C'mon - I have read this entire thing with a fairly unbiased eye and you might even say she has some concern for the planet, for other people...sue me for saying so but she's getting a raw deal and I'd make 3 weeks, easy....and she's a redhead!Sleeping-Beauty said:
The Delaney Girls and Their Pet Beast Do Disney *UPDATED 8/4 w/ Pics*
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Ok, so I just read the whole thing. I have to agree, we need pictures!!! Maybe one of the princess and Belle HAPPENS to be in the background!!! Can't wait to hear more!
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TowerDude said:
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dopeyfanatic said:
Belle doesn't worry about herself or her sisters. Its the Princess for obvious reasons and me because of my work.
I think we're going to reach a compromise if Sleeping Beauty can just keep her mouth shut!
Thats a broad hint to a certain Delaney party with strawberry blond hair.......
Thanks for reading and come back often to check.
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BellesBeast said:
I'm actually quite glad to read this...it's about DARN time.
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BellesBeast said:
Sorry Beastie Darling. I'll leave you alone tomorrow, I promise.
And I am too your favoite Sister-in-Law no matter what you say.
As much as I look forward to the next installment, I also cringe. I'm sure Cru deserved the wrath of the Beast, and you've been extremely patient thus far - your tongue must be about bitten through. Here's to merciful reporting. Slainte, Cruella.
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Awaiting more + pics please
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Great trip report!! You definetly need to post pictures!
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The decision on the pictures has been made. There will be some. However, as any of you who have been following this horror story have probably realized I have absolutely nothing to say about which pics will be used. Or when for that matter. It'll be as much of a surprise to me as it will be to you. When the managemnt (Belle) decides, they will be posted. All I can say is to check back occasionally. To those guys out there now rolling their eyes, I know my place in the world and am content there. Remember I get to go to bed with Beautiful Belle every single night!
OK here it is... the part that you all seem to be awaiting with baited breath.
The Beast Loses it with Cruella:
Thursday:
It was a routine now. I got up, went to the fitness center downstairs, took a walk, and got coffee at the bakery. The day, though early, was coming up sunny and clear.
I try to maintain an even keel most of the time probably because I see humor in most circumstances and am cynical by nature. Where many people get angry I am amused at the stupidity of the world. Its a philosophy for good digestion and you all know how I feel about eating. However, today I was having my a snit about the night before. I was sick of that miniture bed and wanted to be in bed with my Belle. I did sympathize with Cruella but did she really think she'd find a truely elidgible man at a DVG resort?
I was tempted to return to the rooms without coffee or pastries for the Delaney Sisters but I couldnt bring myself to be sufficiently petty. I did go back late though. Late enough that I could plead that I had to get down to the convention right away. I was afraid my mouth would get loose if I was in that room too long.
Our original plan, prior to me agreeing to the last minute speech, had been to head to the Animal Kingdom this morning. But since I was off trying to make a few extra bucks for the family we decided to put that off for another day to the next day, Friday. The Princess had been wishing for another trip to see Crush and ride Soarin so Belle was off to Epcot. We decided to play the afternoon by ear.
I got down to the convention and was not listening to the Lilly Tomlin-look-alikes meticulous and inane advice and directions. My how that woman could talk but like any husband with 10 or more years of experience I can nod in all the right places while ignoring everything said and think my own thoughts.
My first hint that major trouble was ahead came in a cell call from Sleeping Beauty my even prettier than Nicole Kidman look alike sister-in-law. It came just minutes before my big wrap up speech at the convention. Sleeping Beauty asked me how things were going. I replied Well OoooooKay I guess a bit defensively. I knew she would not be calling me unless there was trouble of some sort. All Sleeping Beauty would say was that Belle was very upset and I should get her aside and try to talk to her.
Then having completed her work here she hung up.
Hmmmm. O goody it was time to give a speech to 500 paying customers with that little cloud over my head. Somewhere down the road there was a disaster waiting to jump out and bite me.
The story of my life....
I finished up my little presentation brilliantly and even managed to escape without eating any of the Chicken of Death that was on the menu again today. Despite Sleeping Beautys cryptic warning I walked up to our villa with a spring in my step and a whistle on my lips. And why not? I was done with the convention and I had almost two days left to enjoy the wonders of Disney.
So I thought anyway.
Upon getting back to our home away from home I found that the fates had conspired against me yet again. In a seriously big way.
As soon as I opened the door I was hit with a gaggle of female voices and a cloud of cigarette smoke. Now unlike many non-smokers Im not a smoking Nazi but Belle doesnt like the odor so we always book the non-smoking rooms. So I was surprised.
Sitting in our bedroom around the table were three women and Cruella. The TV was blaring CNN loudly while Cruella and her posse were yakking it up big time. Belle and the Princess were sitting in the corner of the other room looking at a book. I knew immediately that Belle was steaming.
