Charleston Princess
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Jan 28, 2008
I am a Disney Freak. This is common knowledge among my own children, my husband, my family, my friends, and my students. It defines who I am, and in many ways I can mark the 33 years of my life with Disney moments. But to truly understand the impact Disney has had on my life it is necessary to go back farther than my own years to those early years of my mother.
She was the first one of us obsessed by Disney -- a Disney of the mid-20th century -- a Disney of Haley Mills, the Wonderful World of Disney, and the very beginnings of Disneyland. She will still sing the praises of Disneyland (which she visited frequently in the 1960s while living in Ventura) versus Disney World -- the type of comments like, "When you remember Disneyland in the very beginning, it's hard to compare Disney World to it." Will I sound like that to my own children in later years? At any rate, it was inevitable that I would come to love Disney.
My first experience at the Magic Kingdom is one that I don't even remember. As family legend tells it, my parents were driving around Charleston one afternoon when I was 9 months old and my mother, bored with the usual errands, turned to my father and said, "If we left tonight, we would be in the Magic Kingdom by morning." The next morning, not even realizing the import of the moment and certainly not remembering it, I was held in my mother's arms for the first time on Main Street, USA. I like to think I was probably blinking in the morning sunlight and marveling at Cinderella's Castle. It would certainly explain that certain feeling I always get when I see the castle for the first time on any trip -- that feeling of utter contentment, peace, and a sense that I have arrived at the most magical place in the world. I suspect many feel that way though .
From there, my childhood could be marked with many trips to the World. The highlights would have to include the first trip to EPCOT in February, 1983; the first trip with my baby brother (twelve years younger) which included a stay at the Contemporary in 1987; the first trip to Disney-MGM Studios. I can remember when there were no lines to meet Mickey Mouse and his appearance would entail a mad rush of kids jockeying for position (how many pictures do we all have with Mickey, ourselves, and a bunch of strange kids?), when Splash Mountain was brand-new, when Downtown Disney was just a group of shops.
At the same time as the many trips to Disney, I was marking off the years of my life with Disney's movies. "The Black Hole" somehow sticks in my mind along with watching "The Cat from Outer Space." I watched a re-release of "Sleeping Beauty" with my dad, cried buckets for the first time ever during "The Fox and the Hound," and learned (heaven only knows why) all the songs from "Oliver and Company."
And the teenage years...years of angst and rebellion...identifying with Ariel's yearn for freedom, Belle's need to escape her "poor, provincial town" in books, and Jasmine's desire to see "a whole new world." While others were sneaking off to Panama Beach for spring break our senior year of high school, I convinced my best friend to sneak off to Disney World. Yes, I was a rebellious teenager who went to Disney World without my parents' knowledge. I was eventually busted because, pack rat that I am, my mother found my ticket stub . I guess there could have been worse things I could have done.
Striking off on my own, I met my husband where for one of our very first vacations together, I dragged him to...where else? Disney World, of course, because he had never been. Let's face it...I had to know if he could, at the very least, tolerate my Disney obsession -- not eating tomatoes or having a different political stance was nothing in comparision to the importance of knowing if he would be a willing participant in the pursuit of Disney magic. In answer to that question...we have been married for 12 and a half years with five trips .
DH proved remarkably tough to brainwash effectively, so we had two children. DD's first movie in a theater was "Tarzan" and she knew all the words to Pixar's early films as a preschooler. DD went to WDW when she was nine months old (an odd coincidence that I just noticed), two weeks before the opening of Animal Kingdom. DS would not make his first journey until the famous, or infamous (depending on current mood), Christmas trip of 2004 with the in-laws. A lovely trip, for the most part, but done at commando speed, cramming as many memories as possible into five days. There were days when I cried as I put my sneakers on in the morning because I didn't think I could walk another step. I never would have made it in boot camp, that much I know.
Which brings us to last year: one trip in June and one weekend trip in October because we had never done Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party. DD is effectively brainwashed into all things Disney, would live on split-pea soup if it meant more frequent trips, and well on her way to carrying on the "pursuit of magic" tradition. DS? Well, he loves Disney, but I am afraid it would rank below Harry Potter, Pokemon, and the Superhero of the Day.
Let's see what magic we can uncover as we anticipate the June 2008 trip to Walt Disney World!
Depression and Booking
Who is this Crazy Group?
The Last Resort?
Eatin' Time!
Yes, It Was Necessary!
Those Golden Arches and Disney!
Disney Mail!
Look! Look at What I Did!
AGGHHH!!! It's Happening Again!
RESORT CHANGE 367 and PAYING IT OFF!
100th Day Surprises or Disney Magic versus OCD Nature!
Automatic Car Wash: An E-Ticket Attraction?
Minnie, You Came!
Me and My Minnie Crocs!
She's Crafty!
The Official Itinerary!
How Today was NOT a Disney Day!
Meet the Trip Binders!
Do You Ever Find Yourself Thinking...?
Doin' Easter Disney Style
75 Days and Various Disney-esque Tidbits
Holy Pirates and Princesses, Batman!
DeSoto's Favorite Place?
Movin' Right Along!
On the Road Again!
