Newton's second law and the Grim Beaker~new 11/18~what goes down must come up, right?

What was that...ten days since I last wrote? Yeah, I'd say that was just about the amount of time it felt like as Bobo chatted in Costco.



Update to come....after I return tonight from a freezing soccer game.
 
Nana looked at me and said, “He does this all the time.”

I couldn’t help but wonder why she doesn’t put a stop to it.

We finally tore Bobo away from his new found friends and hit the road. The boys decided to finish the drive in their car, leaving DH and I alone to discuss the possibility of resuscitating a plan. We would be arriving sometime about 3, leaving ample time to head into a park for the evening. It was a good theory.

We have never flown to Disney. We are within a reasonable drive, so we’ve always packed the car full of stuff and headed down 95 and hooked a right at the cows to go west on I-4. Because we’ve always driven, Bobo let me continue to be the lead car in our mini-caravan. He assumed I knew where I was going. More importantly, Lola doesn’t like WDW.

So as we pulled up to AKL, I rolled down the window to tell the security gentleman it was two cars checking in. One name. Two cars. One parking permit. We’d have to get another at the desk. No problem. I pulled ahead slowly, waiting to see if Bobo would graciously accept the wave ahead. He didn’t. He stopped. Fortunately it was a brief stop, as I can only assume he was told to get another pass at the desk.

Pulling up to the resort is an exercise in sensory overload. I’m a self-proclaimed plant dork, so I was looking at switch grasses and lantanas, while being swept off my feet by the smells of dinner…an obvious blend of spices and fire. Add to that the rhythmic pounding of African drums and I was ready to book in for life.

We pulled up to the front of the resort and handed off our stuff to bell services. There was no way we were going to be able to haul it all up to the room, so we just trusted our bell guy and drove off to park the cars.

I found a spot.

It was just a spot.

I’m not one for finding the spot nearest the door. I don’t mind the walk. Nor do I care to find one away from civilization. The pristine parking place that will insure no one come near my precious vehicle. Bobo? He’s all about the pristine. So DH and I were out of the car and waiting. The boys poured out of Bobo’s car, Nana came out, and we found ourselves standing around. We were talking about the resort, the ride down, what we’d do that night. It occurred to me that we were standing there for a while. About ten minutes at that point. So, I turned to DH and said, “What’s taking your dad so long?” So Nana yelled over, “Bobo, what’s taking so long?” No answer. DH walked over to discover that Bobo’s window would not roll back up.

He rolled it down as he approached security.

It would not go back up.

Hello Newton.




Up next: Will we EVER get to a park?
 
:rotfl:

I like Bobo.

I'm all about the pristine spot as well.

:lmao:
 

More importantly, Lola doesn’t like WDW.

Then Lola must go ::yes::

So, I turned to DH and said, “What’s taking your dad so long?” So Nana yelled over, “Bobo, what’s taking so long?” No answer. DH walked over to discover that Bobo’s window would not roll back up.

He rolled it down as he approached security.

It would not go back up.

Hello Newton.

Oh no:sad2:


Up next: Will we EVER get to a park?

popcorn:: popcorn:: popcorn::
 
Pulling up to the resort is an exercise in sensory overload. I’m a self-proclaimed plant dork, so I was looking at switch grasses and lantanas, while being swept off my feet by the smells of dinner…an obvious blend of spices and fire. Add to that the rhythmic pounding of African drums and I was ready to book in for life.
:cloud9:

I’m not one for finding the spot nearest the door. I don’t mind the walk.
I never used to care much, either. Until Leo came along. The child can't seem to move across a parking lot at more than .05 mph. :headache: You have a much faster fleet. :thumbsup2

DH walked over to discover that Bobo’s window would not roll back up.

He rolled it down as he approached security.

It would not go back up.

Hello Newton.
D'OH!
 
I couldn’t help but wonder why she doesn’t put a stop to it.
If Bobo's anything like Waldo .... it's too late. :lmao:
Pulling up to the resort is an exercise in sensory overload. I’m a self-proclaimed plant dork, so I was looking at switch grasses and lantanas, while being swept off my feet by the smells of dinner…an obvious blend of spices and fire. Add to that the rhythmic pounding of African drums and I was ready to book in for life.
And now I'm officially "home" sick. :guilty:

So, I turned to DH and said, “What’s taking your dad so long?” So Nana yelled over, “Bobo, what’s taking so long?” No answer. DH walked over to discover that Bobo’s window would not roll back up.

He rolled it down as he approached security.

It would not go back up.

Hello Newton.
:lmao: DUDE - Bobo rocks! :woohoo: Wanna trade?:rolleyes1
 
I like Bobo.

I'm all about the pristine spot as well.
I like Bobo, too...most of the time. But I do wish I could set his priorities straight.

Oh yeah.

Then Lola must go ::yes::
Lola is a big pain in the behind. She was good up to Osceola Pkwy, then she went rogue.



And now I'm officially "home" sick. :guilty:
OMG, T...it's so awesome! :worship: :worship:

I'd like to see the two of them together at WDW! :rotfl:

:rotfl2: What a TR that would be :rotfl2:

So a nice uneventful start then ;) :rotfl:

Yup, nice and easy going start to the week :rolleyes1

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So my apologies for being a rude hostess. I've been slacking in the reply department, but I promise to be here more. I like the chat. :thumbsup2

Thanks for reading along. :hug:
 
Doesn't AKL smell awesome? :goodvibes

I think at this point, I'd be finding a garbage bag and some duct tape, and doing a little redneck window repair... :rolleyes1 :rotfl:
 
ahhh...I haven't missed too much! YAY!!:cool1:

I'm cracking up already at Bobo...this is gonna be good, I can just tell!popcorn::

And :rotfl2: at Lola...our GPS (affectionally known as Gladys Penelope Shortstop...Get it? G P S? ;) ) anywho...Gladys doesn't like WDW either...she tried to make me go in totally opposite directions than where I wanted to go last week. Strange...:rolleyes:

And thanks for the little description of AKL...we stayed there for a night thanks to a case of add-on-itis last week and boy - one night is never enough to stay there and for some reason that's all I seem to book it for is one night here and there. I love, love love that resort though!:cloud9:

Ok, gotta jet, but hope all is well...miss you!!!:hug:
 
And :rotfl2: at Lola...our GPS (affectionally known as Gladys Penelope Shortstop...Get it? G P S? ;) )

:lmao:

And thanks for the little description of AKL...we stayed there for a night thanks to a case of add-on-itis last week and boy - one night is never enough to stay there and for some reason that's all I seem to book it for is one night here and there. I love, love love that resort though!:cloud9:

You, add on:confused: Never;)
 












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