The signs were ominous. I was praying that it wasnt anything Id done.
Before I had the door closed Belle set the Princess to reading by herself and came over to me with her arms crossed over her chest and said in a low voice:
Kill them.
Pause
Kill them all.
Pause
Kill them all now.
My first reaction was relief. I wasnt in trouble. Anything was better than that. My second thought was that Belles command was very tempting. I hadnt committed a mass murder in, well at least weeks. So I was due and besides Cruella was one of the intended victims, an enormous bonus. And I had the blessing of my Supreme Authority. On the other hand mass murder is so messy and I hated to make extra work for those nice women in Mouse-keeping. Then too .
I was broken from this little mental debate among the voices in my head by Cruella. She had noticed that I was back and had raced over. She put a hand on my arm and kissed my cheek.
I put a hand over my wallet.
Sweet as honey Cruella said, Beast Darling, (yes she actually said that) Some of my friends came down from Washington and are going to stay with us until the weekend.
Or in other words the balance of my vacation. And how do you like that us stuff?
That gaggle of female vultures was all looking in our direction smiling their best insincere smiles.
Belle then spoke up. Thats reason number one, she replied to my unasked question of why I was to commit mayhem and murder. Then she went on to reason number two. It appeared that Cruella had been calling their mother and sisters complaining that I had denied her a bed and even refused her food even as she was sleeping in my bed three of the last five nights and eating like a pig at my expense.
This bothered me far less that you might think. I frankly dont care what most people think of me. When you look like I do and live the life I have you just cant be too thin skinned. It would however certainly bother Belle to no end. Suddenly I had a glimpse into all those calls Belle had been fielding all week. One of the Delaney Family Civil Wars had been raging right under my fat, dumb, and happy nose.
I wasnt too bothered and even a little amused at Cruellas obvious discomfort. Cruella started to say something but my little Belle wasnt done.
And shes been charging to the room, Belle said as if challenging Cruella to deny it.
Say what again I was growling now, no longer amused. Ignoring time was over.
In answer Belle held up several sheets of paper. It was a printout of charges to the room. And there was a quite list of charges. Many from the pool bar which didnt bother me too much but also $650 of cell art from Art of Disney and some sculpture for another $500 from Main Street Galleries in the Magic Kingdom. The print out totaled $1450 something.
Food and booze is one thing BUT CELL ART!!!!
Now a word about how we handle vacation finances. I either prepay or pay with cash. I dont like debt and especially detest credit card debt. So when we are going on a vacation I will estimate what we will have in charges and send that amount to the credit card company in advance. From that point on I reach in my pocket and pay cash. Yes dear friends its Stone Age accounting but then when the vacation is over I dont have little reminders of our travels for months from credit card companies.
Whats that you say? Traveling with cash is foolish? Lost money? Robbery? Ha! I can smell a nickel from 50 feet and as for robbing me, well once Belle was asked about that. Her reply, That might really annoy him. In some cases its handy to resemble the Hulks bigger and uglier cousin.
Anyway I expected a few trifling items on the bill but here we were only five days into our adventure and Cruella had run up nearly $1500 using the Disney room key/park ticket/charge card I had given her. Now Cruella isnt exactly staving and homeless. Shes an attorney working for the federal government and also has some rental income. She does however expect people, usually meaning me, to take care of her.
Back to our story:
I was going to pay you back, she protested quickly. Her demeanor hadnt changed a bit. I guess she thought that settled it.
Not with me it hadnt.
I looked from the paper to her. Fine well settle up right now. I held out my hand. Id heard that pay back routine before.
Im still waiting for Cruella to repay the $1000 she borrow the time that she got left on Granada by the cruise ship. She was reluctant to leave the beach were she was sunning and probably collecting plenty of attention. So secure in her mistaken confidence that the cruise ship and its 3,000 other passengers would not leave without HER, she decided to stretch her beach time. Surprise! Royal Caribbean really meant that bit about being back aboard by 4pm.
Then there was the $300 in New Orleans during Marti Gras when her bankcard supposedly would not work. There are other examples.
I wasnt in the mood this time. SIL or not, this was the Princesss first trip to Disney and I was determined not to have it spoiled any further than Cruella had managed so far.
Cruella looked like a kid with her hand in the cookie jar but managed to rally with an indignant protest. I dont have that kind of money on me.
Then we can go down to the desk and get the charges moved to your own card. Checkmate.
Cruella was trapped. She tried to hem and haw with some lame excuses and evasions but then tried a foolish move. You make good money you can wait, she said to me.
Now sarcasm aside for a moment I tend to be a gregarious guy and given my phiolosophy on life I reserve my rages for really bad things like terror attacks or day care teachers who yell at my daughter. Im the biggest cynic in the world and I suppose things amuse me that would push a more normal person over the edge. However Belle says though that at that moment I resembled Godzilla on a really bad hair day.
