Aunt Betty's Weepy, Wacky, Wonderful Christmas Trip to Disneyland –
Sunday, December 4 – Thursday, December 8, 2011
Introduction and Background Information – Part 2
So, where were we?
In Part 1 of the Introduction & Background Information of this TR (Page 169, Post #2532), I filled you in on how Disneyland became a joyful part of my life 40 years ago, thanks to my grandmother and her church friends, and how it ended up meaning much more to me than simply being a fun place to spend a day.
I also told you about the early Disney ‘seeds’ that were planted in my young mind – the Thurl Ravenscroft connection at the Little Country Church of Hollywood (which prompted the first trip for me to Disneyland, to “find Thurl”), and the visits to the Pan Pacific Auditorium when I was a wee tot (even though I clearly had no clue at that time that the Pan Pacific Auditorium’s unusual design and color would end up figuring so prominently into the entrances to 2 Disney parks in the United States, and even lending its style to the construction walls that currently line the pathway into California Adventure!).
Well, where do I go from here?
I suppose I will use this second part of the Background and Introduction to tell you about my friend – I shall call her “M” – who will be play a very prominent role in my December 4 – December 8, 2011 Disneyland Resort holiday trip report tales.
M and I met in 1979, when we were both in detention in junior high school (or middle school, as it is more commonly known in this century!). We were 12 years old. I’ve already explained to you that I hated going to school because many kids were awful and mean to me, and I didn’t really care for a lot of the teachers, either. So I got in trouble for skipping school and was put in detention. M was also in there for some other reason – I’m not really sure what it was, but I think it involved insulting a teacher. Soon we realized that were both in the same music class together, with a teacher who loved Barry Manilow and wanted us to learn his entire songbook.
M’s vocal talents were, um…interesting. I would hear these strange, alien sounds coming from a couple of rows back, in the middle of a lively rendition of
“Can’t Smile Without You,” and I realized it was M. She sat behind me in the class and was perpetually off-key (to say the least), to the point where I think the teacher just asked her to stop singing after a while because it was confusing the other singers.
Our friendship led us on many adventures. We spent the Summers of 1980 and 1981 frolicking around Westwood Village, spending way too much money in Tower Records, or lurking behind fruit stands at the Farmers Market, spying on cute boys until they caught us and we ran away.
We even met Michael Damian – I think it was in 1981. Who is Michael Damian, you ask? He played Danny on
“Young and the Restless,”a CBS show, and he was always in Tiger Beat or Teen Beat magazine because he had a ‘rock music’ career. (I say ‘rock music’ with a wink and a nudge.)
Farmers Market was across a huge parking lot from CBS, and
“Young and the Restless,” was taping at that specific location in those days, so the stars of CBS soap operas and game shows would walk across the lot to Farmers Market to eat lunch. Not one to bother with walking, Michael Damian drove his snazzy black Porsche across the lot and parked it in front of Farmers Market. M and I happened to see him pulling up, and we started talking to him. He was by himself, and he graciously sat down with us for 45 minutes to chat. He was a very nice guy.
When we were done talking to Michael Damian, we walked him back to his Porsche, where he hugged us and kissed both M and me smack dab on the lips – which, at that time, was shocking!!! And he drove off into the mist – which was really just back across the parking lot to CBS.
Needless to say, Michael Damian left quite an impression on our little 13-year-old broken hearts…
As M and I got older and the years passed, the types of adventures and mischief we got into changed quite a bit, and we sometimes included other friends in the mix, too. But there was always lots of fun to be had.
We worked for Poison/Bret Michaels together….
We mingled with Warrant...
We generally trotted around, acting & looking silly…
There were trips to Catalina…
And, of course, there were many trips to Disneyland…way more than I have room to represent in photos in this one single post, so here is just a sampling…
November 2001 (below) was our last trip to Disneyland together until December 2011...
Actually, my first trip to Disneyland with M was in 1980 or 1981, but for some reason I have absolutely no photos from that time…or from any trip we took to Disneyland together until 1990, for that matter. I have no clue why. I’m not even sure if anyone else took photos from those trips, but I remember being there with her a few times in the early ‘80s.
Any sharp-eyed, long-time followers of this TR will know that there are also lots of other photos of M and me scattered throughout this thread in various vintage Disneyland segments, as well as in Catalina photos. I am just showing you a small glimpse of our adventures right now but you can always go back and skim through the thread, where you will find lots and lots of other photos!!!
