Once back at the car we navigated to
Walmart in order to get our bottled water. Well, tried to navigate
because it was dark and not only could I not read my wonderful maps, but Disney doesnt label its streets by their street name, they rely on their signs for landmarks. So, we missed the turn for Walmart and ended up near the resort so I told dh it would probably be a better idea to take our now very sleepy Connor back to the room and put him to bed. I would venture out to Walmart on my own since I know where Im going from the resort. Agreed.
I got to Walmart no problem, and although the drive was nice, there was no traffic around and I kinda started to get a little nervous.
But give me a Walmart and Im a happy little girl.
I grabbed a cart and practically skipped to the bottled water aisle, tossing a few munchies in the cart along the way, and then ground to a screeching halt. While there was bottled water, it was all purified water not spring water. Apparently all my clones had made it to the store before me and snapped up anything not purified as evidenced by the big empty holes on the shelf where they had been. Hmmmm, what to do? I am not drinking the purified stuff since this is akin to Dasani (no offence to the Coke company) and I have also promised aGoofymom that I will buy a case of water for her and leave it at the ASMu front desk (they check in the day after we check out). Well, I am so flustered from this dilemma I decide to check out the Disney merchandise to calm myself down. Yes, its not Disney, but its still official Disney stuff and sometimes deals can be had. I found a very cute pair of Tink sleep pants for the babysitter, and I caved and bought Connor a Buzz Lightyear rolling suitcase. How I was going to justify that purchase to dh I had no idea. Little did I know that opportunity would present itself before I got back to the resort!
So, check out with my purchases and Im back in the car, studying my maps to try to figure out what to do. I had spent a little longer in Walmart than planned and now it is almost 10pm. What is going to be open? Oh well, head towards the Target store and well see. Now I am driving sort of aimlessly looking for bottled water...bottled spring water, not purified swill. I am on a mission but now Im starting to really get nervous.
It is late, it is dark. The farther I venture off property the more nervous I get. Although Im good with directions, and I have a map and an innate sense of North/South (East and West I can mix up, but Im usually ok), I am suddenly afraid that I am not going to find my way back.
I pull into the Target parking lot and sure enough, it is closed. Now what?
Ok, deep breath. Im starting to panic a little. Im feeling like a little girl lost. Someone give me my Pal Mickey
I need to hear the giggling mouse!! Waaahhh!
There was a grocery store I passed
somewhere
on the way to the Target. I keep driving. Luckily I find it and I am in there like a flash. Directly to the bottled water aisle and again I am stymied. What is going on? Was there a hurricane warning I didnt hear about? What is with the sudden run on bottled water? Way back on the bottom shelf I find one case of Zephyrhills. Ok, this will do. Ive had this before
in Disney no less
before they contracted with the makers of the swill. But what to do about aGoofymom and my promise. I dont want to have to venture out again for a repeat of Snow Whites Scary Adventure. Hmmm. Then it dons on me
Ive just had an apostrophe! Lightening has just struck my brain! (said with a convincing Bob Hoskins accent
name that movie!)
I can buy 3 six packs of Zephyrhills for us and leave the case for aGoofymom. And loh! I have a perfect way to tote the 6 packs up to the room! The previously purchased Buzz suitcase will hold 2 of the 6-packs perfectly!!! Hehehehe! I am Water Woman!!!
I am again skipping as I head to the checkout (well, in my mind anyway, not really
that would be a sight!), purchase my water and head back out into the dark, scary night. I consult my map again to get my bearings and my plan to return to Disney property as soon as possible. But I wind up on a 4 lane road where I proceed to hit every red light possible.
Anxiety is building
and how many of these dang massive gift shops do you need on one stretch of road? You know the ones I mean, the big neon, warehouse looking ones that advertise 1000s of items and free bonuses? Its keeping me mildly distracted from the horrible feeling that Im going to get car-jacked at the next light. My apologies to anyone who actually lives in Orlando or the surrounding area. Im sure your neighbourhood is fine, safe and friendly.
I admit
I have an overactive imagination. Thats why I dont watch horror movies, cause I can get myself completely worked up into a frenzy.
I stupidly went to see Blair Witch Project and I couldnt be anywhere near the woods for years. Yes, I know
there is something seriously wrong with me. But Id prefer to think that my overactive imagination lends to my love for Disney and art. So, Ill accept it for what it is.
Anyways, back to the drive at hand. Finally I pass the familiar signs and I am back in the world but by now I am so panicked that when I pull into the parking lot and there is no one to be seen, I am grabbing my purchases and practically running to the room. Yes, I feel like a fool looking back on this. And it doesnt help that dh teased my like all get out when I got back to the room about how silly I was. But at least the lights were off so in the dark he didnt notice the new suitcase. Being the oh-so-observant guy that he is, he didnt notice it until the next evening
hey, where did this come from? Hehehe.
So, we had brought a single inflatable mattress for Connor to sleep on. Yes, I know, bring on the flames.
You see, dh is 65 and a sprawler when he sleeps. We barely fit in the queen size bed at home, let alone a double. We know. We tried. We spent the first 2 nights of our honeymoon sleeping in separate beds at CBR because there was a mix-up in our reservation for a King bed room.
Our last trip as CSR, Connor was luckily just small enough to still fit in the pack n play so we had a surprisingly pleasant trip, each having their own nice place to sleep. Tonight however, dh had decided that Connor was too tired to wait for the air mattress to be blown up and he has already tucked Connor in to sleep in my bed.
It is now close to 11pm and I dont want to have to call down to house-keeping and then wait for them to bring a bed-rail up, so I pile pillows up beside Connor, slip into bed beside him and pick up the phone to request our wake-up call (even though I know I have a morning child, murphy's law will dictate that without the wake-up call he will sleep until 10!). I also put in my ear plugs. I never used to sleep with ear plugs. I learned really quick when we moved into our new house. We were the only house built with at least 4 empty lots on either side and behind us in the subdivision. It was great! No noisy neighbours, great breeze blowing in with no houses to obstruct the wind. Then the construction started. I work shiftwork. I got earplugs real fast.
And now, having read all the handy-dandy info on the DIS about the paper-thin walls at the value resorts, and the fact that my darling little boy snores at a level rivalling his grandpa, I dutifully packed my earplugs for the trip.
But I still constantly woke up all night checking that Connor wasnt going to fall out of bed. I saw every hour on the clock for sure, but then I finally relaxed enough to get a fairly decent level of snoozing going when
thump. Connor had indeed rolled over and fell out of bed.
He wasnt hurt. In fact he promptly stood up and lazily giggled Ha, Mommy, I fell out bed!. I told him to climb back up and go back to sleep. Nope. He was already over at the window pulling back the curtain to say hi to Buzz. It was 5:30am. Oh well, at least were not going to be late for our day at Animal Kingdom!
Up next
it wouldnt be Disney if I wasnt in tears.
of course except the horror of, can I really say it, do I really want to say it, ok here goes BARNEY 
Ready for the next great adventure, bring it on 
Okay, now I'm ready for flames.....
just got to see your photos and she loved them. Except Connor got to play at the Airport and her mean Mommy wouldn't let her. And she really wanted to know where you found the Barney ride. Firgures - a trip to the World and she wants a mall ride
Not take him to the hospital hurt, or even get the band aid hurt..but he is fair skinned, so a little black and blue on the forehead. And another half hour of being up at 2 am calming him, and half scared to allow him to sleep again.
as I see in myself. Way to go on your quick planning on the water crisis 
