On a horse with no name!

[sorul82?]

NOW would be good. We WANTS more!

Oops, sorry U Mama....hubby called, he's at Target and needed a consultation as to which plunger to buy.

 

[sorul82?]

I believe I last abandoned you all somewhere between the Indy Speedway and Space Mountain..... So, here we were walking along, minding our own beeswax, when it happened! Somehow, we accidentally got too close to the ice cream cart, and in a matter of seconds, we had spent $15 on frozen happiness on a stick. Boy, I didn’t see that coming. We bask in the glory of breaking a commandment, take a WRTA, and head to SM. As we approached the FP entrance, some lady was yelling at the CM, “Don’t you know who my husband is?” Twinkie Mama, is that you? Actually, I think he was somebody famous, but fame didn’t get him a FP! Anyhow, my focus at this point was if Deep Space 9 would be uneasy on SM. He doesn’t always handle the unknown very well, so I wasn’t sure what this dark ride would do to him. Needless to say, DS9 and I rode SM three more times during our trip! Must be the pixie dust. While here in yesterday’s tomorrow land, we rode Buzz (one of my favorites) and Stitch. DS9 just about lost it! He really thought Stitch was loose in the MK, and that we needed to go find him right away. We rode Buzz again, and this is where we encountered our second grumpy “common” Disney patron. The man was yelling at the CM that he had been waiting for over an hour and why were these people going in. DS9, who doesn’t understand about keeping comments to one’s self, and doesn’t have an inside voice, says, “MAYBE HE SHOULD GET A FAST PASS.” Ordinarily, this would have called for a timeout and a lecture to explain proper southern etiquette with regard to respecting one’s elders, blah, blah, blah. We’ll get to it at some point. Get a move on, I can’t let P9 outdo me this time! We exited Buzz, and it was here that we lost the war against the third S: souvenirs. However, since the sun had gone down, and it was a comfortable 60 some degrees, then I guess we showed Walt who was boss? Something seems wrong with that logic! By this time, we are approaching the end of this magical day for us off-site losers! We gathered our overpriced, un-planned purchases and headed for the exit. You are probably imagining this scene: five scraggly tourists dragging their glazed eyed lazy carcasses towards impending doom. Sorry to disappoint you, but as my family’s first day of their first ever trip to Disney draws to a close, they are still skipping with happiness and glee. The Loud Family was still….LOUD! Where are we going tomorrow? When are we going swimming? When do we go to Lego Land. Me: Children, It’s not Lego Land, that’s in California, Lego World is in DTD….well, when are we going to DTD, when are we going to California, can we go to California tomorrow? Can we go swimming before we go to California? Does the unirail go to California? Then here comes an argument:
Mr Clean: the moonarail doesn’t go across the ocean.
DS9: It’s a monorail! And California is in our country.
Mr. Clean: It’s a moonarail!
DS9: MONORAIL!
ME: COOL IT! There’s no arguing at Disney World. It’s in the rules!

It’s our usual quick trip back to the HINB, the last ride of the day (why is this attraction not featured in the UG?), and we say goodnight to our scenic view of the chain link fence, weeds, and asphalt. By midnight, we finally found the mute button for the Loud Family.

Tomorrow: MGMissed the Point!

 

[sorul82?]

Once again, we spring out of bed at 6:00 AM ready to start our new Disney adventure. Only a few things get me out of bed: day after Thanksgiving sales, Disney, and prank fire alarms….thank you bored girls at my all-female alma mater! Don’t worry! They were greeted the next morning with Vaseline covered door knobs! Oh their faces were priceless!! Remember girlies, you started it…we just never stopped reminding you! You see, I bring this up because word on the street is that a certain DISer from Utah along with an unnamed DISer of the Hostess variety are concocting some practical jokes targeting an “innocent” unsuspecting fellow DISer. Said DISer is shaking in her boots! NOT! Bring it on Mamas, BRING IT ON! Love ya!

