Okay... I wrote this over a few days (been busy at work
and home) so it might be a little disjointed. Which is okay, 'cause it's nice to have a local joint to go to.
.....Meanwhile, with the yellow jacket still stinging as many guests as she can that were only looking for quiet and relaxation, Smidgy and Nebo are sipping on a Creamsickle,,,Dreamsickle?, at the pool's edge, just talking.
I have this mental image of guests running, screaming as jellow jacketed CMs swoop down from above. Nebo and Smidgy sit back, sip their drinks and watch the carnage.
the worst part is,,, what your will read this chapter isn't the worst thing that happens still on this trip, that's for on the way home.
Okay. Officially cringing at the thought of what will transpire on the drive home, now.
Ok, disclaimer over, "me thinks thou dost protest too much"
Oh, you're such a Ham. I'm thinking you should be worrying more about whether people decide to read or not to read. That is the question.
From the E. Borginine movie that I think one the Oscar in the '50's, Marty.
Got me on that one. Never even heard of it... and that surprised me. While I haven't seen every Oscar winning movie out there, I've at least
heard of most of them. Marty did indeed win for best picture
and best actor in 1955.
I'm currently in the process of watching some of the winners. Most I've already either seen before or seen bits and pieces of. Just watched Ben Hur last week, finished On the Waterfront a couple of days ago ("I coulda been a contender, I coulda been somebody") and just started Guns of Navarone (won for best special effects)
"Me? Now?" She has never liked pop quizzes. They rank up there with colonoscopys.
Me? I have a bigger fear of semi-colonoscopy's,
Yes, there's always a question mark with those ones, isn't there?
"Ok", she responded, I still want to eat ONE OF THESE DAYS, at Tony's, oh, and I want to stay at least a 3 night stay at the Poly." "You?"
I've never thought of Tony's as being 'bucket list' worthy.
But I'll probably want to do it too... despite the poor reviews it seems to garner.
I couldn't give a Tramp's asp if we ever get to eating at Tony's
"Tramp's asp"? Well, speaking of snakes... When DDs were little, they wanted a Woody doll. It came with a pull string on the back. One of the phrases it would utter was, "There's a snake in my boot!" (I'm not making that up). All I could think of was, "Wow. Really? Guess that's why you're called Woody."
I'm always changing my mind about stuff and my "bucket" usually has a hole in it.
Fix it with straw. And don't give me any guff about the straw being too long or your axe too dull.
"Well, ok, if you promise not to laugh, ,, I want to go Parasailing on Bay Lake,
oh. sorry about that.
I think after the initial shock and panic where off, I'd love it!
Seriously, parasailing takes almost no effort (can you
stand?) and is a lot of fun. I once did it about 15 years ago and it was a blast. Once you get over the initial jitters it's quite peaceful... and you can't beat the view. The only time I was nervous was when the boat stopped so I could descend to the water (this was in Hawaii). I hadn't discussed whether or not I wanted to get wet. All I could see was the large group of great whites holding their forks and licking their lips in anticipation.
I'll probably let the DDs do it when we're there in a couple of months. That's how tame I think it is.
Now, a lot of spouses would laugh hearing a confession like this coming from somebody like me,
I don't want to be your spouse. I guess if you want to spoon a little...
almost 34 years of familiarity can't help but bring you close to a person.
Wow. Impressive.
How many times have I told you over all these trip reports,,, that sharing is over-rated?
Counting this one? At least once.
Smidgy will understand my thoughts and appreciate them for what they really are,,,, just fantasies that we all have,,, those things that can still keep us young as we age but never, never have to say,,, "No, impossible."
Uh huh. Hey! I almost forgot! I recently aquired the deed to London Bridge. Would you like to purchase it? I'll make you a sweet deal, too!
Just curious... how many people out there in Nebo fanville did
not know that a London Bridge was bought and moved to Arizona?
Have you ever seen a person choke on a brightly colored orange Dreamsickle? Have you ever seen a brightly colored orange Dreamsickle come out of somebody's nose?
No! Nor apparently am I likely too as a certain somebody who shall remain nameless (okay, his name is Nebo) didn't bother to VIDEO IT!!!
hmmm... noticed the asterisk there. Quoting from Blazing Saddles perhaps?
For the record,,, I am extremely afraid of heights,,, but I am also attracted to them at the same time,,
I completely understand. Heights don't bother me as much as some but... to be honest, I can stand at the base of a cliff and look up to the top no problem.
I once went skydiving and had the sh^t scared out of me... so just to prove that I could still do it, I did it again. Both times my chute cords were twisted and I figured that was a good enough sign not to do it again. To be honest, I found both times to be terrifying... until the chute opened (and I got the cords untangled) then I really enjoyed it. I decided though that being terrified wasn't worth the reward. Parasailing on the other hand was all good.
Depths also scare me,,,, but not so much widths. :rolleyes
What about breadth?
That was pretty much the end of the subject, I told her you can parasail in tandems now, and I'd be thrilled to have you join me, but she barely even glanced up at me, it wasn't even worth a response.
Hmmm... maybe she thought you were pulling her leg? (go ahead. I'll play straight man here) What about it Smidgy? Would you go?
Got a one word response from her as she shook her empty Dreamsickle plastic cup around,,,, " Si."
You sure it wasn't "See"? As in, "See? Hello? Empty cup? Aren't you going to take care of this little problem, mister?"
Her saying this was music to my ears:
And probably a nice tune to your liver too.
So when she asked me if I'm ready to go up and have a drink in the room, my eyes lit up and I said,
"Wow, that's always my line, not yours, what planet are you from and what have you done with Diane?"