And Now? And Now? And Now?
Copa, Copa Cabana!
The End of Day One
Le Cellier Did What???
Mind-Boggling, I Tell You!
Tonga! Tonga! Tonga!
Good Afternoon, Dr. Jones!
Are You a Pirate, a Princess, or a Pirate Princess? Part One
Are You a Pirate, a Princess, or a Pirate Princess? Part Two
Surfing the Typhoon!
Until Next Time...
A Tale of Woe and Disney Mail!
Le Cellier Becomes...
I'm a Real Diser Now!
Big Apple Disney Goodies!
The Beginning of My Pin Collection!
The Latest Itinerary!
The Trip Binder!
A Little Disney Therapy!
Now We Can Head to the Pool!
Whew! Too Much to Do and Too Little Time!
Double Whew!
I Got to Plan Yesterday!
We're in the Teens!
We Meet Again, Dr. Jones!
Disney Conversations!
According to the Calendar...
Crazy Thoughts on the 8-Day Mark!
6 Day Mark!
5 Day Mark!
The 4 Day Mark, But Really the 3 Day Mark!
2 Days and a Drink Wish List!
This is IT!
A Little Tease!
THE TRIP REPORT:
Day One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Set Forth and Eat Too Much!
Day Two, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Join the Dark Side and One Falls Behind!
Day Two, Part Two: In Which One of Our Intrepid Adventurers Receives a Little Bit of Magic!
Day Three, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Head to the Future and Get Detained!
Day Three, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Fend Off Birds and Pillage Norway!
Day Three, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Meet a Mouse (or 2)!
Day Four, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Have an Early Morning Breakfast in Harambe!
Day Four, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Head Out on Safari!
Day Four, Part Three: In Which One of Our Intrepid Adventurers Heads from Africa to Asia and Back Again!
Day Four, Part Four: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Reveal Their Inner Animals!
Day Four, Part Five: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Encounter a Monsoon and an Avalanche!
Day Five, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Have a Relaxing Day!
Day Five, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Meet Some Tikis!
Day Five, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Finally Gain Sight of the Castle!
Day Six, Part One: In Which One of Our Intrepid Adventurers Pitches a Full Scale Fit!
Day Six, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Are Reunited!
Day Six, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Rock On!
Day Seven: Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Explore Their Resort!
Day Seven, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Embark on Their World Tour!
Day Seven, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Get Lost in Morocco!
Day Seven, Part Four: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Resume Their World Tour!
Day Seven, Part Five: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Laugh a Lot and Make a Shocking Discovery!
LOOKING AHEAD!
Day Eight: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Return to the Real World!
In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Display Their Loot!
Some Misc. Thoughts!
Scrapbook Fun!
Look at What's New!
She was the first one of us obsessed by Disney -- a Disney of the mid-20th century -- a Disney of Haley Mills, the Wonderful World of Disney, and the very beginnings of Disneyland. She will still sing the praises of Disneyland (which she visited frequently in the 1960s while living in Ventura) versus Disney World -- the type of comments like, "When you remember Disneyland in the very beginning, it's hard to compare Disney World to it." Will I sound like that to my own children in later years? At any rate, it was inevitable that I would come to love Disney.
My first experience at the Magic Kingdom is one that I don't even remember. As family legend tells it, my parents were driving around Charleston one afternoon when I was 9 months old and my mother, bored with the usual errands, turned to my father and said, "If we left tonight, we would be in the Magic Kingdom by morning." The next morning, not even realizing the import of the moment and certainly not remembering it, I was held in my mother's arms for the first time on Main Street, USA. I like to think I was probably blinking in the morning sunlight and marveling at Cinderella's Castle. It would certainly explain that certain feeling I always get when I see the castle for the first time on any trip -- that feeling of utter contentment, peace, and a sense that I have arrived at the most magical place in the world. I suspect many feel that way though .
From there, my childhood could be marked with many trips to the World. The highlights would have to include the first trip to EPCOT in February, 1983; the first trip with my baby brother (twelve years younger) which included a stay at the Contemporary in 1987; the first trip to Disney-MGM Studios. I can remember when there were no lines to meet Mickey Mouse and his appearance would entail a mad rush of kids jockeying for position (how many pictures do we all have with Mickey, ourselves, and a bunch of strange kids?), when Splash Mountain was brand-new, when Downtown Disney was just a group of shops.
At the same time as the many trips to Disney, I was marking off the years of my life with Disney's movies. "The Black Hole" somehow sticks in my mind along with watching "The Cat from Outer Space." I watched a re-release of "Sleeping Beauty" with my dad, cried buckets for the first time ever during "The Fox and the Hound," and learned (heaven only knows why) all the songs from "Oliver and Company."
And the teenage years...years of angst and rebellion...identifying with Ariel's yearn for freedom, Belle's need to escape her "poor, provincial town" in books, and Jasmine's desire to see "a whole new world." While others were sneaking off to Panama Beach for spring break our senior year of high school, I convinced my best friend to sneak off to Disney World. Yes, I was a rebellious teenager who went to Disney World without my parents' knowledge. I was eventually busted because, pack rat that I am, my mother found my ticket stub . I guess there could have been worse things I could have done.