BOT: In no time at all…an hour and half later…everyone was ready to start our day. For breakfast, we chose the HINB breakfast buffet. Since kids were free, we had a nice breakfast for $15 for five people. Not too shabby. This time we were wise to the old Bird. While kids eat free, their drinks are not free. We had water with our breakfast, instead of spending $2.75 x 5 for milk. And we needed water in our systems, not milk (does anyone else puke from drinking milk on a warm day?). Now, don’t you worry your cute as a button pea pickin noggin with respect to our calcium needs; we are sure to consume frozen dairy products everyday. On this sunny Monday morning, the Loud family is somewhat subdued and going at a leisurely pace. Once again, we paid our $7 for parking, found our way to the exclusive front door AAA diamond parking lot, and hiked to the entrance. Time for the two-finger stretch-a-thon, and we’re in. Once inside, I’m fairly certain the P9 high stepped it over to TOT for FP’s for later that morning. Despite my best obsessive compulsive Disney planning, I somehow missed the point of MGM. I knew that each park was going to be different. Maybe I was tired, or the sun was too bright? It just took some time for us to figure out what to do at MGM. By 11:00 AM, I was walking around thinking, “This place blows.” Close your mouths; we finally got the hang of things, and MGM is now my 2nd favorite park! Of course Felony loved the Little Mermaid, we dreamed Walt’s dream, and I now know we have outgrown PlayHouse Disney. By now it’s TOT time, so we head in that direction. If you happened to be at MGM on 3/27, and witnessed my lack of mommy of the year skills, get over it! I didn’t trick Felony: it’s just that since I have never been on TOT, I can’t honestly tell her what is going to happen. The further we go, the more concerned she gets. Mr. Clean is just mortified at the dust that has accumulated in this place, and tells a CM that BJ’s has a double pack of Swifer Dusters. DS9 is lost in oblivion. Alright, so we are strapped in our seats, and here we go. I was expecting one drop….I had no idea that we were strapped into the bungyvator of Pukewood! I had not redied myself psychologically for this! You see, I get motion sickness very easily (another reason not to let P9 drive). Sweet Mother of Jesus, don’t let me puke and paleeease make Felony stop screaming! That bounce where you see daylight led to her bellowing: I’M NOT HAVING FUN ANYMORE AND I’M READY TO GO HOME NOW! Mommy please make it stop! I think she was traumatized from that billboard where the elevator is dangling outside the fake TOT and she was convinced we were headed for the same fate! Finally the pukavator stopped and we are dumped into the gift shop. NOW WHO IN THE HECK WANTS MEMORIES OF THE PUKAVATOR? Felony is telling a CM all about her near death experience, so the nice CM asks Felony if she would like a sticker or something to make her feel better. Felony, says no thank you, but a pin will make me feel better. WHAT? I open my mouth to give a stern lecture right there in the store, when the nice CM says, “sure take your pick.” You’ve got to be freakin’ kidding me? I asked the CM if she was sure it was ok? Of course! We want everyone to be happy. Did my little angel just do what I think she did?

Felony puts her pin on her shirt (as we have remained immune to the pin trading craze to this point) and skips out into the sunshine, proclaiming, “that was my bestest ride ever, but I never want to ride it again.” Huh? I’m a little glazed over because I am still miffed about what this blue eyed bandit had just pulled off (this is not why she has been dubbed, Felony). The Loud Family pauses for a little snack break while I consult my psycho agenda. P9 and I have a little chat, and we made the biggest trip altering decision ever……

 

[SleepingBeautyDreamr]

Your Felony sounds soooooo much like my DsD. She can also manage to get away with something more than offered

 

[UtahMama]

Riley, my DS6, screamed bloody murder on T of T last year! HOLY CRAP he screams like THAT now famous GIRL who rode on 3/27!!!

Felony got a PIN??? Great! I dont even want to know the MoNsTeR that created! Yes I do! I LIKE her moxy!

 

[TwinkieMama]

You see, I bring this up because word on the street is that a certain DISer from Utah along with an unnamed DISer of the Hostess variety are concocting some practical jokes targeting an “innocent” unsuspecting fellow DISer. Said DISer is shaking in her boots! NOT! Bring it on Mamas, BRING IT ON! Love ya!

what?!? UtahMama is at it again?! and SnoBall is her accomplice? say it ain't so...... I wouldn't worry because a)you are not so innocent... or unsuspecting b) we are are scared of Felony c) I think this is all hogwash to throw me off the scent of the real practical joke that is going on.....

we made the biggest trip altering decision ever……

great ending!! I bet they decide to eat on site, accidently order the kool-aid and emerge lanyard wearing, pin trading, character stalking, croc loving, glow stick hoarding DISsies.....