My friendship with M over the years – decades, actually – was not without conflict. Far from it. While I won’t go into all the details here (because it’s not necessary), suffice it to say there were many issues and rough patches along the way. Sometimes there were long-lasting arguments. She used to do and say a lot of things that I thought were not indicative of a friend who really cared about me, and, in fact, were more indicative of a friend who resented me for some unknown reason. This is not to say that I am always a joy to deal with, either, because I am not. We all have flaws.
But with time and maturity you assume that people change, situations change and you evolve as friends. I have tried to mature and evolve as a person in many ways. M got married (to “B”) back in 1997 and moved to Idaho a couple of years later. Her dad (“S”) joined them. They welcomed their adorable little boy, “R,” five years ago. Her life has changed a lot.
I valued my friends very early on in life – back in those days when my grandmother would let me have friends over or allow me to bring them to Disneyland with me. I felt that if I was lucky enough to make any friends in the sea of horrible kids who attended school with me, I wanted to hang on to them. To this day, I have kept several friends that I knew in school. Also, I don’t have any family – my grandmother passed away in 1996, and all of my other relatives have since passed on or they were so distant that I never knew them in the first place. So my longtime friends of many, many years have literally become my family because there is no other family for me.
As some of you may recall, I had not seen M in 10 years, since 2001, and there were a couple of close calls with M and her family making plans to come out here to SoCal. They were going to make a trip out here last May, for example, and there was going to be a big Goofy’s meal (they were going to treat me to dinner because I had facilitated so many of our Disneyland trips in the past and she said she owed it to me), but then she began including all kinds of other people in on the plan so I got uncomfortable with it and backed out. They ended up not coming out in May.
Finally, M and family solidified their plans to come out to SoCal this past December. I picked hotel dates at the Paradise Pier Hotel that I thought would coincide with their planned dates at Disneyland. M waited 5 months to tell me that the dates I picked were not good for them, so then it was a last minute scramble for me to see if I could switch dates with the Special Activities department. M doesn’t get the concept of ‘You are taking a big risk by trying to make down-to-the-wire changes in your reservations at the Disney hotels during the holiday season.’ To her, it is no big deal to just make last-minute adjustments and she doesn’t understand that sometimes it is not possible to make those changes.
Fortunately, I was able to switch my original December 2011 dates to dates that worked with M & family’s DLR trip date. Originally I booked 11/28/11 – 12/5/11, but I changed the dates to 12/4/11 – 12/11/11. I eventually ended up lopping off 3 of the nights and changing it to 12/4/11 – 12/8/11.
M arranged to stay with me at the PPH on the night of 12/5/11 (Monday), and she split the cost 50/50 with me, but her family was staying in another room at the PPH…or so she told me. (I soon found out that was not true, but more on that later.)
M also asked me if one of her new friends and she could stay in my PPH room on the night of 12/8/11. Well, the thing was, I was due to check out on 12/8, and she only wanted to chip in 50% of the cost, whereas I felt that if 2 other adults were going to be staying with me, we should be splitting the cost 3 ways. In other words, it’s not a “2 for the price of 1” deal for M and her friend in my PPH room! Each person should pay 1/3 of the price. In any case, I knew I was going to check out on 12/8 so it was not possible for them to stay with me even if I had agreed to the 50% split.
I was due to be alone at the Paradise Pier Hotel on the night of Sunday, 12/4, which I preferred. I can’t sleep as well with other people in my room, and I don’t have to worry about waking other folks up or bothering them if I want to get up at the crack of dawn or in the middle of the night. So 12/4 would be my solo night at the PPH. M (and possibly her then-4-year-old, R) would be with me on 12/5. And I had arranged with fellow wonderful DIS’ers, Laurie (DizNee Luver) and Molly (bumbershoot), to stay with me on the nights of 12/6 & 12/7.
Originally I had discussed the possibility of sharing the PPH room with Jessica (Belle Elle/BillyJazz) and Paula (smile4stamps), but that didn’t look like it was going to work out – or so I thought – so I had to launch into warp speed ‘find roommates’ mode once I switched dates. Molly had already thrown her hat into the ring long ago. Laurie miraculously was able to come to DLR and share the room on the exact dates I had available, and she had met Molly before on a Diva trip – so it seemed like it was going to work out perfectly! Plus, both Laurie and Molly had stayed at the PPH before and loved it, so I knew there would be no complaints about the hotel choice from them. Everything kind of fell into place the way I needed it to fall, and it seemed like a plan that would work for everyone else involved as well.
Coming up soon….Finally, Sunday, December 4th arrives and it is time for me to head to Disneyland to soak in the Christmas spirit! A fun-filled day with the usual Disneyland friends awaits, and merriment is all around!