The Two Really Old(ish) Happyhaunts Go South. Alone... But With ECVs!

[1000thhappyhaunt]

And... now a few replies to add along with that last chapter.

Ash!!!! : I am glad you were inspired to go to PF Changs!!! And yet I'm saddened by your inability to get some Lieutenant Dan Dan Noodles.

That's sucks so bad. They are delicious!!! And isn't a chain restaurant supposed to have some sort of standard menu???? I'll tell you what...if I had been there I would have complained loudly by screaming "YOU GUYS GET THAT PIG...

Err.

Perhaps not. The. Best. Quote.

For dining purposes.

Also for your general (NO Mom) info. I just put another trippie chapter up. It's Buffalo. Again. and still more Buffalo to come.

Nope. We're not there yet.



ZZUB: I'm pretty sure I know who "luvvwl" is. I bet you don't tho. The reason for that is this: I'm smarter.

However... I'll give you points for Phineas and Ferb Changs. I do like that. Also I love that show. All the happyhaunts do.

In fact, if we were characters on the show I would be Perry. And you would be my Doofenshmirtz. My dear sweet Doof.

No.


You're all Candace Flynn. I think.


Cheers, Mel


Reason for editing: Your name I pronounce as such: Meshuga! With a heavy emphasis on the "idiot" syllable

 

[luvvwl]

Well, maybe you do. Or maybe you don't. Or maybe we all live in a yellow submarine. Or not. I really don't know. But. I do know one thing. I love me some Wegmans. I would marry it if I could. Wegmans, oh Wegmans, how I miss thee. See, I know longer live in the frozen tundra. Where Wegmans was just a short 5 minutes away. I pulled a George. Jefferson. Moving' on up. Ish. Only. I seemed to have traded the frozen tundra for the armpit of SW VA (NOSWV). I now have to drive 30 minutes for Starbucks. And. An hour and a half for The Fresh Market. Or Whole Foods. Which are NOTHING like Wegmans. Unfortunately. So.

Actually. When you see in in writing, it kinda sorta sounds more like a Homer.

J will get it. Eventually. But. For now, enquiring minds would like to know. Does the hair on his ever-so-slightly bald (ish) head still outnumber those on his arm? Or is he now polishing the dome on a regular basis?

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

SHER


Cheers, Mel


edit: Boo-yah!

 

[Grammyof2]

Jesus Wept!

Is everyone done playing Guess Who, Name That Tune, The Dating Game, 50 Questions and taking the SAT entrance exams and failing? Funny, like haha funny, slap your knee funny, that the super intelligent, again, haha, who love quoting LA Law, oops wrong, not born yet, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, wrong again, West Wing, actually all know their true TV personality, Phineas and Ferb. Google is still their friend. The comma is still mine. Even if used incorrectly, which it is.

Still have the same screen name and I am still unforgettable, to everyone, notice zero, hahas. My screen name should change like a Duggars TV show. Hello, I don't even have 4 kids anymore, I gave birth to a bouncing baby girl that was 4 foot 8 1/2 inches. That left one hello of a stretch mark. One of my kids is on a quest to marry many times, with the wifey poos name staying the same, and more grandkids bouncing in and out then flavors of jelly beans, since his wifey poos are apparently fertile, and loose. Wait I did not say that. Typo. Grammyof3 is a nice round number, an even number, even. In Canada. Three works on a daily basis, unknown amount on holidays.

So, Mel and Mellyman went on a trippie. Try not to get a big flag under your name. Haha. With the group of groupies showing up I give you 2 weeks. Or until LaLa shows up with a picture of pig meat in a jar and the picture of the white van she lives in, er, drives. Did ya know LaLa was making guest appearances on Honey Boo Boo? Or was the NM, or ZZubs wife? Who was it that posted the ketchup is the only ingredient in spaghetti sauce recipe before it hit the Learning Channel from Mama June? Anyone think that the Learning Channel should have learned by now? Something , anything, would have been nice.

