That Pirate Stole My Tiara: The Pre-Trip Report

[Lady Lallie]

I am from Maine too!!!!! Now I live smack dab in the middle of the country. I miss the ocean like you wouldn't belive and can't wait until we can move back east again. What part of Maine are you from Lady?

Woo Hoo! I love Maine-ers! Everytime I see a Maine license plate, I feel a little tug at my heart. I am from Southern Maine, land of many discount shopping outlets. Kittery to be exact, yourself? I have lived near Portland and Augusta in years past.

When you want to reply to multiple posts at one time, first click the little box next to the "Quote" button on the bottom right of a post. It has two quote marks and a "+" on it, and if you hold your mouse over it, you'll see "multi-quote" pop up. Do that on as many posts as you want, and then on your final post that you want to quote, use the regular "Quote" button! All the posts that you clicked that box on will show up, and you can comment in between!



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Thanks! You are a genius!!

 

[Charleston Princess]

THERE'S the other Southern Belle of my PTR life! I know, I know, there's been a teacher-test-giving, what-book-am-I-reading, hey-this-is-my-mini-TR-within-a-PTR, IJUSTCANCELLEDALECELLIERADR!!! party goin' on over on your thread. I understand.

You are too funny! But sadly, the party was lacking one Bostonian by the name of Tinkerbellerella . Skittle hug !!!

I have been keeping up with your PTR as a creepy lurker if that counts . Testing week tends to suck all of my witty verbal cells right out of me.

Ok, dudes and dudettes. I'm slackin' with the promised update. Work is killer. Sorry. Suffice it to say the # on the scale this week was higher than where I started, but I know why. In addition to the fact that I'm bloated with enough water to fill the Charles River, I stress-ate all week. I am back on track, though, and after a peek at the scale this morning, I'm moving back in the right direction. Hopefully next week I'll be reporting a loss.

As the quintessential (I don't even know if that is spelled right) southern belle would say, "Think about it tomorrow."

Go out and play. Unless you're in an area of the country with them thar earthquakers. If you are, just go and play in an interior doorway.

Supposedly we could feel it all the way in Atlanta -- I must have slept through it !

 

[Lady Lallie]

God. Bless. You. That truly sounds like a surgical procedure.

What part of the state?

We appreciate your kind of humor here. Especially after a glass of white wine. ONE glass.

So Aladdin and Jasmine tell us.

Seriously, congrats on Prince Charming. Love's a funny thing. When I go home after a looooong day and I walk into the kitchen to find an orange peel just sitting out all by its lonesome on the counter directly by the garbage can, I want to throw something. But then I walk into the living room and there's BF on the couch, one of our kitteh's curled up in his lap and he'll look at me and say, "Hi baby. We really missed you today. Come here so I can kiss you," and I can't help but smile. And kiss him. And ask him to go throw away the orange peel.

Be careful admitting things like that. It's a pretty serious offense around here. You only get one 'Get out of jail free' card. But since you're new, we'll let you off free on that one.

Oh.

And it's, "Don't You (Forget About Me)" by Simple Minds. I suggest tattooing that somewhere.

Okay, still can't figure out how to reply to each quote right after the quote so please forgive me. They should have a dunce cap smiley.

DF tells me we live in the Metrowest area of Massachusetts, I don't really know if I trust that. He is geographically challenged. He has yet to find me a way home on Friday nights that does not involve 495 North. Ack.

Speaking of DF, I totally understand what you are saying about your BF. Love IS a Battlefield. Pat Benatar, what a wise, wise woman. I wish someone could tell me why it is so difficult for DF to understand that the traveling pants do fit each very different girl, hello?! It's the sisterhood of the traveling pants, what does not make sense? This is the man who watches Zombie movies...Pul-lease! I love him dearly, just not the Zombies.

Back to Disney. Planning my trip in September is the ONE AND ONLY THING that is getting me through the Wedding planning stress. I firmly believe in eloping. If DF wasn't such a ninny, I would have been married in Vegas by now!

I know you mentioned MNSSHP. The first night is the day that we are supposed to leave. I am debating on whether or not to stay one more night and partake in the festivities. The princess in me wants my picture with that beautiful cinderella coach I hear tales of. Is this the first time you are going to MNSSHP? And maybe when I call to extend my reservation, I will just accidentally change to the Poly! DF won't know what hit him! Or, "I did it as a surprise for YOU, honey!"