I tried to decide what to do when the words of that great American philosopher, Popeye the Sailor Man came to me, Ive had all I can stands and I cant stands no more
I grabbed the Disney bags from the Art of Disney store and threw them in the closet. Then turned on Cruella.
Get your stuff and clear out.
I will spare you the blow-by-blow battle with Cruella and her posse. It mostly consisted of them arguing then pleading and me repeating Get your stuff and clear out. Its safe to assume though that they are unlikely to vote me the most gracious host award.
I also collected the room key from Cruella.
OK all together now lets sing - Ding dong the witch is dead!
With Cruella and posse gone Belle and I went to the Magic Kingdom and worked our way systematically through Fantasyland with the Princess. When it hit chow time (and by now all of you know that feeding the Beast regularly is critical) we invaded the Columbia Harbor House and got two helpings of the chicken and fish dish they have there for Belle and me and the mac and cheese for Stinky. Not bad really.
The afternoon and early evening sped by. We caught the parade and returned to the Boardwalk. After the Princess was settled in Belle confided that all week she had been battling with her mother and sisters. Apparently Cruella would call her family with another episode in her poor little me story then the sisters and mother would call Belle with Cruellas interpretation of events. Belle would fight it out with them then Cruella would start the whole cycle all over again. I guess Belle had started out way behind at the beginning of the week but had battled Cruella to a standstill.
Then Belle admitted that she had asked Cruella to take the Princess out several times so we might engage in the more material advantages of marital bliss but Cruella had always found some way to evade even this minor accommodation.
This bothered me more than the charging thingy since I can always get more money but I can never get enough of Belle.
I vowed that the next time I saw Cruella (which whenever it was would be too soon) Id bite her face off. After all there are some advantages to being first cousin to Godzilla.
Next: "Our last full day at Disney. Or is it?"
OK here it is... the part that you all seem to be awaiting with baited breath.
The Beast Loses it with Cruella:
Thursday:
It was a routine now. I got up, went to the fitness center downstairs, took a walk, and got coffee at the bakery. The day, though early, was coming up sunny and clear.
I try to maintain an even keel most of the time probably because I see humor in most circumstances and am cynical by nature. Where many people get angry I am amused at the stupidity of the world. Its a philosophy for good digestion and you all know how I feel about eating. However, today I was having my a snit about the night before. I was sick of that miniture bed and wanted to be in bed with my Belle. I did sympathize with Cruella but did she really think she'd find a truely elidgible man at a DVG resort?
I was tempted to return to the rooms without coffee or pastries for the Delaney Sisters but I couldnt bring myself to be sufficiently petty. I did go back late though. Late enough that I could plead that I had to get down to the convention right away. I was afraid my mouth would get loose if I was in that room too long.
Our original plan, prior to me agreeing to the last minute speech, had been to head to the Animal Kingdom this morning. But since I was off trying to make a few extra bucks for the family we decided to put that off for another day to the next day, Friday. The Princess had been wishing for another trip to see Crush and ride Soarin so Belle was off to Epcot. We decided to play the afternoon by ear.
I got down to the convention and was not listening to the Lilly Tomlin-look-alikes meticulous and inane advice and directions. My how that woman could talk but like any husband with 10 or more years of experience I can nod in all the right places while ignoring everything said and think my own thoughts.
My first hint that major trouble was ahead came in a cell call from Sleeping Beauty my even prettier than Nicole Kidman look alike sister-in-law. It came just minutes before my big wrap up speech at the convention. Sleeping Beauty asked me how things were going. I replied Well OoooooKay I guess a bit defensively. I knew she would not be calling me unless there was trouble of some sort. All Sleeping Beauty would say was that Belle was very upset and I should get her aside and try to talk to her.
Then having completed her work here she hung up.
Hmmmm. O goody it was time to give a speech to 500 paying customers with that little cloud over my head. Somewhere down the road there was a disaster waiting to jump out and bite me.
The story of my life....
I finished up my little presentation brilliantly and even managed to escape without eating any of the Chicken of Death that was on the menu again today. Despite Sleeping Beautys cryptic warning I walked up to our villa with a spring in my step and a whistle on my lips. And why not? I was done with the convention and I had almost two days left to enjoy the wonders of Disney.
So I thought anyway.
Upon getting back to our home away from home I found that the fates had conspired against me yet again. In a seriously big way.
As soon as I opened the door I was hit with a gaggle of female voices and a cloud of cigarette smoke. Now unlike many non-smokers Im not a smoking Nazi but Belle doesnt like the odor so we always book the non-smoking rooms. So I was surprised.
Sitting in our bedroom around the table were three women and Cruella. The TV was blaring CNN loudly while Cruella and her posse were yakking it up big time. Belle and the Princess were sitting in the corner of the other room looking at a book. I knew immediately that Belle was steaming.
