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

[Mrs. The King]

Beautifully said! Here's to Poppy.

Deb, I'm sorry to hear about your Poppy. I will raise my margarita glass tonite to Poppy. Thank you for sharing him with us.

Cheers to Poppy! May he rest in peace reflecting on the wonderful life he lived.

Peace to you and your family as you find peace in your found memories.

I'm so sorry about your Poppy. I'm sure he felt as blessed to have all of you, and you did to have him.

MTK - Cheers to your Poppy for a long life well lived! What a blessing to your family to have had such a patriarch.

I remember when you first wrote about Poppy.

Prayers for you and your family.

Well, your words are just so beautiful. Thanks to you all. I am so lucky to have such a wonderful group of people to chat with.

 

[Mrs. The King]

Well...I have been lurking for awhile...

technically not lurking. Just trying to catch up. And finally, today on my lunch break at work I did it!

Firstly, and foremost, I want to say that I am SO sorry for your loss. Your stories about Poppy brought such a smile to my face. What an amazing man and how lucky you are to have known him and had him in your family! Just know that you and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.

Secondly, O.M.G. This is the greatest TR EVERRRRRRRRR. The people I work with the past few days have been questioning my sanity...one minute I'm laughing so hard I can't possibly keep it muffled, the next I'm balling my eyes out.

Thirdly, I just wanted to share...I am a fellow cocker spaniel owner...errrrrrr...mommy So many things that you said about your sweet little one reminded me so much of mine. Of course mine has a big sister (a border collie/jack russell...yeah. The word "handful" doesn't even come close to doing my children justice) that he learns a little too much from.

That's my little Johnny Cash (oh yea...the man in black...big sis is Dolly Parton...some would call us a just lil bit country :-D) The whole not licking but getting the nose as close as possible to yours...wow. You were describing how I wake up every morning. Except the minute he sees my eyes open I get a good face wash . That is one of the things my husband and I joke about all the time so when I saw you write about it, I realized that it wasn't "just us", and it really just hit home

Anywho, just wanted to FINALLY write and let you know how much I have enjoyed your TR and can't wait to hear more from you!

Thanks for your kind words about Poppy.

I loved that this report has been good to you! You Cocker is adorable, he looks so much like Peanut the evil muppet.
I am glad you got to FINALLY writing a reply. It really makes my day! I have another chapter brewing. I will try to get it down in the next few days. Thanks again for getting onboard this crazy train!

 

[celerystalker]

Hugs prayers and pixie dust sent your way.
I know Poppy is smiling from heaven.

 

[walkerag]

The lasting impressions I have from Poppy.
John Fiscus Allouiscious M*****
The Lesson: Remember, never take yourself too seriously

He’s always dressed to the nines in white suites and tuxedos
The Lesson: Dress to Impress

Being the captain of his own boat
The Lesson: Find a great hobby

Working for the telephone company
The Lesson: Work Hard…Then have a good retirement

He always seems to know what is happening before you tell him.
The Lesson: Listen to your instincts and trust them…You’re probably right

Blowing the custom built “CHARGE” horn on his car when he came to our house.
The Lesson: Let them know the party is here once you have arrived!!

He always cherishes his cars and takes good care of them.
The Lesson: We spend a lot of time in our cars, Love your vehicles they are fun!

Poppy says…”If you’re not bored your punched”
I don’t really know what this means so I guess the lesson is… don’t be afraid to say something even if it only makes sense to you.

Poppy says… “It was raining like a cow pissin’ on a flat rock"
The Lesson: Don’t stand next to a cow that’s had too much to drink!


Poppy says…
“If your not havin’ a good time it’s your own damn fault”
The lesson: Never forget you are in charge of your own destiny

He served as a sergeant in the Army
The Lesson: Respect your country and those who fight for her.

Remembering his wonderful brother Tommy who died in WW2
The Lesson: Never forget those who made such a selfless sacrifice to ensure our freedom.

HIs sweet friendship with Aaron and Bea (Mr. The King’s Grandparents)
The Lesson: You can make dear friends at any age

He goes on cruises and makes friends with all of the passengers and crew.
The Lesson: Vacations don’t happen every day, take the time to enjoy them!

He always takes pictures of the waiters and workers at the places he visits.
The Lesson: Don’t forget all of the people that take care of you. All jobs are important.