Sorry to hear about the General. More sorry to hear you have the cat back. Have you watched Zoo? Don't. If you ever want to stay in the house again with the cat, and his crazy eye, which you just went and looked at, and are slightly creeped out. You are more than welcome.

Welcome back! See you in another few months, this afternoon, or at the 5 year reunion.

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

Hola!!! Grammyof2!!!

I must admit that I read your post a bunch of times right now. And I am having trouble comprehending. Since I'm super intelligent I can't understand why...


ok


I've decided that it is this: It's the commas


Ok


Also... I can't decide whether it was mean or super mean.


Or nice?



Well. No matter.


I say WELCOME!!! And come back and visit whenever you like!


Cheers, Mel


Edit: I miss me some CourtneyandRyan right about now tbh

 

[javamom]

To SUM THIS SUCKER UP: I got Calvin's pin trader bag full of really old pins and I plan to see if I can trade all of them out at Sam's Grog Grotto and Tiki Bar for a Nautilus Submarine. heheheheh. Just kidding.

MEL!! So good to hear from you again. Geez, apparently, I need to reload an avatar over here. I guess it's been a while since I have visited these boards. Sorry to hear about the General's dimentia. I have been there, done that, and we decided that it would be better to burn the t-shirt. Hard to handle.

Anyway, I must confess that I DO want a Nautilus Submarine from the Tiki Bar. If we can manage a trip back next year, it'll be on my FOR REAL bucket list! Glad to see you back, can't believe how much all the kids have grown.

- Steph

 

[javamom]

You ALSO prolly don't say "I never thanked you for saving my life". Either. When you tuck into a good P.F. Changs meal.

OK, show of hands everyone. How many people read this in Forrest's voice!! Guilty!

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

Day 1 Part 4 aka Still Buffalo...yeppidy johnny deppity

S0. To keep this thing rolling (NO Tide) along...

After Mellyman and I picked up our very high class foodie delights at Wegman's we did some more shopping. By that I mean I browsed. And Mellyman followed along looking infinitely pained. But in the end was somewhat pleased because I just browsed some. Not wore out the credit card. He loves me because I'm more of a browser to be honest (NO tbh). But he hates when I browse too. On the other hand. In Home Depot or Bass Pro or a food court...it's all him. And he sees nothing wrong with it.


Women are from Venus. Men are from Bass Pro. And Sail.

When I was done we went back to Bar Louie. Because it has a patio. And also Mellyman was prolly hoping the very attractive server was still there. Or not.

Again... we had two beers. Sat in the sun and marveled on our upcoming trip. You see Mellyman and I have taken like three trips a year in the last five years. But only for two nights at a time and only places nearby where we live. Toronto. Or Niagara on the Lake. They have been fun but brief. A number of years ago we discussed doing a Disney trip just the two of us. But it never worked out. Because as much as I love... and do not hold ANY hard feeling towards my extended family and friends... no one was willing to take our kids for more than two nights. And they were too young to leave by themselves.

We blame Calvin.

At the same time. My parents never had a holiday without me either. Ever.

They blamed me.


Ha! It couldn't have been me. Cute lil Mel.


It was probably the rain. Anyhow... I blame it on the rain. And Milli Vanilli for ruining my innocence.


So... we were going to get on a plane in the morning... without our three wonderful children. And the General. The dog. cat fish house fruit flies garage garbage maggot pets... yada blah. And go. Go like away far. Leaving everyone and everything we love behind.


WE WERE ECSTATIC~~~~

So we relished in our freedom. And that we could do whatever we wanted dang it. What we did was this: we talked about the kids. Specifically Calvin and his doctor/firefighter dilemma. It seems soooo SO SO clear to myself and Mellyman that what he really needs to be is a PARAMEDIC. But for some unknown reason he is fighting us. And that idea.

It's exhausting. But he is soo stubborn. And well... a teenager.

Finally Mellyman said we should talk about something else. I started talking about my General and he immediately said "Not that please". Ok. Fair. That topic is an ongoing daily one and I needed a break too. Tbh (NO to be honest).

