Yeah, you read that right.
In all seriousness, I did pull a minor hissy. Just a small one. Well, actually, it wasn't really a hissy at all, but to me it felt like one. Because with certain people in my life, I'm not used to putting my foot down. And with others it comes quite naturally.
And one of my gifts, I feel, like the illustrious Captain Sparrow, is a way with words. I'm usually able to diffuse tense situations with a well chosen verbalization of some sort. In good form, I can even cause riotous laughter. We can blame this on birth order (second child must appease tense situations) or genes or just my Libran personality. Must have balance...must have balance... ::: picture Rafiki sitting cross legged in zen pose:::
You're probably wondering what all this has to do with anything.
Well all that is leading up to the fact that as of yet, I haven't written about my ADRs. Mostly because I just wasn't sure about them. At all. And having committment issues about the trip already, well, you can see where this is going.
Until the other night, I was at my mother's. And we got into a discussion about the September trip. Remember, I have many, many different people to keep happy on this trip. Okay, that's not strictly true. Quite frankly, I worry most about my son, my mom, and my nana. My husband, my father in law, and my dad are the most laid back vacationers I think I've ever met. They will go where you want when you want and be completely happy doing it. Plus, now that DH has the benefit of a slushie coke every morning, he's happier than a pirate with an Aztec curse who's spent years hording smack. Savvy?
So Mom and I got into a discussion about the ADRs. And Mom talked about what she did and did not like about my suggestions. And I sort of acquiesced.
And then went home.
And it bothered me. A lot. Because I hadn't compromised on one thing, I'd compromised on a LOT of things. And it didn't feel like my birthday trip anymore. And it's very very rare that I will throwdown like a princess pirate style, but in this case, I felt I had to.
This is my trip.
For my birthday.
I know what you're going to say, TK, you just went in December. That was a birthday gift, wasn't it?
Well, yes it was. But as you'll see as my trip report in that regard progresses, that trip wasn't about me. At all, and that was quite all right. It was about Mom and Nana being able to show me Disney their way. Show me the things they were interested in. And all of us seeing those beautiful decorations together for the first time. In that sense, it was a wonderful gift. But it wasn't about me. And that was fine. Because I didn't need it to be such.
This one does. And not to be selfish. Not to be mean. Not to go all Barbossa on everyone. Just that I'm facing a milestone birthday, and I'd like to celebrate the way that I'd like, with particular ADRs in mind.
And apparently I was more attached to those ideas than even I knew.
So I wrote this delightful (no joke) little e-mail to Mom explaining why I wanted what I wanted.
And she was totally cool with it. Understood my reasoning, even agreed, and agreed that something she wanted to do could be a special just her and Nana thing.
This would make so much more sense if I told you where we're hoping to go, right?
I think I'll save that for next time.
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