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If I sing this song all night, I'm blaming ZZUB-arella!
Because it's now stuck in my head, What a sneaky fella!
Because it's now stuck in my head, What a sneaky fella!
I did NOT fall asleep in the lobby of the Wilderness Lodge. I also did not drool on myself. Make any audible sleeping noises. Or lose my toupee.
I don’t wear a toupee.
I don’t need a toupee.
It would be dishonest to call this an assault on my wallet. There was no real battle. I just walked in the door, opened my wallet and threw my money in the air. I surrendered faster than the French. And I smelled better. The only shock and awe of this campaign was at the register when I realized how much we spent.
I’m sure she walked past several younger men to be with this guy because she was attracted to his hairy ears and bushy eyebrows. If she said two words to him during dinner, they were, “you done?” I vaguely recall her yelling that into his hearing aide.
At $29.99 a person, I’m grateful Disney has come up with such delicacies as melted yogurt.

To begin with, based on some feedback, it appears a clarification is in order.
I did NOT fall asleep in the lobby of the Wilderness Lodge. I also did not drool on myself. Make any audible sleeping noises. Or lose my toupee.
I don’t wear a toupee.
I don’t need a toupee.
I fell asleep in the alcove ABOVE the lobby of the Wilderness Lodge. Where I was hardly noticed.
After my discreet and accidental nap, I went and collected our laundry. So much for the Disney magic. Not only was it not folded and neatly put into a basket for me, but it was still in the dryer. And partially damp.
exhorted
triumvirate
porte-cochere
dinner-a-rella
When we walked up to the host stand, I noticed the Fairy Godmother-a-rella: she’s standing by the door. Fairy Godmother-rella; she’s wearing more makeup than a . . .
It would be dishonest to call this an assault on my wallet. There was no real battle. I just walked in the door, opened my wallet and threw my money in the air. I surrendered faster than the French. And I smelled better. The only shock and awe of this campaign was at the register when I realized how much we spent.
When we were there in 2005, we we’re like the Clintons leaving the White House. I think we may have grabbed a Disney rug.
Out of respect for the recently dead, I won’t make any further comments about this couple. Except to say that I’m sure she wasn’t with him for his money.
But I avoided it like Trim Spa.
After a while, wearing that much hairspray is bound to affect your cognitive reasoning skills.
Look what it did to Jimmy Johnson.

ZZUB said:I fell asleep in the alcove ABOVE the lobby of the Wilderness Lodge. Where I was hardly noticed.
“ZZUB, what time is it really?”
“It’s 7:00. We missed our reservation. We’ll have to eat somewhere else.”
“I know you didn’t let us sleep that long,” she said. She rolled over and craned her neck to see the clock. Exhaling loudly, she rolled back and probably rolled her eyes. It was dark and I couldn’t see that well, but I know my wife. She knows me too. I never tell her the correct time when she asks. Which makes me wonder why she still asks.
World of Disney has always vexed me. It’s too much. Not only is it wall to wall to wall Disney stuff, our stop in WOD almost always comes on our last day. On the way out. It’s the last chance to grab that "must have" Disney crap that you can’t live without. So there’s always an air of grabbiness to our visits because we know we won’t be back for a year. When we were there in 2005, we we’re like the Clintons leaving the White House. I think we may have grabbed a Disney rug.
I didn’t try the Strawberry soup because I’m a soup purist. Soup should have meat, vegetables and broth. Not fruit.
During dessert, the kids to our right melted down. HUGE. We tried not to make eye contact with the parents. They were doing their level best to bring it under control. It’s funny. Before we had kids, I would have been extremely critical of parents whose kids came unhinged. Now, I just stared into my cobbler and softly sang, there-but-for-the-grace-of-God-go-us-a-rella.

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Chapter Seventeen: Dinner! The Musical
I remember you saying you got a new fanny pack to put your lime green Dis ribbon on. So there's one. Oh and you also got golf balls with the Seven Dwarfs on them.Even now as I sit here, I can’t name one thing we bought that afternoon.
I didn’t try the Strawberry soup because I’m a soup purist. Soup should have meat, vegetables and broth. Not fruit. My wife tried it and said it tasted like melted yogurt. Always a pleasant treat. At $29.99 a person, I’m grateful Disney has come up with such delicacies as melted yogurt.

If I sing this song all night, I'm blaming ZZUB-arella!
Because it's now stuck in my head, What a sneaky fella!

Chapter Seventeen:
During dessert, the kids to our right melted down. HUGE. We tried not to make eye contact with the parents. They were doing their level best to bring it under control. Its funny. Before we had kids, I would have been extremely critical of parents whose kids came unhinged. Now, I just stared into my cobbler and softly sang, there-but-for-the-grace-of-God-go-us-a-rella.
During dessert, the kids to our right melted down. HUGE. We tried not to make eye contact with the parents. They were doing their level best to bring it under control. Its funny. Before we had kids, I would have been extremely critical of parents whose kids came unhinged. Now, I just stared into my cobbler and softly sang, there-but-for-the-grace-of-God-go-us-a-rella.
" My step son brought me a kleenex and patted my hand...for the tears and the snorting I imagine...all in all a GREAT five minutes!!!

It would be dishonest to call this an assault on my wallet. There was no real battle. I just walked in the door, opened my wallet and threw my money in the air. I surrendered faster than the French. And I smelled better. The only shock and awe of this campaign was at the register when I realized how much we spent.
Well I'm impressed! He really must have had some kind of money to be able to afford a full time aide who does nothing but listen for him. Cool.I vaguely recall her yelling that into his hearing aide.
Prob'ly a toupee. You know, one of those things you don't wear, and don't need.After a while, wearing that much hairspray is bound to affect your cognitive reasoning skills.
No, I didnt fall asleep. My wife and I were talking. That would have been rude.
And completely unprecedented. A-rella.
