80 to 20 in like 5 seconds. I refused to speak to him the whole ride and I told Andy to sit in his seat like a dead fish. Go limp, go limp! You have a better chance of surviving a crash if youre limp versus rigid. So were driving down the 5 and Im yelling at Andy every 5 minutes GO LIMP!!
Thankfully we arrive safely at the airport and practically jumped out to kiss the curb. We were so grateful to have made it alive!
Now, you all know the lovely snow storm that was socking in most of the mid-west, well it decided to visit Atlanta, which was our first stop. We were hoping to get there after the snow had hit, as no accumulation was predicted. There were a few people in line at Continental who had flights cancelled due to the snow, but I had checked before we left and both our flight to ATL and to MCO were still a go.
Orange County airport really is lovely. Its quiet and non-chaotic, unlike LAX. I usually turn into a crazy, neurotic person as soon as I enter the airport until were actually on the plane. Not this round. Heck even the TSA workers were nice and patient. I felt like I was miles from California. It was strange to be the only people in line at security and told to Have a great flight! from the workers. I heart Orange County airport.
We found a seat near our gate, got comfy and made our first call home to let them know wed arrived at the airport safe and Waldo was on his way home. Apparently, Maddie and Evan had been wanting to call us since we left. See thats why they should have given us proper good-byes. Thats how ya learn, thats how ya learn.
Were sneaking away neener, neener, neener!
The area started to fill up with people and a few seats over this man sat down and immediately took his mandals off and propped his dirty *** feet up. Gross! Andy laughed and I pulled out my camera. I was all kinds of wigged out. I bet he took his shoes off during the flight. I also had a pretty good feeling wed be stuck next to stinky, just cause thats how I roll. I always get the stinky peeps.
Feet. Theyre not just for walking theyre for smelling, too!
UP NEXT: ROCKY GIBRALTAR IS STARING AT ME, DUNKIN DOUGH-NOTS, AND THERES SOMETHING ON THE WING, SOME THING.
I received a text from Kate saying the weather was ok, in fact her text read exactly like this: Mission Space! Crowds low, temps ok promise. And then I received a text from Andy I think Im coming down with something. WTH??? Where did this come from? Would he be ok to go? Would he be ok to fly? And what did Kate mean by "Temps ok"? Yeah, you see where my priorities were.
When he got home from work, I checked him out. His temp was reading 99.1. That is NOT a fever, thats the start of a fever. We started him on Tylenol and Motrin and in no time at all he was back to normal, but feeling a little drained. TE had already pulled her suitcase out ready to take his place in a moments notice.
Men are wimps. As I was finishing up packing, Maddie came up and sat on my bed, watching me. And thats when she started with all the questions.
Maddie: So, Mom . Where exactly are you going?
Me: I told you, Daddy and I are going to Atlanta and then were going to Florida.
Maddie: Are you going to see Auntie Rana in Atlanta.
Me: No, Im going to see Auntie Lauralee.
Maddie: And then youre going to the Artic, right?
Me: Um, yeah, sort of. (Shed obviously heard me saying were going into the Artic, aka Florida)
Maddie: Well, exactly who are you going to see?
Me: Probably Aunt Lauralee and Aunt V.
Maddie: Oh, theyre going to the Artic, too?
Me: Oh yes, yes they are!
I went on to tell her that she was in charge of Evan and that I needed her to really take care of him and be a sweet big sister and to give him lots of hugs for me. No sooner where the words of out my mouth, she jumped off the bed and ran downstairs shouting to Evan that she was his boss!
Waldo, so generously, offered to drive us that night. We left the house with no problems from the kids. Heck we couldnt get Evan to stop playing Super Mario long enough to give us a proper good-bye. We loaded off the car and we were off to airport. I told Waldo I would drive, but he was in comfy clothes and didnt want to get out of the car, so he insisted he drive MY CAR!
We headed toward the freeway, and he started to take the wrong freeway! I reminded him we were flying out of Orange County, not LAX. He insisted on taking this crazy route, to which I vetoed and told him the exact route he was to take.
Let me start this by saying Waldo is 74 years old. His hearing is shot, his reflexes are slow and his right foot is made of lead. You cant talk to him whilst he drives because he cant hear and turns to try to read your lips taking his eyes off the road. Anyone from LA knows how traffic can go from 80 to 20 in like 5 seconds. I refused to speak to him the whole ride and I told Andy to sit in his seat like a dead fish. Go limp, go limp! You have a better chance of surviving a crash if youre limp versus rigid. So were driving down the 5 and Im yelling at Andy every 5 minutes GO LIMP!!
Thankfully we arrive safely at the airport and practically jumped out to kiss the curb. We were so grateful to have made it alive!
Now, you all know the lovely snow storm that was socking in most of the mid-west, well it decided to visit Atlanta, which was our first stop. We were hoping to get there after the snow had hit, as no accumulation was predicted. There were a few people in line at Continental who had flights cancelled due to the snow, but I had checked before we left and both our flight to ATL and to MCO were still a go.
Orange County airport really is lovely. Its quiet and non-chaotic, unlike LAX. I usually turn into a crazy, neurotic person as soon as I enter the airport until were actually on the plane. Not this round. Heck even the TSA workers were nice and patient. I felt like I was miles from California. It was strange to be the only people in line at security and told to Have a great flight! from the workers. I heart Orange County airport.
We found a seat near our gate, got comfy and made our first call home to let them know wed arrived at the airport safe and Waldo was on his way home. Apparently, Maddie and Evan had been wanting to call us since we left. See thats why they should have given us proper good-byes. Thats how ya learn, thats how ya learn.
Were sneaking away neener, neener, neener!
The area started to fill up with people and a few seats over this man sat down and immediately took his mandals off and propped his dirty *** feet up. Gross! Andy laughed and I pulled out my camera. I was all kinds of wigged out. I bet he took his shoes off during the flight. I also had a pretty good feeling wed be stuck next to stinky, just cause thats how I roll. I always get the stinky peeps.
Feet. Theyre not just for walking theyre for smelling, too!
UP NEXT: ROCKY GIBRALTAR IS STARING AT ME, DUNKIN DOUGH-NOTS, AND THERES SOMETHING ON THE WING, SOME THING.
never ever even when the flight is 9 hours long 
So...remind me again...why did I come out of retirement? To read something...I think....
I was waiting for my bubble to burst… for my web to unweave… for something to prevent me from my trip of lies. 
Hey, dude, like I’m from like California like, and we like just like don’t like have like de-icing machines like there. Like, okay? 
