Sweet Mother of Fudge! 2/15 A Goodbye Summary~Pimples and Farts

[jcc0621]

[My father, calmly turns to his wife noticing her lack of interest.


Father~ “Any idea why the dishwasher is trying to kill itself?”

Me~ “Call my Dad, he has dealt with something similar.”
Mr. The King shakes his head with a beaten down kind of dejection.
I can hear my Father laughing loudly into the phone.

Poor Mr the King

I looked at my Floridian Mother . She was wearing a sweater, a blanket, mittens and a hat. If it is not 132 degrees she has a chill.

Thank you, I thought it was just my mother who did this. I now have proof that it is all Floridians. I talked to my mother the other day and she said to me "I am glad my cast costume (Artist Point) has long sleeves, it's going dow to 60 tonight"

We switch seats and she takes off her hat.

Next time… We are busy for an entire night, into the next morning. I hope Disney Jail is comfy.[/SIZE]

 

[Mrs. The King]

Chapter 23

Where was I?

Oh. Holding the underwire to my bra in the Middle of the Grand Floridian Lobby.

The evidence of my crime was immediately obvious when one of my previously supported girls fell ungracefully to her knees.
Mr. the King~ “What cha got there, Terminator?”

Me~ ”The part of my bra that puts the “P” in Perk.”

Mr. The King ~ “That resembles a carving knife.”

Me ~”Can we have a moment of silence for my hard working underwear that is now only doing half it’s job?”

I threw it on one of the Grad Floridian’s less ritzy tables. Mr. The King takes pictures of it.

I swing my Bagallini off of my back and onto my front just like an orangutan with her baby. I am about to stuff the wire that looks suspiciously like a smiley face into one of the plethora of pockets.
Mr. The King “ Hey blondie, not to burst your other bubble, but don’t you think security is going to have a few questions about your crude prison shank when they check your bag?”

I give him my squinched up mean look. It has no effect. The hubby is right. And that is annoying.

Do you just rip stuff out of you and throw it in the garbage? I guess I do today.
Kerpulk.

PC~”Mom. Why did you throw out your boomerang? I didn’t even know you had one.”

OMG. Are we discussing my bra innards in this fancy place!! Now my son wants to keep it as a toy?

We high tailed it out of there. Or low-balled it out of there considering my family kept company with me.

Back on the monorail, we head to Epcot. We need to go to the parking lot to get the van and motor over to Disney Studios.
DS had the Extra Magic Hours. So we had planned to suck all the magic we could handle right out of that place. Turns out Disney Studios only has enough Magic to take a few small sips. You can put your sucker away. Leave your sucker in the hotel.

First up, we located the bracelets. Second we made a plan. We motored over to the Honey I shrunk the kids playground. Closed.
Then we hightailed it over to the French imported Car Spectacular. Closed.
Hyperbole! Where can we start the magic sucking? Well, we can go back to our old stand by, Disney Animations.

Mr. the King kept glancing over his shoulder. He needed a thrill. He could smell the screaming that he was missing out on. I encouraged him to go on Aerosmith’s Rockin’ Roller Coaster. Without me. Now he would rather go with me. But I have a problem in recent years and I blame my kids. I used to love roller coasters. The scarier and less strapped in I was, the better. You could dangle me by my big toe over a fiery pit of bubbling tar, and I would just giggle.

But, I think, when I was pushing PS into the world I popped my risk taking fun pumper.

Flashback** My parents agreed to babysit the kids (PS was an infant or 3 years old give or take) while Mr. The King and I went to a local six flags. A mild roller Coaster loomed in the horizon. We got on. I got buckled. He got buckeled. He loves roller coasters. Just more proof that we were a couple made in heaven, to share this thrill ride excitement. We started going. Instead of the usual euphoria I was expecting, I had a new tingly feeling. And it was awful. My primal mom brain felt like the minivan was spinning out of control. I kept turning to check on the kids, and then remembering they were miles away.

Mr. The King looked at me like I had pulled a spike out of the center of my chest.

Mr. The King~ “Any reason you turned into a pansy on that ride?”
Me, stricken, ~”My fun pumper exploded! I hated that ride!”

And ever since that moment I have been a pansy. A girly man. It is awful. Until the glorious moment last Disney trip when I went on Everest. And it repaired my fun pumper. And I was able to partake in thrills o’ plenty.

The bad news is that the fun pumper rusts up and I have to be reminded I am a fairly young human, nowhere near Zzub age. I need to embrace the fluid that still exists in my balance maker.