Everyone calls him “Big John”
The Lesson: Make everything about yourself an asset.

He has to have a comfortable bed
The Lesson: Sleeping well is important

He drives too fast
The Lesson: Take some risks, life’s no fun without them.

Dancing with him at the World Trade Center
I knew that was the dance of a lifetime and I hold it in my heart as one of my most favorite moments.

The parades at every visit. Music full blast, flag at the front, all of us marching, “ATTENTION, FORWARD MARCH”
The Lesson: Make things special for kids, they love a parade

Always giving a firm handshake with a good greeting
The Lesson: Don’t give a floppy fish handshake, even if you are a girl.

Marrying His wife, Barbara
The Lesson: Cherish true love, and recognize when an angel is standing right in front of you.

Raising three, beautiful, intelligent daughters all on his own.
The Lesson: No matter what cards life hands you, take care of the kids, do your best.

He always toasts “Who’s better than us?”
The lesson: Always have an answer ready for this one… but also know, no one is better than us!!

Poppy always makes everyone feel smarter and prettier than they think they are
The Lesson: You are who you are, might as well like it!!

Turn up the Bose Radio
The Lesson: The music sounds better when it’s loud

Moving on after a hurricane took his house apart
The Lesson: Unimaginable things happen in life, you have to keep going.

He sings out loud in the morning
The Lesson: Set a great mood for every day.

Listening to the great grandchildren yodel and talk about cars
The Lesson: Listen when the kids are talking, it makes wonderful memories for you and them.

He always makes everyone in the room laugh (even the shy people)
The Lesson : Don’t leave anyone out.

He always smells good.
The Lesson: Smell Good! Those around you will appreciate it

The Greatest Lesson….Make a huge impression on your granddaughter, so that when she thinks of you she smiles
I am so proud to be your granddaughter. I love you very much.


Cheers to Poppy, I, like you feel very blessed to have had such a wonderful relationship with my Grandparents. Thank you for sharing your Poppy with all of us

 

[Mrs. The King]

Walker, I am so touched Thank you for posting that

 

[walkerag]

Walker, I am so touched Thank you for posting that

 

[reelmom]

I am so sorry to hear about Poppy. Please let us know if there is anything we can do for you.

 

[Maroon]

You have a book inside of you for sure!

 

[Mrs. The King]

You have a book inside of you for sure!

Thanks! I am tip toeing into that world. In the Fiction blog in my link. Too bad I can't figure out how to make the first chapter the first one to show up.

 

[PittypatBR]

How neat that your Poppy had that great party and you got to spend some time with him before he became so ill. I will toast to great memories of a very distinctive man. So sorry for your and your family's loss.

 

[Mrs. The King]

First, I have to say thank you to everyone for their prayers and good wishes for my family. It was lovely to be able to share my Poppy with you all. On the day he passed, I found such comfort that he was known here. You guys rock so much.

Now, back to the trip report.

Ahh. Christmas break is so fantastic. The King family knows how to waste a good day. We recently acquired the Wii. Which is adorable. We had great fun making Miis of all our loved ones. I even made an Edward, Bella and Jacob (from the book Twilight. )

But I lost the remote to the TV for a while. Well, the couch ate it. Because the couch is equipped with two feet extender chairs and a fold out bed, sticking your hand in the crack is like trying to take dinner away from an alligator.

Ouchy.

And not very productive.

It doesn’t do the death roll thing, but you can tell it wants to.
Needless to say, the TV remote was, for all intensive purposes MIA.

So Mrs. The King did not have access to the machinery that worked her DVR.
Watching raw TV is Ridonkulous. And mind numbing. Commercials are such torture.

Yes.

I am a big baby.

But I noticed three products in particular that got my goat. Well, they grabbed my goat and wrestled him to the ground and tried to feed him to the alligator couch.

First was the “Snuggie, the blanket with sleeves!”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TqHSIiAXdSU

There is the commercial on you tube if you want to claw out your eyes.
It’s a blanket. With sleeves. For Pete’s bananas. These people are struggling with a blanket? They are so frustrated, they have to purchase a backwards facing robe to end their troubles?
Instead of say, putting their robe on backwards?

I hate the Snuggie.

Next.

The CatGenie.