 

[TarzansKat]

We appreciate your kind of humor here. Especially after a glass of white wine. ONE glass.

Hey! I resemble that!

Ok, dudes and dudettes. I'm slackin' with the promised update. Work is killer. Sorry. Suffice it to say the # on the scale this week was higher than where I started, but I know why. In addition to the fact that I'm bloated with enough water to fill the Charles River, I stress-ate all week. I am back on track, though, and after a peek at the scale this morning, I'm moving back in the right direction. Hopefully next week I'll be reporting a loss.

Allow me to switch from wit to support.
Don't worry about the stress-eating. It happens to everyone, including me. You can do it, and you'll get on the right track. It's very difficult to break learned habits, and even as the pounds drop, you may revert back, but it's okay sister! I have faith in you! You will prevail!

And as you're prevailing, could you possibly write an update? Inquiring minds want to know!

How the heck do you get those fangdangled multi quotes in your posts!?! I have sat here trying to figure it out for soooo long that DF is giving me the puppy dog eyes to go finish watching "Walk Hard" Ugh. I'll be back!

Okay, I love the word fandangled! I just had to quote.

 

[stagemomx3]

THERE'S the other Southern Belle of my PTR life! I know, I know, there's been a teacher-test-giving, what-book-am-I-reading, hey-this-is-my-mini-TR-within-a-PTR, IJUSTCANCELLEDALECELLIERADR!!! party goin' on over on your thread. I understand.

 

[pooh'smate]

Woo Hoo! I love Maine-ers! Everytime I see a Maine license plate, I feel a little tug at my heart. I am from Southern Maine, land of many discount shopping outlets. Kittery to be exact, yourself? I have lived near Portland and Augusta in years past.

I am from Skowhegan to be exact. I love those outlets. They don't have outlets like that out here in Nebraska. I too am the same way when I see a ME plate. I don't see them very often out here though. My parents give me a subscription to Down East every year so I can "see" part of Maine every month.

 

[JKMJ441724]

My cubicle mate has not been too happy while I have been reading, #1 I have been ignoring her and #2 I have had many songs stuck in my head while reading.

That sounds so completely familiar. Wait a minute... Yes, that's my life from Monday through Friday.

I'm waiting for the person who leaves the comment: Um, seriously? This is AWFUL.

If that ever happens, that person will have a fight on his hands. And he better run for the hills.

Seriously, congrats on Prince Charming. Love's a funny thing. When I go home after a looooong day and I walk into the kitchen to find an orange peel just sitting out all by its lonesome on the counter directly by the garbage can, I want to throw something. But then I walk into the living room and there's BF on the couch, one of our kitteh's curled up in his lap and he'll look at me and say, "Hi baby. We really missed you today. Come here so I can kiss you," and I can't help but smile. And kiss him. And ask him to go throw away the orange peel.

Awww. How sweet. You are in love. Sometimes Babe makes me so mad that I want to pull my own arm off just so I have something to throw at him. But it's never about not putting something in the garbage can. The man is completely OCD on having a clean house. That may be why I want to throw things at him. Seriously, he can't let it go. Anyhoo, that's a story for a different day.

Go out and play. Unless you're in an area of the country with them thar earthquakers. If you are, just go and play in an interior doorway.

If I push hard enough to give myself a hernia, I can move my computer desk over there.

He is geographically challenged.

That is the kindest way I have ever heard it put.

I wish someone could tell me why it is so difficult for DF to understand that the traveling pants do fit each very different girl, hello?! It's the sisterhood of the traveling pants, what does not make sense?

Chick Flick. I heard that our government actually commissioned a study on this very type of thing. It may have been done by our friends at that little college in Boston. The result of the study - MEN AND WOMEN ARE DIFFERENT. That's your tax dollars at work. I don't pay taxes -(justkiddingirslurkersoutthere).

Planning my trip in September is the ONE AND ONLY THING that is getting me through the Wedding planning stress.

Congrats on the wedding. I'm sure it will be beautiful.

 

[pajules]

. Work is killer. Sorry. Suffice it to say the # on the scale this week was higher than where I started, but I know why. In addition to the fact that I'm bloated with enough water to fill the Charles River, I stress-ate all week.