So I wasn’t sorry to see him go. I didn’t feel like I was missing out. Which is a shame. I should. Maybe I should jump off the roof of my house every few weeks to keep my fun pumper lubricated.

The kids and I took the drawing class again. It was fun. Again. Then we kicked around in the little after show. Mr. The King came back victorious, having been a “single rider” and having a short wait. We all went into the drawing class one more time. Then we decided to get fast passes as a family to go on Toy Story’s new ride.

We got there in time for Mr. The King to investigate. No more fast passes. So we decided to wait. The full blown, summer, nothing else is open tonight time. I think it was about 120 minutes. In sane. My gallbladder surgery was done in less time. We stepped on the tippy end of the line. PS looks up at me.

And I know. The fear has slapped her again. Now, I know I can’t argue with her the whole time. I have never been on this ride, so I can’t prepare her for what is inside. I shake my head. Mr. The King is nominated to ride this one, being that I got to go into the Monsters Inc new ride. I was really dejected about it. It looked so stinking fun. And I found out later that is was very stinking fun.

So, PS and I strolled around a mostly closed Disney Studios. I hit the First Aid for some headache medicine. They are so nice there. And you can have whatever you want that is drug related, just sign your name.
PS and I looked at each other. And then I was hit with inspiration.
Snack time!!! We made our way into the candy store.

Everything around us fell into a silent hush. Someone, somewhere aimed a single spotlight on a piece of shiny fudge. The Jiggler started vibrating and drooling in anticipation. It tried to climb around front to get a better look.
I wasn’t sure how the snack credits worked in this wonderland. The Jiggler started making a spectacle of itself jumping up and down and trying to sing “Celebrate good times” in it’s awful singing voice.

PS picked out a lollipop and we bought our boys a little something. By the time we were checking out the Jiggler was twirling me around in a manic dance of joy.

I was able to wrangle it out the door. PS and I smooshed the Jiggler down and I savored it’s treat. It was only one small piece.
It wasn’t Main Street fudge. It didn’t come with a knife. But it was that little fakey Main Street in The Studios. And I bet it is made using the same recipe.
And it was delicious. I tried to cover up the Jiggler’s delirious joyful sobs by farting.

Well, PS and I still had 118 minutes to waste. It was late at night. She was tired. I took her over to the “Dance Party”. I was expecting music piped in and a few teenage Cast members dancing around with the kids.

Boy, was I in for a shock. Playhouse Disney was thumping and pumping with some of the best kids dance songs ever.
PS loves music and dancing. Almost as much as she loves Pluto.
She no longer looked tired. She looked ready to party. We bust in the door. There, instead of being cramped on the floor watching the puppets, was a DJ, dancers and best of all Characters!! Just out there dancing with the kids!! Oh My Dog! OH Don Piano! There was Goofy, Minnie, and the little Einsteins (which were looking quite hugenator).

Little PS started to bust a move immediately. There was a break in the pumping music. The DJ broke in to introduce a new dancer.

PLUTO! The look on her face when she saw him dancing towards her was pricless. Her wildest dream was coming true. Pluto was coming to play with her!! Just like she imagines when she plays with her stuffed one at home.

And right over he came. She danced her little heart out. The entire time our boys were gone she danced with Pluto. She was so respectful of his personal space, and he was crazy about her. The chicken dance, which she knows by heart, blasted over the speakers. So they boogied down together.

Am I always competitive? I think I am. I thought to my evil self “I bet all these toddlers and kids are on a regular schedule and will start pooping out soon”. My kids are night owls and it is a struggle to get them to bed before 11:00pm. But on this night, My girl was prepared, ready and able to dance her pants off.

Eventually our boys came in. We all danced with our faithful Pluto close by. When he went to dance with other guests, PS would follow him and dance with his backside.
Every once in a while the bubbles would drop. It was awesome.

Up next time: Balloon Hats pop and Where will we spend our last day?


Chapter 24 Super Period

 

[Goofyluver]

Well, I could comment...but I only have to say one thing...

PICTURES???????????????????????????

 

[Mrs. The King]

I know I've said this before, but oh my gosh! So, so, so funny!

I love the Grand Floridian. It's my favorite resort. Can't afford it anymore, but one of my favorite stays was my honeymoon. I used to work for the Disney Store, and back then, the benefits were amazing, so we stayed concierge for half price.

Now don't let that fool you. I'm not ritzy titzy by any means. I just LOVE that hotel.

And somehow my image of it has been forever changed.

With a mental picture of someone I've never met ripping out her broken underwire and brandishing it like a weapon in the middle of the lobby.