A $300 toliet for your cat. That you install right next to your very own toilet. It has sand in it and it “Flushes”.
I was so appalled and intrigued by this, I had to google it. I found it was for sale at Amazon.

http://www.amazon.com/CatGenie-Self-Washing-Self-Flushing-Cat/dp/B000MKHQG4

I had a lot of funny things to say about this device. Until I read the first above review, which totally made me wet my pants . So if you are up for a good laugh, read “Cat Lover” (Tampa, Florida)’s. It is work safe and kid friendly.

And lastly.

The Jitterbug phone.

Holy Guacamole. That phone is a riot. Now, don’t get me wrong, I see the beauty of it. I have Mother the King after all.

But seeing the service people say with a great, big smile, things like:

“Yes Mrs. Jones, I will dial that number for you!”

and

“Of course, Mrs. Smith, I will add that number to your contact list”

just seems wrong. These people’s ultimate job is to be the Options button on someone else's cell phone.

Again, out of all three I think the Jitterbug is the best for mankind.b
After all this pontificating I realize I might just be scared. Scared that someday I will be talking to my Options button, wearing my robe backwards, while accidently taking a poop in my CatGenie.
Who do I think I’m kidding? It will be on purpose.

Back to Disney.

We were full. And we were leaving. The rain was letting up as we finally gave the MK a little goodbye pat on the behind. Seeing the castle get smaller as you pull away for the last time hurts. You know that it will keep getting smaller and smaller until it is only visible through your crying heart strings. Ok. It’s not that bad. But that Main Street is something else. Home away from Home. And I left it without the fudge to smother on my sad.

We head back to Epcot. We do the “running of the ramps” that Tickets and Transportation require. Down one ramp, Up another ramp, wait by the gate. Onto the monorail, which smells like horse dung. (Is that a cleaner they use or something? This time around it seemed that only a few of the monorails had the “Mr. Ed au de toilet” spritzed around.

Back down the exceedingly long ramps for Epcot. I remember those the best. When Grandma and Grandpa started taking me and my sister to Disney, I can only remember ramp shaped walls of humanity, waiting to get on the monorail after Epcot had closed. We know now to drive. There is rarely a wait to get in your own car. Magic Kingdom forces the 1982 lines to get out that I remember so clearly. But Epcot is not trying to give you the business.

The Kings had promised to leave a little early. I don’t know why we lie to ourselves. We never leave a little early. We always wait until the very end. I am pretty sure at this point, the Waste management game was closed.
I went back to our pictures to get some clues as to what we did next, but our pictures run out on the monorail .

Maybe Mr. The King put his giant backpack away. It is a huge nightmare. When I have to hold it, which I try to avoid, it feels like he has ten bowling balls in there .

The sneaky free soda station was closed. We were headed towards the land. For our last ride of the trip. Soarin’ with a fast pass.
Up next was immense Disney drama. Line jumping, glaring, rude cast members and a crying Mrs. The King .



Chapter 31 Little Girl Blue House Paint

 

[Mrs. The King]

How neat that your Poppy had that great party and you got to spend some time with him before he became so ill. I will toast to great memories of a very distinctive man. So sorry for your and your family's loss.

that party was amazing and we are so thankful it worked out this way. Thanks for toasting him.

I am so sorry to hear about Poppy. Please let us know if there is anything we can do for you.

Thanks for being here.

Hugs prayers and pixie dust sent your way.
I know Poppy is smiling from heaven.

Thanks Celery

Glad to hear Christmas was so good to you all.

Back at ya girl

And you know, that wouldn't be the first time I heard "Poop" shouted out in a public place...

BTW, Congrats on getting your fudge!!

Ok. I know I am not the only one who wants to hear that story!!!

It is winter, you know. Sometimes you gotta bring out the heavy artillery.

And I was mistaken about my gift; it is not disposable. It is "The Last Razor You will Every Buy", stays sharp forever, with a lifetime guarantee. That means I will have it FOREVER and can pass it on to little Whogirl when the time comes. An heirloom, if you will.

Stays sharp forever!!! That is an impressive guarantee. The razor Great Grandma used on her unwanted body hair will be a real keeper. With an heirloom like that you better get it in writing in the will, so their won't be any lawsuits

Thank you for sharing your great sense of humor. I don't sleep well most nights and read your reports to keep me entertained. Tonight I'm joined by my 2 year old who will not go back to sleep. As I'm reading about your bank visit my 2 year old looked at the tears rolling down my cheeks and asked what was funny then started laughing just because I was.

