Growin'upDisney
<font color=blue>I've been to Disney since I was k
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Cast of Characters
Me = Tausha
DH = Chris aka Panda
DM = Julie(my mom)
DSF = Erick(my stepfather) aka Dude
So DH finally arrives home about 6:20pm. And one look at me and he realizes he should have made it home a little earlier. Actually, his being late worked to my advantage because I laid out his clothes and told him what to wear (every wifes fantasy). I had been afraid that if he got ready on his own he would want to wear something that I had already packed and was waiting for us in the suitcases at the airport. But he didnt notice anything was missing.
He got ready in record time and we were out the door in 10 minutes flat. Now came the questions. Where are we going to dinner? Youll see. What city is it in? Youll see. Have we been there before? Oh just shut up already its called a SURPRISE for a reason!! As mentioned before he thought we were going to dinner. We had played up that dinner, in fact, was a big surprise. So he was truly in the dark.
From where we live, the San Francisco Airport is about 30-35 minutes away unless you hit traffic, which of course we did. Obviously the commuters had no idea that being this close to finally revealing the surprise was just about killing me. So when we are about 10 minutes from the airport my cousin takes the next step in the surprise. The BLINDFOLD. He looked at her like she was crazy. Come on Panda be a good sport and play along. He begrudgingly put it on and John, the fiancé, exited the freeway, drove around a bit, and generally confused DH as to the direction we were heading in. I think the other commuters were starting to stare. Maybe they think we kidnapped him. Well I guess we did in a way.
You doing OK under there? I asked not really listening to the reply.
Yeah, but if I get sick Im doing it in your direction. He laughed.
Fair enough. I moved away a bit further.
As we pulled up to the automated ticket booth, I had John turn up the radio really loud and I started singing. This of course didnt phase DH in the least. I am prone to loud outbursts of singing in the car. He usually just looks at me and grunts. Well this time he couldnt look at me but he grunted just the same. I love to sing I am just not any good at it. Plainly put - I would be an American Idol reject. But I digress.
I am singing at the top of my lungs to drown out the scary automated ladys voice at the ticket dispenser. Welcome to the San Francisco Airport. Please proceed ahead to the parking garage and good luck finding a space anywhere near where you need to go. Also please proceed UNLESS someone other than you has packed your bags or if you have not been in custody of your bags the entire time since they were packed. OK well DH didnt pack his bags at all and neither of us were in the custody of our bags at the moment. But I think I could trust DM and Dude not to put any weapons of mass destruction in there but I am not sure if I can trust her not to transfer some of the clothes from her 75lb. suitcase to mine so hers makes it within the 50 lb. limit.
Side Note To all airline employees who had to lift our bags. I hope you remembered to lift with your knees.
So we drive to the American Airlines parking and we find a space. I get out of the car and walk around to help DH out of the car.
Do you know where you are? I ask.
A parking garage. Bingo, give the man a cookie.
Do you know where? I ask
No, should I?
NO, I say with a huge grin on my face.
It had worked. 100 more yards and all the planning would be worth it, all the stress would go away, all the secrets would finally be revealed, and our vacation would truly begin.
I lead him through the garage and into the area to walk toward the terminal.
People are staring but I dont care. We finally make it to where my mom and Dude are standing with the 30th Birthday Survival Kit. I make him stop and I again ask if he knows where hes at and he doesnt. So here goes.
You know I love you right?
Yes
And you love me too right
Yes
Keep your eyes closed
I carefully take off the blindfold. I get up close and whisper in his ear.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Me = Tausha
DH = Chris aka Panda
DM = Julie(my mom)
DSF = Erick(my stepfather) aka Dude
So DH finally arrives home about 6:20pm. And one look at me and he realizes he should have made it home a little earlier. Actually, his being late worked to my advantage because I laid out his clothes and told him what to wear (every wifes fantasy). I had been afraid that if he got ready on his own he would want to wear something that I had already packed and was waiting for us in the suitcases at the airport. But he didnt notice anything was missing.
He got ready in record time and we were out the door in 10 minutes flat. Now came the questions. Where are we going to dinner? Youll see. What city is it in? Youll see. Have we been there before? Oh just shut up already its called a SURPRISE for a reason!! As mentioned before he thought we were going to dinner. We had played up that dinner, in fact, was a big surprise. So he was truly in the dark.
From where we live, the San Francisco Airport is about 30-35 minutes away unless you hit traffic, which of course we did. Obviously the commuters had no idea that being this close to finally revealing the surprise was just about killing me. So when we are about 10 minutes from the airport my cousin takes the next step in the surprise. The BLINDFOLD. He looked at her like she was crazy. Come on Panda be a good sport and play along. He begrudgingly put it on and John, the fiancé, exited the freeway, drove around a bit, and generally confused DH as to the direction we were heading in. I think the other commuters were starting to stare. Maybe they think we kidnapped him. Well I guess we did in a way.
You doing OK under there? I asked not really listening to the reply.
Yeah, but if I get sick Im doing it in your direction. He laughed.
Fair enough. I moved away a bit further.
As we pulled up to the automated ticket booth, I had John turn up the radio really loud and I started singing. This of course didnt phase DH in the least. I am prone to loud outbursts of singing in the car. He usually just looks at me and grunts. Well this time he couldnt look at me but he grunted just the same. I love to sing I am just not any good at it. Plainly put - I would be an American Idol reject. But I digress.
I am singing at the top of my lungs to drown out the scary automated ladys voice at the ticket dispenser. Welcome to the San Francisco Airport. Please proceed ahead to the parking garage and good luck finding a space anywhere near where you need to go. Also please proceed UNLESS someone other than you has packed your bags or if you have not been in custody of your bags the entire time since they were packed. OK well DH didnt pack his bags at all and neither of us were in the custody of our bags at the moment. But I think I could trust DM and Dude not to put any weapons of mass destruction in there but I am not sure if I can trust her not to transfer some of the clothes from her 75lb. suitcase to mine so hers makes it within the 50 lb. limit.
Side Note To all airline employees who had to lift our bags. I hope you remembered to lift with your knees.
So we drive to the American Airlines parking and we find a space. I get out of the car and walk around to help DH out of the car.
Do you know where you are? I ask.
A parking garage. Bingo, give the man a cookie.
Do you know where? I ask
No, should I?
NO, I say with a huge grin on my face.
It had worked. 100 more yards and all the planning would be worth it, all the stress would go away, all the secrets would finally be revealed, and our vacation would truly begin.
I lead him through the garage and into the area to walk toward the terminal.
People are staring but I dont care. We finally make it to where my mom and Dude are standing with the 30th Birthday Survival Kit. I make him stop and I again ask if he knows where hes at and he doesnt. So here goes.
You know I love you right?
Yes
And you love me too right
Yes
Keep your eyes closed
I carefully take off the blindfold. I get up close and whisper in his ear.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Just kidding.