Thanks for keeping me laughing.

I am glad you keep laughing!

Your mother's nonchalence is breathtaking. And funny as crap. FYI: the rule in our house is look before you pour.


I got to read two chapters in a row this morning. Good stuff as always. As you'll read in a forthcoming chapter in my non-TR, TR, we loved us some Ohan'a' as well.

Can't wait to see if you were at all flammable in the fire pit.

Vampire In:

I'm writing this in another window as I'm reading your report so I dont miss anything.

This is what I look like in the daylight. Picture taken just for you!

I'm so sorry about your friend Erin. I will pray for her for sure. I just read your article with tears in my eyes. Definitely submit that if you havent already.

I like the new fitness program "Be the Prey" Billy Blanks popping out of my closet would scare the poop out of me. good way to lose weight on its own.


I can picture you as a gorilla holding a place for Mr. The King as he searches for Chip. Glad he was found!!!

Grandmas weather skills amaze me. NOAA would love to have her on staff for sure!

Oh, I just spit out ice water reading that Mother The King was reporting you to the mods unknowingly. That sounds like something I would do.

I feel like I've gotten to know every body part of you better during this post for some reason.....

Mini golf sounds great. We wanted to do that but it kept raining each evening we had off. Next time for sure after your review

How on earth did Grandma call you from the computer and from the phone????

The recycling game was fun for us too. The kids loved it. We had to wait 45 minutes though. You guys got lucky! Score!

I'm sorry but I'm laughing my own butt off at the underwire story in the Grand Floridian. I've never had it poke through my shirt like that but I'm sure we've all had one come out of the bra in public before and its very awkward!

Great updates. I'm all caught up now!

Vampire OUT!

Holy Catch up Batman. You are my favorite Cliff Note writer!!! I am so glad you are back! I love your picture!

Poor Mr the King



Thank you, I thought it was just my mother who did this. I now have proof that it is all Floridians. I talked to my mother the other day and she said to me "I am glad my cast costume (Artist Point) has long sleeves, it's going dow to 60 tonight"

I am glad you have all the proof you need!!

Well, I could comment...but I only have to say one thing...

PICTURES???????????????????????????

You want pictures of the drooling Jiggler????

 

[Goofyluver]

You want pictures of the drooling Jiggler????

Well...I guess if you want to show them I can't object...but no thank you. I have to look at my own jiggler in the mirror every day.

Just the other day...Jon asked me if I could please stop swaying my butt from side to side when I walked.

Ummmm...no, no I can't. It does that on its own.

I was just so shocked by pictures on your TR that I couldn't even post a coherent sentence.

Sorta like that time I traveled to Mexico on a margarita umbrage. There weren't a lot of coherent sentences then either.

 

[reelmom]

Yay, Pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Mrs. The King]

Well...I guess if you want to show them I can't object...but no thank you. I have to look at my own jiggler in the mirror every day.

Just the other day...Jon asked me if I could please stop swaying my butt from side to side when I walked.

Ummmm...no, no I can't. It does that on its own.

I was just so shocked by pictures on your TR that I couldn't even post a coherent sentence.

Sorta like that time I traveled to Mexico on a margarita umbrage. There weren't a lot of coherent sentences then either.

Ok, first and most important, I love Margaritas too!! Second, girl you need to back track, Mr. The King has posted pics in a bunch of my chapters. I never have the patience for him to do it at the same time that I post my chapter. Probably no one knows he does that

 

[Mrs. The King]

Yay, Pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Poor Mr. The King! Don't tell him

 

[Goofyluver]

Ok, first and most important, I love Margaritas too!! Second, girl you need to back track, Mr. The King has posted pics in a bunch of my chapters. I never have the patience for him to do it at the same time that I post my chapter. Probably no one knows he does that

See??? I'm not the only one.

 

[Mr._The_King]

Poor Mr. The King! Don't tell him

First of all I'd Like to say

You make me post all of these pictures and No ONE KNOWS ABOUT THEM!!!!
YOU (MRS TK) can look at them any time you want why am I doing this if NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT THEM. Just for that (and for trying to keep it a secret from me)

Poor Mr. The King! Don't tell him

Here is one of my FAVORITE recent pictures

I call it.................. "Poisoning your dishwasher (and subsequently your Mr. The King).