Thank you. I hope you and your family had a wonderful Christmas. May you have a joyous New Year.

Hey Loonie! You warmed my heart with your sweet story. I love that I was a part of the beautiful laughter between a mother and child

 

[belledreamer]

OOH! FIRST!

I've seen the Snuggie comercial and I had never thought about it before but it does look like a backwards robe! And who would really wear that at a sporting event?!

BTW, I understand that depressed feeling when you leave WDW...

IT JUST TEARS YOU APART!!!

 

[coffeehousemom]

First let me say my condolences on your loss. Poppy sounded like a wonderful person.


Second awesome 2nd chapter!! Do you think you can PM me when you post new chapters in you blog? But maybe wait till I get back from the "happy place"? LOL I will need a pick me up when we get back.

 

[Mrs. The King]

OOH! FIRST!

I've seen the Snuggie comercial and I had never thought about it before but it does look like a backwards robe! And who would really wear that at a sporting event?!

BTW, I understand that depressed feeling when you leave WDW...

IT JUST TEARS YOU APART!!!

Snuggie! Look like you ran out of a burning house while getting dressed! It's the latest in fashion.

Am I big wimp because I keep stretching out our last day in the parks? :lol:

First let me say my condolences on your loss. Poppy sounded like a wonderful person.


Second awesome 2nd chapter!! Do you think you can PM me when you post new chapters in you blog? But maybe wait till I get back from the "happy place"? LOL I will need a pick me up when we get back.

Poppy was wonderful, thank you

Let me know when you get back and I will give you a shout out for the new blog chapter Thanks for reading it!!! (and eat fudge for the jiggler)

 

[walkerag]

Am I big wimp because I keep stretching out our last day in the parks? :lol:

NO! You keep on stretching it out. Heck, make up a fictional trip report Please tell us you have another trip in the works because if not, we're all going to have terrible withdrawals

 

[winkers]

I have the same hatred for the Snuggie! All I can think when I see that commercial is.............for crying out loud, put on a freakin robe!!!!

I refuse to believe that your tr is coming to an end!!!!

 

[belledreamer]

Ok. I know I am not the only one who wants to hear that story!!!

Well, you asked for it so I'll share!

I'm a cashier at a grocery store and a mom and her 2 year old daughter were buying groceries and a Winnie the Pooh cookie. Well, the little girl didn't call it a "Winnie the Pooh" cookie, she called it a "Pooh" cookie.

Obivious thought...

For the next few minutes, the child whines:
"Mommmmyyyy, open my Pooh cookieeeeee."

(I'm trying not to laugh as it is...) Until finally, in a fit of frustration, the mother shouts:

ALL RIGHT, I'LL OPEN YOUR POOH COOKIE!!!

The whole store turned around to look, she left absolutely embarassed, and after she left, everybody at my register and I cracked up until we couldn't breathe.

Hope you have a good laugh!

 

[whogirl'smom]

We love to make fun of the Snuggie commercial! Our personal favorite is of the family roasting marshmallows in them, looking like a bunch of futuristic monks! Do you know what a fire hazard that would be?

Nooo, not almost the end!!! I started reading your blog and it was very good. I haven't read any of the Twilight books, so I'm not sure of the story line, but the writing's great!

I just don't know what to do with that razor, afraid to actually use it, feel bad to throw it away. Maybe I could save it for a razor swap on the budget board, since it never wears out.....

 

[PittypatBR]

Thank you for the warning about the cat genie. And particularly for the tip about reading the review - a POV and manner of expression similar to Mrs. The King's, I think. I had an automatic cat box which scooped, and I really liked it as long as the poop container was dumped regularly. When I was at home, that was not a problem, but whenever I went on a trip for more than a few days, it tended to overflow. Apparently my husband and children were unable to notice when it piled up to that extent, and must have developed severe head colds with a smelling deficiency at the same time. This is attested to by the fact that the same gadget at my now grown-up daughter's home spends more time popped up and overflowing than functioning normally. It must be a genetic thing passed down from her father. I certainly wouldn't want a device that added water to this mess!