The signs were ominous. I was praying that it wasnt anything Id done.
Before I had the door closed Belle set the Princess to reading by herself and came over to me with her arms crossed over her chest and said in a low voice:
Kill them.
Pause
Kill them all.
Pause
Kill them all now.
My first reaction was relief. I wasnt in trouble. Anything was better than that. My second thought was that Belles command was very tempting. I hadnt committed a mass murder in, well at least weeks. So I was due and besides Cruella was one of the intended victims, an enormous bonus. And I had the blessing of my Supreme Authority. On the other hand mass murder is so messy and I hated to make extra work for those nice women in Mouse-keeping. Then too .
I was broken from this little mental debate among the voices in my head by Cruella. She had noticed that I was back and had raced over. She put a hand on my arm and kissed my cheek.
I put a hand over my wallet.
Sweet as honey Cruella said, Beast Darling, (yes she actually said that) Some of my friends came down from Washington and are going to stay with us until the weekend.
Or in other words the balance of my vacation. And how do you like that us stuff?
That gaggle of female vultures was all looking in our direction smiling their best insincere smiles.
Belle then spoke up. Thats reason number one, she replied to my unasked question of why I was to commit mayhem and murder. Then she went on to reason number two. It appeared that Cruella had been calling their mother and sisters complaining that I had denied her a bed and even refused her food even as she was sleeping in my bed three of the last five nights and eating like a pig at my expense.
This bothered me far less that you might think. I frankly dont care what most people think of me. When you look like I do and live the life I have you just cant be too thin skinned. It would however certainly bother Belle to no end. Suddenly I had a glimpse into all those calls Belle had been fielding all week. One of the Delaney Family Civil Wars had been raging right under my fat, dumb, and happy nose.
I wasnt too bothered and even a little amused at Cruellas obvious discomfort. Cruella started to say something but my little Belle wasnt done.
And shes been charging to the room, Belle said as if challenging Cruella to deny it.
Say what again I was growling now, no longer amused. Ignoring time was over.
In answer Belle held up several sheets of paper. It was a printout of charges to the room. And there was a quite list of charges. Many from the pool bar which didnt bother me too much but also $650 of cell art from Art of Disney and some sculpture for another $500 from Main Street Galleries in the Magic Kingdom. The print out totaled $1450 something.
Food and booze is one thing BUT CELL ART!!!!
Now a word about how we handle vacation finances. I either prepay or pay with cash. I dont like debt and especially detest credit card debt. So when we are going on a vacation I will estimate what we will have in charges and send that amount to the credit card company in advance. From that point on I reach in my pocket and pay cash. Yes dear friends its Stone Age accounting but then when the vacation is over I dont have little reminders of our travels for months from credit card companies.
Whats that you say? Traveling with cash is foolish? Lost money? Robbery? Ha! I can smell a nickel from 50 feet and as for robbing me, well once Belle was asked about that. Her reply, That might really annoy him. In some cases its handy to resemble the Hulks bigger and uglier cousin.
Anyway I expected a few trifling items on the bill but here we were only five days into our adventure and Cruella had run up nearly $1500 using the Disney room key/park ticket/charge card I had given her. Now Cruella isnt exactly staving and homeless. Shes an attorney working for the federal government and also has some rental income. She does however expect people, usually meaning me, to take care of her.
Back to our story:
I was going to pay you back, she protested quickly. Her demeanor hadnt changed a bit. I guess she thought that settled it.
Not with me it hadnt.
I looked from the paper to her. Fine well settle up right now. I held out my hand. Id heard that pay back routine before.
Im still waiting for Cruella to repay the $1000 she borrow the time that she got left on Granada by the cruise ship. She was reluctant to leave the beach were she was sunning and probably collecting plenty of attention. So secure in her mistaken confidence that the cruise ship and its 3,000 other passengers would not leave without HER, she decided to stretch her beach time. Surprise! Royal Caribbean really meant that bit about being back aboard by 4pm.
Then there was the $300 in New Orleans during Marti Gras when her bankcard supposedly would not work. There are other examples.
I wasnt in the mood this time. SIL or not, this was the Princesss first trip to Disney and I was determined not to have it spoiled any further than Cruella had managed so far.
Cruella looked like a kid with her hand in the cookie jar but managed to rally with an indignant protest. I dont have that kind of money on me.
Then we can go down to the desk and get the charges moved to your own card. Checkmate.
Cruella was trapped. She tried to hem and haw with some lame excuses and evasions but then tried a foolish move. You make good money you can wait, she said to me.
Now sarcasm aside for a moment I tend to be a gregarious guy and given my phiolosophy on life I reserve my rages for really bad things like terror attacks or day care teachers who yell at my daughter. Im the biggest cynic in the world and I suppose things amuse me that would push a more normal person over the edge. However Belle says though that at that moment I resembled Godzilla on a really bad hair day.