I should report you to the moderators but apparently your mom is taking care of that here and there so I'll have to be content with threatening to show more pictures of your weekly "battles with the appliances" if you don't let people know that I am dutifully carrying out my assignment in this soap opera by posting the pictures you request. To all of the people who have managed to hang in there this long and read all of these stories (the ones about me are lies, lies I tell you ) there are IN FACT quite a few (although not that good) pictures that have been painstakingly and lovingly (if not begrudgingly) ADDED. (also it's really not that painstaking....and probably not that loving either ). If you have been insane enough to accompany the Kings on our journey to the world for this long you may be just crazy enough to go back and check out some of the pics.

-MR.TK

 

[askelton]

Thank you Mr.TK!

 

[DisneyJo]

OMG how cute that DD danced with Pluto

And I agree I want to see a photo of you!!!!

 

[reelmom]

Mrs. The King and Mr. The King..............You are the best. I absolutely love reading your TR. Going back to find some photos.
Mother The King.............You and your husband are also awesome for raising such a great family.
Thanks for letting us invade your personal spaces and letting us get to know you.

One more thing Mrs. The King, I thought of you the other day. I was reading a magazine and on the cover, it said," Spooky Jigglers!" I was really disappointed when I found out it was jello and not your Jiggler dressed up for Halloween.
Have a good one!

 

[AZMickeyfans]

Vampire In

Its still dark here at 6:15am

Anyway, this was one of my favorite updates so far! I've seen a few pictures but these ones with Pluto were priceless. This is so cute

Sounds like the perfect evening for PS. By the way, is it just me or does pluto have a nice jiggler himself?

Speaking of jigglers I am so happy it got the much deserved albeit fake Main Street fudge.

Thank you Mr The King for this picture too.

Great update and as always I'm in danger of waking the house up with my laughter. Oh well they have to get up soon anyway!

 

[jcc0621]

Mr. The King “ Hey blondie, not to burst your other bubble, but don’t you think security is going to have a few questions about your crude prison shank when they check your bag?”

I give him my squinched up mean look. It has no effect. The hubby is right. And that is annoying.

He may be right, but NEVER tell him that

PC~”Mom. Why did you throw out your boomerang? I didn’t even know you had one.”

Love it. WIll have to check this out next year!

Up next time: Balloon Hats pop and Where will we spend our last day?
[/SIZE]

Here is one of my FAVORITE recent pictures

I call it.................. "Poisoning your dishwasher (and subsequently your Mr. The King).

 

[Stacybaeasm]

Wow, I mean just Wow. I came to this report very late (like yesterday) and have been frantically reading trying to get caught up. At the same time, I have been working very hard at muffling my laughter, and hiding the tears in my eyes (both happy and sad) from my co-workers who totatlly believe that I have been working very hard for hte last day and a half. My stomach hurts from laughing, my mascara has been repaired several tiimes, and I have probably spit a 20 oz diet coke out of my mouth and all over my desk but it was completly worth it. You rock the funny and the touching Mrs the King and I'm glad I found your report. I'll go back and read the other one, but maybe not while I'm at work.

 

[EPRV We love Disney]

Chapter 23

But I have a problem in recent years and I blame my kids. I used to love roller coasters. The scarier and less strapped in I was, the better. You could dangle me by my big toe over a fiery pit of bubbling tar, and I would just giggle.


I'm right there with you on this one. I too was a thrill seeking gal until having kids. My fun pumper also was shot once I gave birth to my little ones.

I used to look at roller coasters with an eye full of fire! Now the fire's in my tummy! I can usually make myself get on it but it's nowhere near the same.

I miss those days....... But, oh well, at least it makes it easier to ride IASW!

Thanks for the updates AND THE PHOTOS MR. THE KING! I do go back and see them. They're great!

 

[ZZUB]

The bad news is that the fun pumper rusts up and I have to be reminded I am a fairly young human, nowhere near Zzub age. I need to embrace the fluid that still exists in my balance maker.

First of all, this is untrue. Secondly, it's demonstrably false, and thirdly it is an incorrect statement.

ZZUB is not old. NicoleMarie is Old. Mel Happyhat is old. Ashclan is ancient. Well, her and John McCain. I think they graduated high school the same year.

The dance party deal looked cool. We normally avoid the nightime EMH parks like my assistant avoids not using all of her sick days. But we may have to re-think that strategy in the future.

That is if the "change" which is coming doesn't alter that as well. Since no one knows what the "change" will be, it's hard to prepare for it.

 

[Mrs. The King]

First of all I'd Like to say

You make me post all of these pictures and No ONE KNOWS ABOUT THEM!!!!
YOU (MRS TK) can look at them any time you want why am I doing this if NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT THEM. Just for that (and for trying to keep it a secret from me)

Here is one of my FAVORITE recent pictures

I call it.................. "Poisoning your dishwasher (and subsequently your Mr. The King).