"What, don't you want another drink?" she asked.
"Take me to your 1.75 Liter!"
Bravo, sir. I feel so included now.
Guess who got to run for ice again?
A yellow jacket?
But no sign of the Hall monster this time.
No, too busy wiping food off her shoes.
Back in the room, I finally did something really stupid,
What do you mean finally??? First time this TR for an accident maybe... but something stupid? Nah. Don't worry. You've already got that one covered.
Yes,,, this is the moment you have all been waiting for,,,
enjoy!
Sorry, just doing callisthenics. I needed the exercise. That's all... really.
The really strange thing you are about to read, is that I did the almost exact, same thing in my own kitchen about ten years ago.
You're like my dog. She got her toes pinched when I went to open the pantry door... 'cause that's where the dog food is. Next time... she got pinched again. I guess it's true what they say about old dogs.
My dog's only three, though.
It was like replaying a scene from a sitcom with the same actors, just in a new location.
Like MASH, but in California?
For some stupid reason,,,, I made a whiskey and Sprite in one of the really thick, heavy glasses that came with the room,, and believe me,,,, these things are just that, thick and heavy.
Gotta disagree here. It wasn't for a stupid reason. Somewhere, way down in your sub-conscious, you were already thinking of the upcoming TR and how to spice it up a bit. The T&A option is obviously out. Foul language will be edited by the DIS. So that just leaves violence.
So there you go.
And I drank some of it,,it was just asking for it, so I filled it again. Now, I'm walking around the room with the plastic cup, the other drink forgotten by me, but still sitting next to the sink like a ticking time bomb.
Yes and if the sink goes less than 50MPH it goes off!!! Wow! That would make a cool movie!
But I wasn't thinking "glass", I wasn't thinking "heavy", I wasn't thinking I need to grip it harder than what I've been holding,,, I -just- wasn't- thinking.
And it was riiiiiight about here that I burst out laughing... I knew, oh I
knew just what was coming...
And I was wrong.
Oh, I was in the ballpark, but it was at best, a base hit.
I saw the glass being picked up in, oh let's say, your left hand. Said glass slips through your hand and you quickly reach for it with the other. I pictured the glass falling to the carpet and
not breaking. But I did picture your right hand, travelling somewhere in the neighborhood of 1.64 bajillion miles an hour schwacking into the bottom of the vanity.
Hillarity ensues.
Ah, well. I was half right. Yours is better... it gave the people what they wanted.
Bloodthirsty bunch, aren't we?
The glass didn't exactly shatter in little pieces, it was too thick for that, it basically exploded into 3 huge pieces, one of which I of course now forced into the side of my hand from trapping the broken glass between my hand and the sink bottom. It got the side of the hand where you would "Karate chop" something.
Kudos on a job well done.
The cut wasn't as bad as it could've been, but there's something about a broken glass cut that always bleeds like crazy.
Fingers, hands... all great bleeders.
While I practiced my bleeding to make sure I was doing it right,
You must be pretty good at it by now. Practice makes perfect.
As Diane was hanging up the phone there was a knock on the door, I guess Disney doesn't like you bleeding in their rooms.
I would imagine that a couple of bandaids is cheaper than a couple of professional crime scene cleaners.
I was still running my hand under cold water and never saw the guy, and he wanted no part of seeing the wound that brought him here in the first place
Obviously one of the unenlightened non-Nebo-TR-readers. If it'd been one of us, there would've been a rush to see, followed by the appropriate appreciative 'oohs' and 'ahhs'.
,,,he just gave Smidgy a bunch of different sized band-aids and ran.
Coward!
The cold water helped stop the bleeding, and unless I spread the skin,,, it was hard to even see the cut, kind of funny how I could make my hand, "smile", by pulling on the sides.
Which begs the question... why would you
want to????
We left just in time too, I was out of commas.
Phew! Close call,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
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As we stood there waiting once more for a bus,,, I couldn't help but reflect
Well, that proves that you're not a vampire anyway.
but as time goes by (boy, that would make a catchy song title)
This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. Nah, probably not.
You are already looking forward to the next trip!
Ding! Aaaaaand.... we'reoverthehump.
But if you ask people when they got the best "Disney" feel, on their recent Disney trip,,,,most people will probably tell you it came the first night there,,,,sitting on the balcony,,, standing at the railing,,,,,doesn't matter where,
but it's usually the first day, and it makes sense.
Completely agree.
Well, a good Rope Drop can have the same "anticipation" effect.
However, Magic Kingdom is a rope drop must,,, especially if you have kids and need to spend a lot of time in Fantasyland, I'm sorry, Fanatalyland, why wait a half hour or more when you can do the same thing in five minutes?
Again....
Ok, I'm done, someone want to help me down from this soapbox?
Ummm... are you sure you want to ask
this group to help you down?
Just sayin'
I'm hungry, who wants' to go for a corn dog?
There's a place in the NW side of Chicago named Franksville that has foot long Corn Dogs, I'm in the mood.
That sounds good. Is that the same place where there's a lineup at noon every day? And the local news interviewed some guy in line who said he'd called in sick to get a hotdog? (I'm thinking you could now say, "The guy who called in sick to get a hotdog and now is unemployed.")
Great chapter, Nebo! Thanks!
Knowing that eventually you might need. 
Seems like just yesterday we were all trying to figure out what to post to keep your thread alive while you were gone. I know there will be no TR for your next trip. Can't wait to read your TR about going with Jackson. I think the time that you'll be in the World with Jackson, Lady H and I will be at DL. 
where you're thinking oh man, this could be badddddd!
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) booking my Bounceback offer the morning of our departure!!