I tried to decide what to do when the words of that great American philosopher, Popeye the Sailor Man came to me, Ive had all I can stands and I cant stands no more
I grabbed the Disney bags from the Art of Disney store and threw them in the closet. Then turned on Cruella.
Get your stuff and clear out.
I will spare you the blow-by-blow battle with Cruella and her posse. It mostly consisted of them arguing then pleading and me repeating Get your stuff and clear out. Its safe to assume though that they are unlikely to vote me the most gracious host award.
I also collected the room key from Cruella.
OK all together now lets sing - Ding dong the witch is dead!
With Cruella and posse gone Belle and I went to the Magic Kingdom and worked our way systematically through Fantasyland with the Princess. When it hit chow time (and by now all of you know that feeding the Beast regularly is critical) we invaded the Columbia Harbor House and got two helpings of the chicken and fish dish they have there for Belle and me and the mac and cheese for Stinky. Not bad really.
The afternoon and early evening sped by. We caught the parade and returned to the Boardwalk. After the Princess was settled in Belle confided that all week she had been battling with her mother and sisters. Apparently Cruella would call her family with another episode in her poor little me story then the sisters and mother would call Belle with Cruellas interpretation of events. Belle would fight it out with them then Cruella would start the whole cycle all over again. I guess Belle had started out way behind at the beginning of the week but had battled Cruella to a standstill.
Then Belle admitted that she had asked Cruella to take the Princess out several times so we might engage in the more material advantages of marital bliss but Cruella had always found some way to evade even this minor accommodation.
This bothered me more than the charging thingy since I can always get more money but I can never get enough of Belle.
I vowed that the next time I saw Cruella (which whenever it was would be too soon) Id bite her face off. After all there are some advantages to being first cousin to Godzilla.
Next: "Our last full day at Disney. Or is it?"
Sleeping-Beauty
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OMG I can't belive that you wrote and posted this.
"Cruella" will flip out.
Did you show this to "Belle" before you posted it?
"Cruella" will flip out.
Did you show this to "Belle" before you posted it?
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Your life is a soap opera! I'm addicted now!
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Oh My Gosh - I was absolutely steaming reading how Cruella took advantage of you plus having the nerve to bring the ugly stepsisters into the room thinking they could stay there too! (couldn't think of another word to call the unwanted guests other than rats!)
I SO hope you had a great evening and last day!
P.S. I just read what Sleeping Beauty wrote and think you are very brave for posting this and to heck with Cruella
She sounds like she's very spoiled & think you handled the situation perfectly (hope this doesn't bring alot of flames but I commend you!)
I SO hope you had a great evening and last day!
P.S. I just read what Sleeping Beauty wrote and think you are very brave for posting this and to heck with Cruella
She sounds like she's very spoiled & think you handled the situation perfectly (hope this doesn't bring alot of flames but I commend you!)
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To Sleeping Beauty:
So what to Cruella and of course I showed it to your sister.
To Smith Family:
True and great. Theres plenty more to tell and believe it or not the drama level goes up a couple of more notches.
To heaven2dc:
Me Brave? Naw. Im a coward if given the choice. However heres the deal, Belle didnt care and thats all that matters to me.
Oh and the stepsisters werent all that ugly. Imagine me throwing a fit at being trapped in a room with five good to great looking women? Im definitely getting old.
Yes I am indeed scum .
Sleeping-Beauty said:
So what to Cruella and of course I showed it to your sister.
To Smith Family:
SmithFamily2003 said:
True and great. Theres plenty more to tell and believe it or not the drama level goes up a couple of more notches.
heaven2dc said:Oh My Gosh - I was absolutely steaming reading how Cruella took advantage of you plus having the nerve to bring the ugly stepsisters into the room thinking they could stay there too! (couldn't think of another word to call the unwanted guests other than rats!)
I SO hope you had a great evening and last day!
P.S. I just read what Sleeping Beauty wrote and think you are very brave for posting this and to heck with Cruella
To heaven2dc:
Me Brave? Naw. Im a coward if given the choice. However heres the deal, Belle didnt care and thats all that matters to me.
Oh and the stepsisters werent all that ugly. Imagine me throwing a fit at being trapped in a room with five good to great looking women? Im definitely getting old.
Yes I am indeed scum .
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BellesBeast said:
I don't believe you. No way Belle would marry scum.
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Bonus update!!
Next: "Our last full day at Disney. Or is it?"
Friday:
Our last full day at Disney. (We thought)
I got up early as usual and did my normal morning routine, gym, coffee, walk, and back to the room with provisions.
Belle was watching the weather channel when I came in the room. It appeared that the New York area was under another storm warning. I decided to place a prudent call to Delta about our Saturday morning flight home.
