disneynanacat
Lovin' Disney Too!
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LOL "banned from Mexico in WS".you'll have to follow up to see if they do anything. We love that place and have a couple ADRs coming up there too.
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LOL "banned from Mexico in WS".you'll have to follow up to see if they do anything. We love that place and have a couple ADRs coming up there too.
This is the best thing I've ever read on the Dis Boards, I'm sure of it. That is *so* something my husband and I would have done, and we totally would have had the wrong elevator, too. We're going for Christmas this year --- I promise to randomly accost someone with a holiday armadillo greeting (no promises on the costume).
This is the best thing I've ever read on the Dis Boards, I'm sure of it. That is *so* something my husband and I would have done, and we totally would have had the wrong elevator, too. We're going for Christmas this year --- I promise to randomly accost someone with a holiday armadillo greeting (no promises on the costume).
Oh and the best one. I am terrified of heights even perceived ones. Well we get onto Peter Pan's Magic Flight and I am perfectly fine until the part where it appears that you are flying over England. Mind you we are actually only 6 feet off the ground. I immediately start to freak and cry that I want to get off the ride NOW. Between peals of laughter dh is trying with no luck to calm me down and the kids are laughing hysterically and I actually hear the people behind us giggling. The ride finally ends and I make haste to the exit with dh, my two ds's and a couple of other people all laughing behind me. Dh walks up to me and says " Do you realize you have to be the only adult that has ever totally freaked out on a Fantasyland ride??" and starts laughing again. That comment garnered him a swift heart thump from me. LOL
This is my BEYOND embarrassing story. I was at DD with DH shopping at the Christmas store. Suddenly I did not feel well and did the "wide eyes" to my hubby to signal the rumbly in my tumbly was not from hunger. I made a mad dash to the restrooms beside the writer's shop. This restroom only has 2 maybe 3 stalls. I barely made it in time. Finished my business and went to flush. To my horror the water started to come up. I'm thinking NO NO NO!!!! I didn't know what to do but get the heck out of dodge. I opened the stall to see a HUGE line of women waiting for the facilities as "water" started to flood the bathroom. I ran out and grabbed DH yelling "we got to go!!!" Shuffling and hanging my head in shame we left.
The thought of peeling moleskin off of already skinned, scratched or blistered skin is making meIt's supposed to go on the thing that is bothering your skin, the inside of your shoes, the inside of your clothes. It can go your foot skin if the skin is intact. Like if you put it on your third toe to keep your blistered fourth toe from rubbing.
I walked under a tree at HS and into a branch that cracked me right on top of the head. I was fine, but that hurt. I yelled OW and all these people came running towards me to see if I needed help. I was OK, but had to convince a well meaning guest I didn't need a doctor.
We were staying at the Poly and wanted to eat at 'Ohana's for dinner. We didn't have ressies so while my DH was at the room I decided to walk over to the GCH to see if we could get a walk up ressie. I was able to get one and had to go back to our room to let the family know. I wound up falling down the first flight of steps (in front of 'Ohana's). I went end over end - I wound up spraining my ankle pretty bad but I declined medical treatment. All I wanted to do was get back to my room. So many people came up to me to help me but I was MORTIFIED!!! I was in tears both from pain and embarrassment.
On our first trip at All Star Movies we came upon an armadillo. Our natural reaction (as anyone's would be) was to run around during the week, randomly chanting 'it's the Holiday Armadillo!' (Friends tv show reference). A few days into the trip we were getting back to the resort. My husband dropped us off and went to go park. As he was coming up to the building he saw the elevator closing and caught a glimpse of us. Being the oh so hilarious chap he is, my husband ran up the stairs and waited in front of the elevator. The moment the doors opened he did his variation of jazz hands and yelled 'IT'S THE HOLIDAY ARMADILLO!!!'
Sadly for him, we were already on our room. The poor father he had just accosted grabbed his young children in a mixture of fear and defense. Mortified, my husband just sprinted back to our room. We never did see that family again...