Striking off on my own, I met my husband where for one of our very first vacations together, I dragged him to...where else? Disney World, of course, because he had never been. Let's face it...I had to know if he could, at the very least, tolerate my Disney obsession -- not eating tomatoes or having a different political stance was nothing in comparision to the importance of knowing if he would be a willing participant in the pursuit of Disney magic. In answer to that question...we have been married for 12 and a half years with five trips .
DH proved remarkably tough to brainwash effectively, so we had two children. DD's first movie in a theater was "Tarzan" and she knew all the words to Pixar's early films as a preschooler. DD went to WDW when she was nine months old (an odd coincidence that I just noticed), two weeks before the opening of Animal Kingdom. DS would not make his first journey until the famous, or infamous (depending on current mood), Christmas trip of 2004 with the in-laws. A lovely trip, for the most part, but done at commando speed, cramming as many memories as possible into five days. There were days when I cried as I put my sneakers on in the morning because I didn't think I could walk another step. I never would have made it in boot camp, that much I know.
Which brings us to last year: one trip in June and one weekend trip in October because we had never done Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party. DD is effectively brainwashed into all things Disney, would live on split-pea soup if it meant more frequent trips, and well on her way to carrying on the "pursuit of magic" tradition. DS? Well, he loves Disney, but I am afraid it would rank below Harry Potter, Pokemon, and the Superhero of the Day.
Let's see what magic we can uncover as we anticipate the June 2008 trip to Walt Disney World!
Depression and Booking
Who is this Crazy Group?
The Last Resort?
Eatin' Time!
Yes, It Was Necessary!
Those Golden Arches and Disney!
Disney Mail!
Look! Look at What I Did!
AGGHHH!!! It's Happening Again!
RESORT CHANGE 367 and PAYING IT OFF!
100th Day Surprises or Disney Magic versus OCD Nature!
Automatic Car Wash: An E-Ticket Attraction?
Minnie, You Came!
Me and My Minnie Crocs!
She's Crafty!
The Official Itinerary!
How Today was NOT a Disney Day!
Meet the Trip Binders!
Do You Ever Find Yourself Thinking...?
Doin' Easter Disney Style
75 Days and Various Disney-esque Tidbits
Holy Pirates and Princesses, Batman!
DeSoto's Favorite Place?
Movin' Right Along!
On the Road Again!
And Now? And Now? And Now?
Copa, Copa Cabana!
The End of Day One
Le Cellier Did What???
Mind-Boggling, I Tell You!
Tonga! Tonga! Tonga!
Good Afternoon, Dr. Jones!
Are You a Pirate, a Princess, or a Pirate Princess? Part One
Are You a Pirate, a Princess, or a Pirate Princess? Part Two
Surfing the Typhoon!
Until Next Time...
A Tale of Woe and Disney Mail!
Le Cellier Becomes...
I'm a Real Diser Now!
Big Apple Disney Goodies!
The Beginning of My Pin Collection!
The Latest Itinerary!
The Trip Binder!
A Little Disney Therapy!
Now We Can Head to the Pool!
Whew! Too Much to Do and Too Little Time!
Double Whew!
I Got to Plan Yesterday!
We're in the Teens!
We Meet Again, Dr. Jones!
Disney Conversations!
According to the Calendar...
Crazy Thoughts on the 8-Day Mark!
6 Day Mark!
5 Day Mark!
The 4 Day Mark, But Really the 3 Day Mark!
2 Days and a Drink Wish List!
This is IT!
A Little Tease!
THE TRIP REPORT:
Day One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Set Forth and Eat Too Much!
Day Two, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Join the Dark Side and One Falls Behind!
Day Two, Part Two: In Which One of Our Intrepid Adventurers Receives a Little Bit of Magic!
Day Three, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Head to the Future and Get Detained!
Day Three, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Fend Off Birds and Pillage Norway!
Day Three, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Meet a Mouse (or 2)!
Day Four, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Have an Early Morning Breakfast in Harambe!
Day Four, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Head Out on Safari!
Day Four, Part Three: In Which One of Our Intrepid Adventurers Heads from Africa to Asia and Back Again!
Day Four, Part Four: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Reveal Their Inner Animals!
Day Four, Part Five: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Encounter a Monsoon and an Avalanche!
Day Five, Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Have a Relaxing Day!
Day Five, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Meet Some Tikis!
Day Five, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Finally Gain Sight of the Castle!
Day Six, Part One: In Which One of Our Intrepid Adventurers Pitches a Full Scale Fit!
Day Six, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Are Reunited!
Day Six, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Rock On!
Day Seven: Part One: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Explore Their Resort!
Day Seven, Part Two: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Embark on Their World Tour!
Day Seven, Part Three: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Get Lost in Morocco!
Day Seven, Part Four: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Resume Their World Tour!
Day Seven, Part Five: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Laugh a Lot and Make a Shocking Discovery!
LOOKING AHEAD!
Day Eight: In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Return to the Real World!
In Which Our Intrepid Adventurers Display Their Loot!
Some Misc. Thoughts!
Scrapbook Fun!
Look at What's New!