Upon eventually getting through the Delta phone system that I believe is designed to lose customers forever in a rat maze of telephonic hell I spoke to a real person who admitted that New York was expecting a massive storm in about 18 hours. Delta in fact was already cutting flights in the East Coast airports. Further there was nothing that they could do for me today but theyd be happy to reschedule us Tuesday or I could pay $600 plus to upgrade my first class frequent flier tickets to leftover economy class seats on an earlier flight. Then the helpful agent at the other end sat back and prepared to argue with me.
Me: OK.
Her: Will that be VISA sir? I could hear the self-satisfied smile on the other end
Me: No you misunderstand Ill take the Tuesday flight.
I could hear her face fall at the other end. No extra charges to rip me off today to keep their airline afloat. For once Delta did me a favor.
It was an easy decision. Either I stay in Florida in sunny 75 degree weather at the happiest place in the world (without Cruella) or spend more than $600 to race INTO a blizzard.
I may be ugly but I aint stupid. Well at least not that stupid.
I looked up at Belle and told her that she needed to call her office and that shed be out until Wednesday.
We got out in record time and over to the Animal Kingdom. Stinky was anxious to see animals and she knew that there were Dinosaurs there to see and if there is one thing that she loves its Dinosaurs.
While in the line waiting to get in the Animal Kingdom I called Disney reservations and asked what they had. Again not much. The young woman on the other end had some All-Star resorts rooms, a room at the Port Orleans, and I interrupted, Anything in the Contemporary? I could hear her pounding the keyboard on the other end of the line.
I have a Garden View Room for $1,374 for those nights, she replied.
Ouch, I thought. That was more than I paid for seven nights at the Boardwalk. But Belle really wanted to try the Contemporary and that was that. I comforted myself that I had saved $600 on Delta. Besides I might be able to persuade Belle to wear the tight green outfit that she had lent Cruella.
I told you Im scum.
Book it. I heard myself saying.
Ouch I thought again.
Shortly we were in the park and made a beeline for the Kilimanjaro Safari. There was no one there and we walked right on the ride. The animal watching was great that morning and our guide pointed out the critters as if he had done it before. From there we went over to the Kali River Rapids and again walked right on. The Princess sat next to me while Belle sat a seat away. Belle liked the ride for maybe a minute before the water started flying. The minute the droplets hit her she started moaning. It was a chilly morning and Belle does not approve of being cold, or even cool, at all. When we got off the raft the Princess was dry (as I had leaned over her), Belle had wet feet and a wet spot on her shirt. I was drenched. I dont mean wet drenched I mean wringing soaked type drenched.
But Im the heroic type. I persevered.
We then caught the first Pocahontas and her Forest Friends show. The Princess sat up front and participated in every bit of the show while Belle snapped endless pictures.
Once the show was over we walked over to Dinoland USA and went immediately on the Dinosaur ride. The park was still quite empty. Now I enjoyed the ride, Belle was so-so about it, and the Princess hated it. She is unafraid of Splash Mt., the Haunted Mansion and a number of other rides that supposedly terrify small children but the Dinosaur at the end did it. Once off the ride we left through the inevitable gift shop but not without stocking up on plastic Dinosaurs that are now all over the floor of my shower. Somehow Stinky has come to believe that my shower resembles an ancient tropical rainforest.
From the ride we did the Boneyard where I stood in the sun and dried out from the Kali Rapids while Belle and Stinky searched out Dinosaur leftovers. While standing there I got on the phone with Disney reservations again and pulled together some ADRs for our extra days. Luckily for me they were getting a fair number of cancellations from folks stuck in the northeast under a looming blanket of snow.
Id been around Cruella too long. I was reveling in other peoples misery.
Amazingly it was suddenly 1:30 and my dinner bell was ringing incessantly. So when Belle and the Princess came out and started demanding lunch I was their man. We were tired of counter service and besides wed had enough Animal Kingdom, Belle was complaining about the cold and the Princess was still scared of the Dinosaurs. I suggested Bongos Cuban Café at DTD. Belle loves Cuban food.
We drove over and had the place practically to ourselves. I had the steak sandwich, Belle loves Cuban sandwiches and had one while the Princess ignored her chicken nuggets and complained.
I didnt ignore her but went easy as she had been exposed to Cruella for too long and that was my fault.
A couple of episodes ago I mentioned my vacation finance system. It suddenly occurred to me that our financial situation had been based on a planned 7 day trip with luggage not a 12 day trip with a huge wardrobe outlay. Cash was running low so I had the nightmare of getting those little vacation reminders from credit card companies.
All wasnt lost though. I had several checks from the convention sponsors adding up to some serious money. I checked my banks web site and found a branch just over in Kissimmee. So we headed there and fixed up the cash situation.
Things were looking up, we had full bellies, were completely and well refinanced, and best of all no Cruella. We were headed back to the Boardwalk when Belle got a call. It was her mother and one of the sisters. They wanted to chew Belle out for throwing Cruella out of the villa the day before.