Don't worry about the stress eating. I did it this week too and I only had to go to work 2 days and I was pulling my hair out!

Our "friends" must like to visit us at the same time because I feel like I have an inner tube on I'm so bloated. Add on constant cravings and it was a salty, sweet,salty, sweet kinda week.

But I'm vowing to get back on track so I know you can too. I have another weigh in on Monday, so I'll let you know what the scale says.

 

[TarzansKat]

Tinkerbellarella, your loyal subjects await....

with baited breath...

twinkles in their eyes...

when will the next installment be?

I need my dose of humor...

gasp...clutching throat as if perishing from lack of comedic reading...gasp...gasp...."Pre-trip report...pre-trip report...."

 

[JKMJ441724]

I need my dose of humor...

I need one, too, but I can't afford the co-pay.

That just begs the reference to Terms of Endearment

Give my daughter her [dose of humor]
Give my daughter her [dose of humor]
Give my daughter her [dose of humor]


Thank you.

 

[TarzansKat]

I need one, too, but I can't afford the co-pay.

That just begs the reference to Terms of Endearment

Give my daughter her [dose of humor]
Give my daughter her [dose of humor]
Give my daughter her [dose of humor]


Thank you.

 

[Tinkerbellarella]

You are too funny! But sadly, the party was lacking one Bostonian by the name of Tinkerbellerella . Skittle hug !!!

There are dust bunnies out there who are having more fun than I have been as of late, but that's ok. I've been hugged by Skittles. All is well with the world.

DF tells me we live in the Metrowest area of Massachusetts, I don't really know if I trust that. He is geographically challenged. He has yet to find me a way home on Friday nights that does not involve 495 North. Ack.

Ahhh. MetroWest. Likely the Worcester area, maybe? (For all you non-New Englanders, that's pronounced "Woostah". Not Wor-ces-ter. "Welcome to Woostah. Dollah twenty-five, please," for all of you Adam Sandler fans out there.)

Anywho.

A friend that I work with lives in Worcester and is on 495 and the Pike everyday. I often am the source of her "commute venting" so, I feel your pain. Literally. And figuratively.

Love IS a Battlefield. Pat Benatar, what a wise, wise woman.

I'm now going home and putting on a sparkly top with a big belt 'round the middle and some black shiny leggings. Hit me with your best shot.

Planning my trip in September is the ONE AND ONLY THING that is getting me through the Wedding planning stress. I firmly believe in eloping. If DF wasn't such a ninny, I would have been married in Vegas by now!

After all of the wedding BS I've had to deal with as the maid-of-honor and not even the bride, the BF and I have decided that we're eloping somewhere tropical. We'll just party like rockstars with everyone when we get back.

Allow me to switch from wit to support.
Don't worry about the stress-eating. It happens to everyone, including me. You can do it, and you'll get on the right track. It's very difficult to break learned habits, and even as the pounds drop, you may revert back, but it's okay sister! I have faith in you! You will prevail!

I'm happy to report I'm doing better. I still look and feel like the Goodyear blimp, but at least I'm on track.

I am from Skowhegan to be exact.

Sko-hee-gan. That's my guess on how to pronounce that one.

Sometimes Babe makes me so mad that I want to pull my own arm off just so I have something to throw at him.

Secretly that's what all my pointy heels are for.

Kidding.

Mostly.

The result of the study - MEN AND WOMEN ARE DIFFERENT.

Posting and lurking ladies who like to read, go get yourself a copy of The Female Brain by Louann Brizendine, MD. You won't be sorry. I went out and bought it for my mom after I read it. She's since bought it for two other women in our lives.

Our "friends" must like to visit us at the same time because I feel like I have an inner tube on I'm so bloated.

And they say it's such a joy to be a woman.

Tinkerbellarella, your loyal subjects await....

with baited breath...

twinkles in their eyes...

when will the next installment be?

I need my dose of humor...

gasp...clutching throat as if perishing from lack of comedic reading...gasp...gasp...."Pre-trip report...pre-trip report...."

I don't even know what you look like and I was picturing this in my head.

Hey, so here's something I simply can't believe I've forgotten to tell you. YOU! Of all people. You with the Batman-lovin' DH. My father's name is Bruce. Can you guess what his middle name is? And no, I'm not kidding.

That just begs the reference to Terms of Endearment

That'd be another one I've ne'er seen.