 

[chucklhd]

The further we go, the more concerned she gets. Mr. Clean is just mortified at the dust that has accumulated in this place, and tells a CM that BJ’s has a double pack of Swifer Dusters. …

Oh the pain...I just woke my "I am watching the Godfather just with my eyes closed Jenny" father laughing so hard at the swifer comment. Does that child do windows because I have plenty for him....

Much like twinkie and utah KEEP IT COMING! I love this stuff. I am so getting in the mood for this trip. This time next week, I'll be rolling off the bus at CSR after a long day of fun in the park!

 

[sorul82?]

Twinkie Mama,

Am I that transparent? You are right....about a few things!

 

[princessjv]

You got me hooked, loud mamma!

 

[UtahMama]

Twinkie Mama,

Am I that transparent? You are right....about a few things!

S'late!!!!!!!
shhhhhh!!!!, she'll KNOW what we're up to!!! She picks up on every nuance and inflection!!! She's Nancy Flippin' Drew!
As for the rest of you: "Youuuu didnt read any-thing..."

 

[sorul82?]

S'late!!!!!!!
shhhhhh!!!!, she'll KNOW what we're up to!!! She picks up on every nuance and inflection!!! She's Nancy Flippin' Drew!
As for the rest of you: "Youuuu didnt read any-thing..."

Why are you up this late....why am I up this late?

 

[sorul82?]

Our biggest trip altering decision was to end the afternoon break at the hotel ritual. Yes, the two “authority figure role models” throw caution to the wind. Even though I am laden with guilt and shame for the ultimate budget board betrayal which is about to occur, I consider my options: Should I stay or should I go now? Everybody, sing with me…if I go there will be trouble, if I stay it will be double. Ok, my dancing is clashing with my typing, pun intended! Unless you really, really want or need to go back to your hotel, it just isn’t worth it IMHO. I mean, think of the energy you expend walking back to your car, gas you waste driving to the hotel (we used up a whole tank in six days), then you gotta make lunch, clean up, bounce in the parking lot, walk back to the park, and consume two to three times as much water due to the extra walking, and now you are hungry again. But now if you really need a park break, or are truly counting pennies, or need a Sirius WRTA, then by all means, do so. But for us, today, to be so rigid that we must leave or else, really wasn’t working for us. I think someone is feeling the pixie high!

We are entertained by the Muppets, pick up unnecessary FP for LMA, then hit Star Tours. Can anyone tell me why we got a FP for LMA, but not for Star Tours? After a long, but entertaining wait, thanks to a nice lady from TN, we board our doomed space craft when it happens again….Felony suddenly decides she doesn’t want to ride, and everyone at MGM that day knew about it. Why is she my riding partner? Ding dong me also forgot about the queas-factor….so here I am praying again! Sweet Mother of Anakin, don’t let me puke on screaming Felony, and please make her stop screaming before I get arrested! I sure am spiritual on Mondays! We exit our out of control space ship, and again we are dumped into another gift shop. The kingdom of geekhood. Oh look kids, it’s time to go get some ice cream. Whew that was a close one. I couldn’t handle much more of the wall to wall nerd convention. (no offense to all of you nerds/geeks/Lucas lovers/Sirius) I do believe it was nearing time to stake out a spot for the parade. In true DIS addict fashion, we knew to be on the LMA side of the street. P9 and the kidlets plopped down while I went on a quest for counter service. It was on this day that I found myself having a lustful admiration for the dining plan, and the people who were on it. I sound like some sort of sicko! Nah, I just had a good 45 minutes to contemplate the on-site vs off-site debate, dining plan vs oop, and why the heck do people wait until they get to the counter to decide what they want to eat? I know sometimes you gotta ask what is on the ddp, but really people, they have Coke products here, just like everywhere at Disney. You are right, U Mama, I am cranky today! With food in hand, I search the newly formed madhouse of people for my family who graciously stayed where I put them. We bask in the glory of our first Disney meal as we anticipate our first parade. Just as it is about to start, here comes those foreign pushy people that other folks have mentioned, but it was only the children. I turn around and search the crowd for the matching gene pool, so I could have them retrieve their youngins, but no luck. One of the pushy kids sits on our backpack, and the other stands right in front of the stroller which is behind me. This kid has completely blocked the view of a sweet little boy. I turned around and I asked his mom if he would like to come sit with me? She hesitated for a split second, but realized I couldn’t run off with her child, and passed him over. Literally, passed him over….he was so tiny! Anyhow, here we are, the Loud Family and some stranger’s child enjoying the parade, but ready to throw a block on the two rude kids….just in case. I was also a tad bit concerned they weren’t here for viewing purposes, but to get a five finger discount. I wonder if Felony knows these kids? Parade time over, I return the lightweight child to his rightful owner, and we hightail it over to LMA…where we walk right in. I’d like to point out, that if you like to people watch, then DO get a FP for LMA. You’ll be entertained for a good half hour. We were one row behind the handicapped reserved seating and it was entertaining to watch people come in, point to the empty space, and then mumble Disnesque words as they look up at the crowd in search of a seat. We waited, and waited, as the people kept flowing into the stadium. I joked with P9 that the entire MGM population for the day had to be in this stadium, so we should leave and have the place to ourselves! No so luck, and I’m glad we stayed put. LMA was spectacular…..at least it was from my view! Mr. Clean had not been having an abundance of fun…nor was he having a good year at school. But to see his little face so happy just made my heart melt (or maybe we were too close to the fire). I am in tears thinking about my little fella enjoying this show that was created for the sole purpose of ensuring his happiness.

