Melora
Disney Dreaming
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An Introduction..... (the list of those who went)
Myself (38, and trying to get as much out of it as possible until looming birthday) acting mother, trip planner, organizer, mediator, backpack schleper
Jeff (42), acting father (or acting kid actually)
Chris (18), along for the ride, counting the days until basic training
Sarah the Fig, (16) family spiritual advisor and artist, often found drawing on buses or reading Dahlai Lama books
Emily (14) family actress, or was the eccentric?
Alex (8) Are we there yet?
Jeffy Jr (3) family horn, often found unwillingly loaded into a stroller waling at the top of his lungs, makes getting through crowds much easier as people step back to stare
Grandpa (Hmmmm about 73) Quite the character
Grandma DeeDee (69 or there-abouts) Im sure enough will be said as the report unfolds
The Arrival
Welcome to the Zucker house. We currently have a total of 9 people residing within. (The 2 adults, 5 children, my mother and her live-in help) Yes it is a big house, but as you might well imagine not big enough!
We have had this trip planned since last June and all were quite excited. The grandparents were not due to arrive from Vegas until the day before the trip, but in a fit of unparalleled brilliance Jeff decided that they simply could not miss Thanksgiving or Jeffys 3rd birthday. Thus they arrived one week to the day early.
The morning they were to arrive I lazed around the house, fooled around on the computer, watched some TV and then asked Jeff if he wanted to go and get some lunch. I cant, I have to be here.
I must have given him some look because he gave me the same look right back What?
Why do you have to be here? My memory apparently is failing in my old age.
My parents ..long pause from him, blank stare from me
My parents are coming in an hour . Did you forget?
Apparently so. As my jaw dropped to the floor, he reached over and replaced it gently.
What do you mean they are coming today? OK so we just talked about it in length yesterday but somehow it shifted reality in my brain and I became certain they were arriving tomorrow on Thanksgiving. Why didnt you tell me?
Somehow I thought that long conversation we engaged in last night might have clued you in. He never did have trouble with sarcasm.
Yes but when you saw me just sitting around the house not doing anything, shouldnt THAT have given you clue that I didnt know what I was doing? Dont you know I never want anyone to come over to a messy house?
Well yes I was kind of wondering about it but since we just talked about it less than 12 hours ago I figured you knew what you were doing. Yes, well he never thinks I know what I am doing, why on earth did he start now?
I became a blur racing from one room to another in a unbridled cleaning frenzy. Clothes were flying through the air, loosely aimed at the hamper, dishes were sailing into the dishwasher sideways, the hall closet door was open and toys were piling in faster than the eye could see. In less than an hour the house looked like the Merry Maids had come through with the promise of a big tip.
Just as I was collapsing on the sofa the doorbell rang and in swept the in-laws. Grandma Dee-Dee flung her arms around me and began her trademark clicking and clucking while pressing my face into her ample bosom. Oh..Oh cluck cluck Oh my its so good to see you cluck cluck Oh I just missed you so much cluck cluck
Why on earth do grandmas always wear perfume so thick and strong that it could be used in replacement of smelling salts.
Smiling and gagging I disengaged my self and ushered in them into the house.
Thus began one week of preparation, one week of grandparents sitting in the den watching football 12 hours a day and one week of Who on earth thought taking all these people with us was a good idea?.
Myself (38, and trying to get as much out of it as possible until looming birthday) acting mother, trip planner, organizer, mediator, backpack schleper
Jeff (42), acting father (or acting kid actually)
Chris (18), along for the ride, counting the days until basic training
Sarah the Fig, (16) family spiritual advisor and artist, often found drawing on buses or reading Dahlai Lama books
Emily (14) family actress, or was the eccentric?
Alex (8) Are we there yet?
Jeffy Jr (3) family horn, often found unwillingly loaded into a stroller waling at the top of his lungs, makes getting through crowds much easier as people step back to stare
Grandpa (Hmmmm about 73) Quite the character
Grandma DeeDee (69 or there-abouts) Im sure enough will be said as the report unfolds
The Arrival
Welcome to the Zucker house. We currently have a total of 9 people residing within. (The 2 adults, 5 children, my mother and her live-in help) Yes it is a big house, but as you might well imagine not big enough!
We have had this trip planned since last June and all were quite excited. The grandparents were not due to arrive from Vegas until the day before the trip, but in a fit of unparalleled brilliance Jeff decided that they simply could not miss Thanksgiving or Jeffys 3rd birthday. Thus they arrived one week to the day early.
The morning they were to arrive I lazed around the house, fooled around on the computer, watched some TV and then asked Jeff if he wanted to go and get some lunch. I cant, I have to be here.
I must have given him some look because he gave me the same look right back What?
Why do you have to be here? My memory apparently is failing in my old age.
My parents ..long pause from him, blank stare from me
My parents are coming in an hour . Did you forget?
Apparently so. As my jaw dropped to the floor, he reached over and replaced it gently.
What do you mean they are coming today? OK so we just talked about it in length yesterday but somehow it shifted reality in my brain and I became certain they were arriving tomorrow on Thanksgiving. Why didnt you tell me?
Somehow I thought that long conversation we engaged in last night might have clued you in. He never did have trouble with sarcasm.
Yes but when you saw me just sitting around the house not doing anything, shouldnt THAT have given you clue that I didnt know what I was doing? Dont you know I never want anyone to come over to a messy house?
Well yes I was kind of wondering about it but since we just talked about it less than 12 hours ago I figured you knew what you were doing. Yes, well he never thinks I know what I am doing, why on earth did he start now?
I became a blur racing from one room to another in a unbridled cleaning frenzy. Clothes were flying through the air, loosely aimed at the hamper, dishes were sailing into the dishwasher sideways, the hall closet door was open and toys were piling in faster than the eye could see. In less than an hour the house looked like the Merry Maids had come through with the promise of a big tip.
Just as I was collapsing on the sofa the doorbell rang and in swept the in-laws. Grandma Dee-Dee flung her arms around me and began her trademark clicking and clucking while pressing my face into her ample bosom. Oh..Oh cluck cluck Oh my its so good to see you cluck cluck Oh I just missed you so much cluck cluck
Why on earth do grandmas always wear perfume so thick and strong that it could be used in replacement of smelling salts.
Smiling and gagging I disengaged my self and ushered in them into the house.
Thus began one week of preparation, one week of grandparents sitting in the den watching football 12 hours a day and one week of Who on earth thought taking all these people with us was a good idea?.