Also, Fried Green Tomatos and Officer and A Gentlemen.

Commence throwing stones.

 

[JKMJ441724]

Likely the Worcester area, maybe? (For all you non-New Englanders, that's pronounced "Woostah". Not Wor-ces-ter. "

When we were in MA, we stayed in a town spelled Peabody. I pronounce that Pee body.

Everyone that lived there pronounced it Peb Ah Dee.

That's whack.

 

[TarzansKat]

I don't even know what you look like and I was picturing this in my head.

Perhaps that can be rectified.

Hey, so here's something I simply can't believe I've forgotten to tell you. YOU! Of all people. You with the Batman-lovin' DH. My father's name is Bruce. Can you guess what his middle name is? And no, I'm not kidding.

Is it Wayne? Oh please, oh please, oh please say it's Wayne. I will be DED.

 

[Lady Lallie]

When we were in MA, we stayed in a town spelled Peabody. I pronounce that Pee body.

Everyone that lived there pronounced it Peb Ah Dee.

That's whack.

Don't even get me started on how Massachusetts towns are pronounced. It's not like I grew up far away from Mass. either. I lived in Southern Maine, 45 minutes from Boston. DF still chuckles at the way I supposedly butcher town names. I still can't say Ayer to his satisfaction.

 

[If U Had Wings]

That'd be another one I've ne'er seen.

Also, Fried Green Tomatos and Officer and A Gentlemen.

Commence throwing stones.

Of all of these the only one I can stomach is Fried Green Tomatos. I am so not a chick flick girl. Just can't take sap!

 

[Lady Lallie]

Ahhh. MetroWest. Likely the Worcester area, maybe? (For all you non-New Englanders, that's pronounced "Woostah". Not Wor-ces-ter. "Welcome to Woostah. Dollah twenty-five, please," for all of you Adam Sandler fans out there.)

Anywho.

A friend that I work with lives in Worcester and is on 495 and the Pike everyday. I often am the source of her "commute venting" so, I feel your pain. Literally. And figuratively.



I'm now going home and putting on a sparkly top with a big belt 'round the middle and some black shiny leggings. Hit me with your best shot.



After all of the wedding BS I've had to deal with as the maid-of-honor and not even the bride, the BF and I have decided that we're eloping somewhere tropical. We'll just party like rockstars with everyone when we get back.

This is why I doubted his Metrowest idea. We live in the Acton/Concord area. Worcester scares me, no offense to anyone out there. We got a couch off of craig's list last year and had to go there....scary. Too much for this Maine Girl.
I keep arguing with DF that "Love is a Battlefield" is a perfectally acceptable song to have played at the Wedding. We aren't having a traditional reception so the music is just in the background, no dancing for DF in public, he frightens small children and those with weak hearts. Anyhoo, it's true and not disrespectful. We have been having quite the battle with the music selection. He finally has quit trying after I limited him to one Bob Marley song.
ELOPE! Get it in writing from DF and then run fast as you can away from a Wedding. I was quite happy going to Vegas to have the friendly Elvis impersonator marry us but nooooooo. DF wanted the wedding. Only because I love him so did I agree to this madness.

 

[TarzansKat]

This is why I doubted his Metrowest idea. We live in the Acton/Concord area. Worcester scares me, no offense to anyone out there. We got a couch off of craig's list last year and had to go there....scary. Too much for this Maine Girl.
I keep arguing with DF that "Love is a Battlefield" is a perfectally acceptable song to have played at the Wedding. We aren't having a traditional reception so the music is just in the background, no dancing for DF in public, he frightens small children and those with weak hearts. Anyhoo, it's true and not disrespectful. We have been having quite the battle with the music selection. He finally has quit trying after I limited him to one Bob Marley song.
ELOPE! Get it in writing from DF and then run fast as you can away from a Wedding. I was quite happy going to Vegas to have the friendly Elvis impersonator marry us but nooooooo. DF wanted the wedding. Only because I love him so did I agree to this madness.

God bless you. Planning a wedding is tough, tough, tough.

I was all for getting married at Disney, small reception, immediate family, roped off private area in Italy to watch Illuminations, sometime in October...ah, lovely.

DH? He had other ideas. Big Italian wedding for us thank you very much. DH's mom said if we got married in Disney she wouldn't come.