I’ll go blow my nose, and then tell you what happens next…

 

[chucklhd]

Poor Mr. Clean...what happened to him at school??? I'll take them on those bad kids or big meanie teacher. He needs to be happy to do all that cleaning for you. There is nothing worse than a downtrodden cleaning person.

This continues to be fabulous..keep it coming.

 

[UtahMama]

Didnt know what LMA was untill the end. I know it's a DUH once you figure it out but it wasnt on the DIS abbreviation list. So I smacked my forehead and re-read it!
I LOVE Lights Motor Action!!! My kids always want to be the volunteer kid!
You're right, there's good people watching to be had there. Count The Mullets is a fun game for all, while waiting for the show!

 

[Sirius.Lee.Askew]

Why are you up this late....why am I up this late?

Utah is MST so it was 10:37pm to UM when she posted silly .... Am I going to have to take back the "Evil Genius: label?

DON'T PANIC

 

[sorul82?]

Utah is MST so it was 10:37pm to UM when she posted silly .... Am I going to have to take back the "Evil Genius: label?

DON'T PANIC

If you DISed more, you would notice that 10:37 MST IS late for U Mama!

Now, the Evil Genius will have to punish you!

Panic

 

[sorul82?]

Poor Mr. Clean...what happened to him at school??? I'll take them on those bad kids or big meanie teacher. He needs to be happy to do all that cleaning for you. There is nothing worse than a downtrodden cleaning person.

This continues to be fabulous..keep it coming.

Mr. Clean had a big meanie teacher. Now I'm not one of those parents who points the finger at the teacher....I'm quite the opposite. Perhaps I should have listened to my child earlier in the year? Anyhow, I didn't answer your other question: Yes, Mr. Clean does windows! I have to warn you...he's not the whistle while you work, enjoy the quiet, think happy thoughts cleaner. Nope, no such luck! He chats about the absorbency of the paper towels, gives me a play by play of the thingy in the bottle that makes sure you use it all, why is it blue, why can't they make it another color, will he earn all the Dinsey dollars for cleaning one mirror?

 

[Sirius.Lee.Askew]

If you DISed more, you would notice that 10:37 MST IS late for U Mama!

Now, the Evil Genius will have to punish you!

Panic

Punish away but I better not see this in your signature

Mom to two Pirates and two Princesses
33 9 6 6


DON'T PANIC

 

[Tiggerrn2]

Loving your report (in case you missed the post on Amy's (where has she been, BTW)trippie). Keep it coming!!!

 

[UtahMama]

My bedtime used to be by 10:00 UtahStandardTime (MST) but now that I have a LIFE...It's whenever the NyQuil kicks in!!!!

My Nabs havent arrived yet. Didnt you hear my ESP message to send snacks? From the East Coast? Some evil genius you are.