I have a feeling that this is becoming boring. Dragging like any of ZZUB's assorted trip reports in the Completed Category. Actually. They're not bad. Read them if you haven't. Shudder.


So. On to dinner.


At THE MELTING POT!!!!!

Oh no. I hope that's not racist. To my belly flab.

We just hopped over to The Melting Pot. Which I LOVE. But Mellyman is not that crazy about... due to the fact that when we take all the kids it becomes a violent fight for food. Really hot forks. And too small portions. Not enuff apple wedges. And. People stealing food from others and Calvin eating off of the burning fork instead of putting the meat and seafood on his plate first and screaming loudly while his bottom lip sizzles audibly. Also the kids have no sense of the rules of colour-coded forks here. And on more than one occasion SOMEONE had messed them up on purpose.

I blame me.

Heheheeh.


However... without the kids. It went great. It was lovely. Mellow. Slow paced and romantic even. Mellyman loved loved loved it. And I was happy.

Until Mellyman said this: Oh CRAP! I hope I didn't forget to pack my Lipitor.

And then he laughed. Hard.

Because he has embraced and accepted his issues these last couple of years. Instead of having some weird midlife crisis he has come to grips with the fact that he is no longer slind and 20 years old.

Despite the annoying fact that Calvin was the one to nickname him "Fat Man".... he has embraced his weight. And, happily, his middle child. Daily.

He now refers to himself as "Fat Man" all the time. As in:

Fat Man coming through the kitchen. Scatter!!!

Fat Man getting mad. Scatter!!!!

Fat Man noticing there is NO gas in the van. AGAIN!

Fat Man in his TV room. SCATTER! you too Mel.

Wow. Acceptance is the final stage. heheheh. Oh how I love my Fat Man!


And then we went back to the hotelish and went to bed. Setting a wake up call for 4am. But not turning on the lights.


I didn't want to see what kind of bloodstains were prolly on the sheets.



Cheers, Mel

edit: Thanks Java!!!! I really needed your brand of caffeine tonight! Love you mean it.


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[ZZUB]

It was probably the rain. Anyhow... I blame it on the rain. And Milli Vanilli for ruining my innocence.

It was Don Henley. In a New York Minute he brought about the End of the Innocence.

Duh.

You're eating again?! Didn't we already suffer through an episode at Phineas and Ferb Changs? Why are you now at the Melting Pot? (NOCanadaBathroom).

Tell the truth, did you even go to WDW or is this entire thing a summary of a weekend in Buffalo? It's starting to read like a David Mamet play.

J will get it.

I got it. And the way you know I did, is that I dropped a Rudy quote right up there to let you know that I knew that you didn't know that I knew that you were you.

It's great to "see" all of you guys again. Except, of course, for THOSE WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED. But are probably lurking along. So hi to you as well.

It amuses me to think of the dozens or so people who weren't around 9 years ago who've clicked on this Trip Report and are trying desperately to follow along. Even for those of us who were here back then, none of this makes sense now. Mel's promiscuous use of punctuation and tenacious invention of new abbreviations makes Miley Cyrus seem balanced. NOBillyRayCyrus'AttemptToHaveANewCareerThroughHisDaughterThusInflictingThisNightmareOnUsForever.

Plus the lack of a genuine edit feature makes this all seem jejune.


Edit: How can JavaMom of all people not have a wicked cool (Hat Tip: Ashcan) avatar?

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

Hello WWUB:

If the eatin' part of this trippie bores you already I'm afraid you are going to have a LONGLONGLONGo ride here. With me. Because... we ate ALOT.

And by a lot I mean this: Mellyman began experiencing the symptoms of gout in his big toe and ankle around day three. He also felt regularily uncomfortably full and like he gained 10 pounds by the end of the trip. In reality it was more than that.

I was fine. I lost three pounds.

So...there will be a lot of food talk. Here.

You used to love food tho. Being bald, hairy and fat. And old. So I am confuzzeled.


#2 (just for you cause you're such a fan): Being compared to David Mamet is really rather flattering tbh (Total Body Hug)... for you!!!!