Read between the lines, people.

Anyhoo,

We had the big Italian wedding, in the middle of the summer, and it was lovely , and a blast. Even if DMIL did have her momentary fits and try to ruin it. Ah, those were the days. At least we get along now!

 

[Lady Lallie]

God bless you. Planning a wedding is tough, tough, tough.

I was all for getting married at Disney, small reception, immediate family, roped off private area in Italy to watch Illuminations, sometime in October...ah, lovely.

DH? He had other ideas. Big Italian wedding for us thank you very much. DH's mom said if we got married in Disney she wouldn't come.

Read between the lines, people.

Anyhoo,

We had the big Italian wedding, in the middle of the summer, and it was lovely , and a blast. Even if DMIL did have her momentary fits and try to ruin it. Ah, those were the days. At least we get along now!

You give me hope!! DF's mom is Italian and wanted us to have the whole shebang. We have been pulling her into modern day with all her thoughts on how weddings should be. To top it off she doesn't have a daughter and foolishly I tried to include her in the beginning and now I am paying for it. I pushed for the Disney wedding but when I said 8 people, DH looked like I had cut off one of his limbs. We also did a honeymoon registry, horror of all horrors. We do not need towels, pots and pans. His mom asked again why weren't doing a traditional registry, thank goodness DF can stick up for us. She also had a panic attack when we said we were doing a hors'devours wedding luncheon. She made us add a carving station. Oh well. I can laugh now but it's been a trying few months. I can see the finish line. If only I can survive my bridal shower on May 3rd.

I sucessfully changed my WDW reservations to add one more night. So now we are going August 30th - September 6th. We are hoping to get tickets to the first night of MNSSHP. I believe they go on sale May 1st. At first when I called they didn't have the Free Dining at POP available for September 6th. I panicked and then decided we would book the whole week at All Star Movies. When I called yesterday I had the nice CM check one more time and she was able to give me POP. Woo Hoo! I can't wait for our trip.

 

[TarzansKat]

You give me hope!! DF's mom is Italian and wanted us to have the whole shebang. We have been pulling her into modern day with all her thoughts on how weddings should be. To top it off she doesn't have a daughter and foolishly I tried to include her in the beginning and now I am paying for it. I pushed for the Disney wedding but when I said 8 people, DH looked like I had cut off one of his limbs. We also did a honeymoon registry, horror of all horrors. We do not need towels, pots and pans. His mom asked again why weren't doing a traditional registry, thank goodness DF can stick up for us. She also had a panic attack when we said we were doing a hors'devours wedding luncheon. She made us add a carving station. Oh well. I can laugh now but it's been a trying few months. I can see the finish line. If only I can survive my bridal shower on May 3rd.

I sucessfully changed my WDW reservations to add one more night. So now we are going August 30th - September 6th. We are hoping to get tickets to the first night of MNSSHP. I believe they go on sale May 1st. At first when I called they didn't have the Free Dining at POP available for September 6th. I panicked and then decided we would book the whole week at All Star Movies. When I called yesterday I had the nice CM check one more time and she was able to give me POP. Woo Hoo! I can't wait for our trip.

Alright, since our lovely hostess isn't posting, I'm going to momentarily hijack the thread to bond with you a little.

First of all

Italian MILs are tough! You will make it through. I did not speak to mine or communicate very well with her, or her with me for a few years. Finally, DH stepped in with how things were going to be, and explained them to her. Since then, it's been smooth sailing. Also, my DSILs are married, and having kids now, so it takes all of the focus off us, and distributes it a bit. Also have a DBIL still in high school.

Be grateful that DF will stick up for you, and stand your ground. Believe me when I tell you what you do now will dictate the rest of your life. I don't mean to sound doom and gloom, but with my MIL, I had to be very, very firm. I felt like a big you know what, but that's okay. I'm right with myself and my family at the end of the night, and what's most important, DH and DS.

Also, a great piece of advice that was given to me was on your wedding day, at the reception, take a moment to sit back and look at all the people there. Just observe them for a few moments. I did this, and it still sticks in my memory. I can picture every person in that room, and they were all there to celebrate my marriage to DH. Some are no longer with us, and I hold that memory very dear.

If you need any support, feel free to PM me. I'm happy to lend an ear. Or a shoulder. Or whatever you may need (including alcohol).