I was past enough and well on the way to too much with Cruella. I took the phone from Belle. I asked MIL whether she actually knew what Cruella did? Then told her and wrapped it up with the statement that Cruella charged $1500 on my credit card without authorization and that I had refrained from calling the police. At least so far.
But the day was still young I reminded dear Mother Delaney. MIL shut up.
And that was the point. I know that this isnt quite the facts since I did give Cruella the room key card. I am not a legal expert but then I really had no intention of pressing it any further. I just wanted them all off Belles back. And thats almost the last Ive heard of Cruella being thrown on the street.
At the Boardwalk we got the Princess down for her nap while I finished up making the ADRs and other plans for the extra days Providence had awarded us.
At 5pm Stinky was just waking when I got a call from the bell stand. My luggage was there. I nearly laughed myself sick. It only took Delta a mere seven days to reunite me with my bag. Under our original plans we would have been headed home the following day. I had my luggage just in time to take it home.
I still think Suzyhelpershoes, Deltas crack counter person back in Newark, arranged it that way.
The Princess had talked all week about returning to Chef Mickeys so with our newly found days at Disney firmly in hand we headed there for dinner. Once again Mickey and the gang were unable to restrain the thrill at seeing the Beast family. The Princess loved the dancing konga line and the napkin twirling. I couldnt resist so I threw in too. Picture me, the semi-human, dancing with the Princess in a Konga line with Chip and Dale.
Yes there are pictures and no you wont ever see that particular set.
About the time that Belle and I got our coffee I began to feel really tired, I mean total exhaustion type tired. I remember the agony of trying to keep my eyes open all the way back to the Boardwalk. Fortunately Stinky was in one of her moods to talk and she filled the air with a detailed description of the events at Chef Mickeys.
At the Boardwalk I fell into bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
Next: A Surprise Visitor and Jesse James Wannabes
Next: "Our last full day at Disney. Or is it?"
Friday:
Our last full day at Disney. (We thought)
I got up early as usual and did my normal morning routine, gym, coffee, walk, and back to the room with provisions.
Belle was watching the weather channel when I came in the room. It appeared that the New York area was under another storm warning. I decided to place a prudent call to Delta about our Saturday morning flight home.
Upon eventually getting through the Delta phone system that I believe is designed to lose customers forever in a rat maze of telephonic hell I spoke to a real person who admitted that New York was expecting a massive storm in about 18 hours. Delta in fact was already cutting flights in the East Coast airports. Further there was nothing that they could do for me today but theyd be happy to reschedule us Tuesday or I could pay $600 plus to upgrade my first class frequent flier tickets to leftover economy class seats on an earlier flight. Then the helpful agent at the other end sat back and prepared to argue with me.
Me: OK.
Her: Will that be VISA sir? I could hear the self-satisfied smile on the other end
Me: No you misunderstand Ill take the Tuesday flight.
I could hear her face fall at the other end. No extra charges to rip me off today to keep their airline afloat. For once Delta did me a favor.
It was an easy decision. Either I stay in Florida in sunny 75 degree weather at the happiest place in the world (without Cruella) or spend more than $600 to race INTO a blizzard.
I may be ugly but I aint stupid. Well at least not that stupid.
I looked up at Belle and told her that she needed to call her office and that shed be out until Wednesday.
We got out in record time and over to the Animal Kingdom. Stinky was anxious to see animals and she knew that there were Dinosaurs there to see and if there is one thing that she loves its Dinosaurs.
While in the line waiting to get in the Animal Kingdom I called Disney reservations and asked what they had. Again not much. The young woman on the other end had some All-Star resorts rooms, a room at the Port Orleans, and I interrupted, Anything in the Contemporary? I could hear her pounding the keyboard on the other end of the line.
I have a Garden View Room for $1,374 for those nights, she replied.
Ouch, I thought. That was more than I paid for seven nights at the Boardwalk. But Belle really wanted to try the Contemporary and that was that. I comforted myself that I had saved $600 on Delta. Besides I might be able to persuade Belle to wear the tight green outfit that she had lent Cruella.
I told you Im scum.
Book it. I heard myself saying.
Ouch I thought again.
Shortly we were in the park and made a beeline for the Kilimanjaro Safari. There was no one there and we walked right on the ride. The animal watching was great that morning and our guide pointed out the critters as if he had done it before. From there we went over to the Kali River Rapids and again walked right on. The Princess sat next to me while Belle sat a seat away. Belle liked the ride for maybe a minute before the water started flying. The minute the droplets hit her she started moaning. It was a chilly morning and Belle does not approve of being cold, or even cool, at all. When we got off the raft the Princess was dry (as I had leaned over her), Belle had wet feet and a wet spot on her shirt. I was drenched. I dont mean wet drenched I mean wringing soaked type drenched.
