Hey strangers!!!!
After a short hiatus. Of a month(ish) I'm back. With apologies. You see...I have the attention span of a graham cracker. AND... Beth and I went on another Disney trip. Which I will NOT be writing a TR on. You're welcome.
But... THIS 'lil story is NOT unfinished. NOT YET!!!!
But... soon.
Heh heh.
I'm just kidding. I'll have you know I fully intend to take this one as far as it will go.
Until I get bored.
Double heh.
Seriously... I really want to finish this two week adventure of ours. Before we go back next year. Good thing I'm on... DAY FREAKIN' FOUR!!!! Sheesh.
I have no excuse other than I've been wasting time fooling around doing other things. Like writing Odes to certain Disney Resorts. Just for fun.
But I'm back now. And I'm touched that some of you wished Me(l) a Happy Canadian Thanksgiving. I'm also touched that ZZUB actually pooped by to bump this for me.
Or am I?
What I'm thinking is this: There was a line for the lil Space Ranger's room.
Wasn't there?
But... apparently the air has cleared. The coast is clear. I've got my 45 on. So I can... rock on!
Anywho... I've wasted time doing this:
Ode on a Contemporary Resort!
O Appliance Shape! Fair A-frame! With tracks
Of monorail running through airy atrium
With groovy Blair mosaic and five-footed goat
Thou, toaster form, dost tease us with one thought
Thou needst this, Dude: Gigantor Poptart!
When Chef Mickey's food shall this generation lay to waste
Thou shalt remain, mostly b/c you're all about the location
Then there's room size, a friend to all guests, to whom thou say'st
"Beauty is the MK view, the MK view is beauty, eh!" ~ that is all
Ye know at Disney World, and all ye need to know. NOUnofficialGuide.
NOKeats.
See what I mean?
Ok.
I left y'all in the bathroom with Mellyman. In his panties. Cleaning the gum off his butt.
For a MONTH!!!!
So sorry about that. But... know this: It ain't that bad a butt to look at. For a month.
Heh heh.
Let's continue.
The happyhaunts had a lunch ADR at Tony's Town Square. Our first time eating there.
And what KILLS me now is this: The menu has completely changed. I'm writing about food you can't even ORDER anymore.
So... this will be a HUGE help.
Again.
But I'll tell you about it anyway. The happyhaunts checked in and waited about 10 minutes for our name to be called. We were led to a nice booth and the ladies grabbed the nice soft booth side. Leaving the men to sit in the chairs. As is done. In Canada.
I think.
Our server came and introduced herself and we ordered drinks all around. And some of the breadsticks with the tomato dip.
They appeared very quickly...
And disappeared even MORE quickly.
I barely had time to annoy Mellyman by taking the picture.
I didn't try them but Calvin thought they were great. To the point of attempting to scrape the leftover sauce outta the ramekin with his finger and lick it clean.
I gave him the eye. Which said, "Don't do it, Boy!".
He gave me the eye back which said, "But it's ALREADY ON my finger, Mom!"!
He solved the problem by wiping his finger on his shorts.
Instead of his napkin. Which was probably already on the floor in a ball. Under his shoes which he'd kicked off to let his "dogs" breathe.
I feel sorry for his future wife already.
The boys ordered spagetti, Mellyman the Italian Panini with salad and Beth and I chose to split the Chicken Parmesean sandwich with caesar salad on the side. Which our server said we could do instead of the garden salad.
Then Beth took this picture:
Like every other person who eats here. And we sat back to admire the inside of the restaurant while we waited for our order.
It was nice. And that's about it. I wasn't blown over by it and we decided we liked both the inside of the Liberty Tree Tavern and The Plaza Restaurant better.
It was also busy and noisy.
We got our food and started to eat. They forgot to sub the caesar salad for the garden for Beth and I but we didn't say anything. Not a big deal.
Then our server came by to check on us and realized that we hadn't received the right salad. She came back moments later with a whole big caesar salad for us to split.
It was the best part of the meal. The sandwich was "meh". We thought. But Mellyman really liked his and the boys were happy with their pasta.
When we finished up Beth and Mellyman decided to blast out and head for Fantasyland to get Fastpasses for Winnie the Pooh. Or Peter Pan. Or something. For Tommy. And we made plans to meet up in front of Splash Mountain as soon as possible.
The boys wanted dessert and so they stayed with me while I paid.
Through the nose.
I thought the prices were OUTRAGEOUS for the quality. And quantity. Seriously. Not a big fan. Here. But I'm glad I tried it. Once.
And it was nice of the server to bring us the extra salad.
We headed out and picked up our stroller from where it was parked. And the CM out front of Tony's stopped the boys and started blowing bubbles at them. Then offered the bubble blower and bubble...errr...juice to Tommy. He started blowing bubbles back at her. And at Calvin and at me. It was pretty fun until Calvin decided it wasn't anymore. And we headed up Main St.
I let him do the work while I did the MORE IMPORTANT work: digesting.
We moseyed through Frontierland and got stuck for a little while waiting for the little Woody's Roundup show they do RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET... to finish up.
They wouldn't let us pass by and as much as we wanted to ram the stroller right into Woody's or Jesse's shin and keep goin'... we decided to go the more PC way, instead.
Which was this:
The boys played with guns while we waited.
So did I.
Well...boys will be boys. Afterall.
And I'm not going to tell them not to play with them either. Except I don't let them point them at anyone's face and pretend to shoot.
I'm not OK with that.
A body-shot is always the better way to go. And more ethical.
As I was told in my hunting class.
Ok.
Then we reached Splash Mountain where Mellyman and Beth were waiting for us. In the HUGE crowd of people milling about in front of both Splash Mountain and BTMRR.
It's always the same in that area when it's busy. And it seems like the easiest place in the Magic Kingdom to lose your kid.
If you should choose to do so.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.
Heh heh.
Well... we decided to keep them all. All three kids. B/c we love them, obviously. And the boys had guns.
First we saw this:
And got into the Fastpass! line.
Where we saw this:
Which made us nearly WEEP with happiness that we had the Fastpasses! I, truly, had never seen the line for this ride so long before. It was crazy long. And it was crazy hot. And we decided at that moment to do Splash Mountain and then bail from the Magic Kingdom altogether. Even though Beth and Mellyman had bothered to grab Fastpasses for Winnie the Pooh. They weren't good until MUCH later and the idea of an afternoon spent by the pool at our resort was sounding pretty darn good.
So we did Splash Mountain. And headed back. Back to the VWL. And the Quiet Pool.
The QUIET POOL?????!!!!!!
You say.
Yep. B/c that's what I said to Mellyman when he suggested it.
"THE QUIET POOL!!!!" I yelled. Heh heh.
We're not "Quiet Pool" people!!!!
Or are we?
Cheers, Mel happyhaunt.
Back in Black.
For Hallowe'en.