I should report you to the moderators but apparently your mom is taking care of that here and there so I'll have to be content with threatening to show more pictures of your weekly "battles with the appliances" if you don't let people know that I am dutifully carrying out my assignment in this soap opera by posting the pictures you request. To all of the people who have managed to hang in there this long and read all of these stories (the ones about me are lies, lies I tell you ) there are IN FACT quite a few (although not that good) pictures that have been painstakingly and lovingly (if not begrudgingly) ADDED. (also it's really not that painstaking....and probably not that loving either ). If you have been insane enough to accompany the Kings on our journey to the world for this long you may be just crazy enough to go back and check out some of the pics.

-MR.TK

Wow. That is a lot of whining for a dude. Want to see my favorite picture?

That one. Of the two children I brought into this world.

See the short one? With the green eyes that has you wrapped around her little finger?

I did that one without any painkiller. Not even a tylenol or a glass of wine.

Thank you Mr.TK!

Don't encourage him.

OMG how cute that DD danced with Pluto

And I agree I want to see a photo of you!!!!

I love those pictures. You want to see pictures of me? You have to get vaccinated before I unleash the Jiggler on you.

Mrs. The King and Mr. The King..............You are the best. I absolutely love reading your TR. Going back to find some photos.
Mother The King.............You and your husband are also awesome for raising such a great family.
Thanks for letting us invade your personal spaces and letting us get to know you.

One more thing Mrs. The King, I thought of you the other day. I was reading a magazine and on the cover, it said," Spooky Jigglers!" I was really disappointed when I found out it was jello and not your Jiggler dressed up for Halloween.
Have a good one!

Spooky Jiggler!!!!! It gets spooked easy too

Vampire In

Its still dark here at 6:15am

Anyway, this was one of my favorite updates so far! I've seen a few pictures but these ones with Pluto were priceless. This is so cute

Sounds like the perfect evening for PS. By the way, is it just me or does pluto have a nice jiggler himself?

Speaking of jigglers I am so happy it got the much deserved albeit fake Main Street fudge.

Thank you Mr The King for this picture too.

Great update and as always I'm in danger of waking the house up with my laughter. Oh well they have to get up soon anyway!

Vampire! Are you checking out the dog's butt?!! And we will not thank him for the soap picture.

He may be right, but NEVER tell him that




Love it. WIll have to check this out next year!

Thanks! I will never tell him. Too bad he reads this.

 

[Mrs. The King]

Wow, I mean just Wow. I came to this report very late (like yesterday) and have been frantically reading trying to get caught up. At the same time, I have been working very hard at muffling my laughter, and hiding the tears in my eyes (both happy and sad) from my co-workers who totatlly believe that I have been working very hard for hte last day and a half. My stomach hurts from laughing, my mascara has been repaired several tiimes, and I have probably spit a 20 oz diet coke out of my mouth and all over my desk but it was completly worth it. You rock the funny and the touching Mrs the King and I'm glad I found your report. I'll go back and read the other one, but maybe not while I'm at work.

I am so thrilled you took the time to share this with me. It makes my day

I'm right there with you on this one. I too was a thrill seeking gal until having kids. My fun pumper also was shot once I gave birth to my little ones.

I used to look at roller coasters with an eye full of fire! Now the fire's in my tummy! I can usually make myself get on it but it's nowhere near the same.

I miss those days....... But, oh well, at least it makes it easier to ride IASW!

Thanks for the updates AND THE PHOTOS MR. THE KING! I do go back and see them. They're great!

Roller Coaster Wimps unite!!

First of all, this is untrue. Secondly, it's demonstrably false, and thirdly it is an incorrect statement.

ZZUB is not old. NicoleMarie is Old. Mel Happyhat is old. Ashclan is ancient. Well, her and John McCain. I think they graduated high school the same year.

The dance party deal looked cool. We normally avoid the nightime EMH parks like my assistant avoids not using all of her sick days. But we may have to re-think that strategy in the future.

That is if the "change" which is coming doesn't alter that as well. Since no one knows what the "change" will be, it's hard to prepare for it.

Aww. Zzub still thinks he is young.


The dance party was insane. Mostly the fun for the adults is watching the characters not run any kids over. It is a serious miracle. Those dancers have amazing body awareness.

I recently changed my friday pajamas. I went right into my Saturday Pajamas. It went smoothly.