But Im the heroic type. I persevered.
We then caught the first Pocahontas and her Forest Friends show. The Princess sat up front and participated in every bit of the show while Belle snapped endless pictures.
Once the show was over we walked over to Dinoland USA and went immediately on the Dinosaur ride. The park was still quite empty. Now I enjoyed the ride, Belle was so-so about it, and the Princess hated it. She is unafraid of Splash Mt., the Haunted Mansion and a number of other rides that supposedly terrify small children but the Dinosaur at the end did it. Once off the ride we left through the inevitable gift shop but not without stocking up on plastic Dinosaurs that are now all over the floor of my shower. Somehow Stinky has come to believe that my shower resembles an ancient tropical rainforest.
From the ride we did the Boneyard where I stood in the sun and dried out from the Kali Rapids while Belle and Stinky searched out Dinosaur leftovers. While standing there I got on the phone with Disney reservations again and pulled together some ADRs for our extra days. Luckily for me they were getting a fair number of cancellations from folks stuck in the northeast under a looming blanket of snow.
Id been around Cruella too long. I was reveling in other peoples misery.
Amazingly it was suddenly 1:30 and my dinner bell was ringing incessantly. So when Belle and the Princess came out and started demanding lunch I was their man. We were tired of counter service and besides wed had enough Animal Kingdom, Belle was complaining about the cold and the Princess was still scared of the Dinosaurs. I suggested Bongos Cuban Café at DTD. Belle loves Cuban food.
We drove over and had the place practically to ourselves. I had the steak sandwich, Belle loves Cuban sandwiches and had one while the Princess ignored her chicken nuggets and complained.
I didnt ignore her but went easy as she had been exposed to Cruella for too long and that was my fault.
A couple of episodes ago I mentioned my vacation finance system. It suddenly occurred to me that our financial situation had been based on a planned 7 day trip with luggage not a 12 day trip with a huge wardrobe outlay. Cash was running low so I had the nightmare of getting those little vacation reminders from credit card companies.
All wasnt lost though. I had several checks from the convention sponsors adding up to some serious money. I checked my banks web site and found a branch just over in Kissimmee. So we headed there and fixed up the cash situation.
Things were looking up, we had full bellies, were completely and well refinanced, and best of all no Cruella. We were headed back to the Boardwalk when Belle got a call. It was her mother and one of the sisters. They wanted to chew Belle out for throwing Cruella out of the villa the day before.
I was past enough and well on the way to too much with Cruella. I took the phone from Belle. I asked MIL whether she actually knew what Cruella did? Then told her and wrapped it up with the statement that Cruella charged $1500 on my credit card without authorization and that I had refrained from calling the police. At least so far.
But the day was still young I reminded dear Mother Delaney. MIL shut up.
And that was the point. I know that this isnt quite the facts since I did give Cruella the room key card. I am not a legal expert but then I really had no intention of pressing it any further. I just wanted them all off Belles back. And thats almost the last Ive heard of Cruella being thrown on the street.
At the Boardwalk we got the Princess down for her nap while I finished up making the ADRs and other plans for the extra days Providence had awarded us.
At 5pm Stinky was just waking when I got a call from the bell stand. My luggage was there. I nearly laughed myself sick. It only took Delta a mere seven days to reunite me with my bag. Under our original plans we would have been headed home the following day. I had my luggage just in time to take it home.
I still think Suzyhelpershoes, Deltas crack counter person back in Newark, arranged it that way.
The Princess had talked all week about returning to Chef Mickeys so with our newly found days at Disney firmly in hand we headed there for dinner. Once again Mickey and the gang were unable to restrain the thrill at seeing the Beast family. The Princess loved the dancing konga line and the napkin twirling. I couldnt resist so I threw in too. Picture me, the semi-human, dancing with the Princess in a Konga line with Chip and Dale.
Yes there are pictures and no you wont ever see that particular set.
About the time that Belle and I got our coffee I began to feel really tired, I mean total exhaustion type tired. I remember the agony of trying to keep my eyes open all the way back to the Boardwalk. Fortunately Stinky was in one of her moods to talk and she filled the air with a detailed description of the events at Chef Mickeys.
At the Boardwalk I fell into bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
Next: A Surprise Visitor and Jesse James Wannabes
princesslibby
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BellesBeast said:
Ouch!
BellesBeast said:
That Suzy! 
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OMG is all I can say. What a terrific husband you are, very similar to mine. It is amazing to see Disney through your daughters eyes. I remember the first time we went with DH (did 3 trips with DD before he could come). WOW what a difference...he is a big kid at heart.
I cannot wait to read more..I am laughing and I too am wearing a t-shirt and my hair up!
I cannot wait to read more..I am laughing and I too am wearing a t-shirt and my hair up!
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wonderful trippie so far!! thank you for sharing 
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