DisneyNutMary
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Background: In the past year, we have been to WDW 4 times, thanks to DVC, APs, and our DDE card, so this last trip I was wondering what I could possibly photograph, since I have hundreds of pictures of the World, and my kids enjoying it, sitting on discs and being ignored.
I nearly left the camera home, but I was afraid some magical moment would happen, and I would miss my chance to catch it all on film, to post for the world to see here on the internet.
During our December trip, Tommy bought a stuffed Husky in the Canada pavilion, and named him Sparky. The CM who rang us up logged Sparkys adoption into the book there, and said we should bring Sparky in for visits on future trips. So Sparky was packed in Tommys backpack, ready to go visit his former home.
Take one stuffed dog, add one Disney nut who already has pictures of all the world, and the result is . We need to take Sparkys picture all around the World . And Im here to tell all about it.
Cast:
Me- Sparkys personal photographer and journalist
Jimmy- my DH, and Sparkys posing assistant
Bobby and Tommy- Sparkys bodyguards
And the star of our TR . Sparky the husky
Where: Room 2538, at the Villas at Wilderness Lodge
When: Feb 17- Feb 24, the Presidents Day week off from school
Day 1 Tensions Mount with JetBlue, will this trip even happen?
Friday, Feb 16, 9:30pm its now less than 24 hours before our flight is scheduled to depart, so I decide to try to check-in for the flight online at JetBlue.com, I know I wont be able to, because Bobby name is the same as someone on the TSA watch list, but I try anyway.
When I log onto the website, first thing I see is a notice about cancelled flights due to Wednesdays bad weather. The same flight # I was scheduled to take Saturday night, was cancelled for Friday night.
The hyperventilation begins .what will we do? Will we have to drive down? Will we lose our reservations? My imagination starts working overtime to come up with worst-case scenarios and solutions.
I finally get to bed around 11 that night, but sleep does not come easily, I am haunted by thoughts of cancelled flights, and lost time with Mickey.
6am Saturday morning, Jimmy leaves for work, and I am up and at the computer checking my flight. JetBlue is all over the news, and I am frantic. I rush around getting the house cleaned, laundry done, and last minute preparations done. I get the car packed, all the while stopping at the computer every so often to check the flight status.
By 3pm the flight was delayed, but still scheduled.
4:30 we close down and lock up the house, and head out to church.
I pray all through the mass that our fight is not cancelled. When mass ends, we head out for the airport, drop off the car in long term parking, and take the AirTrain to the terminal.
We check in with the usual delay- thanks to the TSA and Bobbys oh-so-common name. But I am finally able to relax a little after the boarding passes are in my hand.
We get ripped off um, I mean eat at the food court, and settle in at our gate to wait.
The wait was nerve wracking, there were announcements about delays on other flights, and ours was looking to be delayed also- they were having trouble getting crew with all of the cancelled flights. We finally took off about a half hour behind schedule.
It was a little past midnight when we landed, and we headed alone to the DME counter, while everyone else headed to the baggage claim- so long suckers!
Walked right up to the counter, checked in quickly and were immediately put onto the hottest bus ever- it had to be 100 degrees on that bus. I was dying! There were 3 other passengers besides us- and we waited for more, we waited and waited and waited, but no more came. Finally the Heat Miser decided to have mercy on me and head out to the World. He was merciful enough to go to WL first, which is a good thing because I was about to pass out from the heat. Floridians have zero tolerance for cold apparently.
We checked in, were handed keys with no names on them, and told we would have to return in the morning to have our names added to the cards, and our credit card added to our account.
We headed over to the villas, and were asleep within minutes of getting through the door.
Long day over, the fun starts tomorrow .
I nearly left the camera home, but I was afraid some magical moment would happen, and I would miss my chance to catch it all on film, to post for the world to see here on the internet.
During our December trip, Tommy bought a stuffed Husky in the Canada pavilion, and named him Sparky. The CM who rang us up logged Sparkys adoption into the book there, and said we should bring Sparky in for visits on future trips. So Sparky was packed in Tommys backpack, ready to go visit his former home.
Take one stuffed dog, add one Disney nut who already has pictures of all the world, and the result is . We need to take Sparkys picture all around the World . And Im here to tell all about it.
Cast:
Me- Sparkys personal photographer and journalist
Jimmy- my DH, and Sparkys posing assistant
Bobby and Tommy- Sparkys bodyguards
And the star of our TR . Sparky the husky
Where: Room 2538, at the Villas at Wilderness Lodge
When: Feb 17- Feb 24, the Presidents Day week off from school
Day 1 Tensions Mount with JetBlue, will this trip even happen?
Friday, Feb 16, 9:30pm its now less than 24 hours before our flight is scheduled to depart, so I decide to try to check-in for the flight online at JetBlue.com, I know I wont be able to, because Bobby name is the same as someone on the TSA watch list, but I try anyway.
When I log onto the website, first thing I see is a notice about cancelled flights due to Wednesdays bad weather. The same flight # I was scheduled to take Saturday night, was cancelled for Friday night.
The hyperventilation begins .what will we do? Will we have to drive down? Will we lose our reservations? My imagination starts working overtime to come up with worst-case scenarios and solutions.
I finally get to bed around 11 that night, but sleep does not come easily, I am haunted by thoughts of cancelled flights, and lost time with Mickey.
6am Saturday morning, Jimmy leaves for work, and I am up and at the computer checking my flight. JetBlue is all over the news, and I am frantic. I rush around getting the house cleaned, laundry done, and last minute preparations done. I get the car packed, all the while stopping at the computer every so often to check the flight status.
By 3pm the flight was delayed, but still scheduled.
4:30 we close down and lock up the house, and head out to church.
I pray all through the mass that our fight is not cancelled. When mass ends, we head out for the airport, drop off the car in long term parking, and take the AirTrain to the terminal.
We check in with the usual delay- thanks to the TSA and Bobbys oh-so-common name. But I am finally able to relax a little after the boarding passes are in my hand.
We get ripped off um, I mean eat at the food court, and settle in at our gate to wait.
The wait was nerve wracking, there were announcements about delays on other flights, and ours was looking to be delayed also- they were having trouble getting crew with all of the cancelled flights. We finally took off about a half hour behind schedule.
It was a little past midnight when we landed, and we headed alone to the DME counter, while everyone else headed to the baggage claim- so long suckers!

Walked right up to the counter, checked in quickly and were immediately put onto the hottest bus ever- it had to be 100 degrees on that bus. I was dying! There were 3 other passengers besides us- and we waited for more, we waited and waited and waited, but no more came. Finally the Heat Miser decided to have mercy on me and head out to the World. He was merciful enough to go to WL first, which is a good thing because I was about to pass out from the heat. Floridians have zero tolerance for cold apparently.
We checked in, were handed keys with no names on them, and told we would have to return in the morning to have our names added to the cards, and our credit card added to our account.
We headed over to the villas, and were asleep within minutes of getting through the door.
Long day over, the fun starts tomorrow .