I love it when you're nice.

But it also makes me fear a total world apocalypse. Is coming. Hope you noticed the redundancy there.

I also loved your use of "jejune". It makes you sound thinner. And less jejuney.


Cheers, Mel


Edit: I ALSO knew that you knew that I knew that you knew that thing. too. TBH!

oh.


That's two huggy poos

 

[luvvwl]

Ah, yes. This trip report is the most beautiful thing these eyes have ever seen. See? That's where I got confuzzled. Since it's kind of a hot mess.

Not unlike Donald Trump.

NOM(el) ((big grin))

It's also witty and amusing and great fun. (not at all like Donald Trump)

 

[EvieBug]

S0. I thought that I should try and sorta get some things together for the trip. Pack. But not really pack. Just get out my Disney suitcase and grab what needs coming. So I hauled it out out of the closet and looked thru it and had a good ol' cry. Cause there are years of Disney receipts in there and I've just realized that we could have built Beth a graduate studies nest egg from what we have spent there since 2003. Ouch. Again. So this suitcase is huge and filled full of literally everything that we've hauled back from our many trips. Case in point... a receipt from dinner at the Concourse Steakhouse. Does anyone even remember it existed? I had the prime rib tho. And I actually remember it being a pretty good meal. Except for the birds. Flying around the interior of the Contemporary Resort which I were sure were gonna poop on my head or my dinner. According to The General... if a bird poops on you... it's real good luck. Like Justin Trudeau getting his mother's hair. However. On your dinner tho...not so good luck. Like Justin Trudeau being leader of the Liberal Party. Honestly I think I think Justin Bieber or even Timberlake would be equivalent. If we were voting based on the first name Justin. For FREAKING PRIME MINISTER. (Canadian rant to be disregarded fyi). I also hauled out a bunch of mugs from years passed. Like around 20 old mugs. I am gonna bring four of them. Really old ones. Like Old Key West. And. Also. Two... which are from both Disney's Hilton Head and Disney's Vero Beach Resorts. But wildly outdated. Like Hammer pants. And Martha Stewart's real face. I know they won't work with the new Disney Rapid Fill Mug Program now. But I think both Mellyman and I will carry them around the pool area at Boardwalk and see how many rabid Disney rule followers we can annoy. They will be filled on the sly... maybe even in the bushes... with our legit purchased rapid fill mug. btw. Which will take prolly around 8 minutes by my loose estimate. If someone could shoot me a mug from Universal Studios...lol... that would be even better. I also found a red t-shirt with Roll Tide on it. That made me laugh and also sad. Cause I had forgotten about it. But then remembered why it was funny. Anywho... To SUM THIS SUCKER UP: I got Calvin's pin trader bag full of really old pins and I plan to see if I can trade all of them out at Sam's Grog Grotto and Tiki Bar for a Nautilus Submarine. heheheheh. Just kidding. I'm saving all the kids' pins for when they care about them again. Which will prolly be when they have kids.

onto more packing


Cheers, Mel.

We aren't even to the actual trip yet and this is already my favorite trip report.

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

Day 1 Part 11 aka I don't know what part we're on... but it's still Buffalo NO Cheektowaga

Let's be clear here. I didn't sleep much. Like maybe 4 hours tops. Cause I was super excited and yet feeling imaginary bedbugs. They were imaginary because I was... years ago... riddled with real bed bug bites from one nite at Disney's All Star music resort. Many years ago. All over my thighs and lower magical extremities. Thankfully. Tho. Tommy was fine and nothing came back in our luggage. The bites took three weeks to heal and I lost my magical feelings for about 6 days. Cause I'm a hardcore Disney lover and that was ok. The fact is... I could have received the third stage of syphilis from Jazz Section. And I wouldn't have minded... even the high-stepping. Google George Carlin syphilis and you will love it tbh!!!!!! Oh... omg I watch that monthly and die laughing. I have a boring life just so you all know. RIP George. I love and loved you. However... both my dear departed and massively-missed father. And Me(l) btw. Can swear WAY better. Than George who is like a lil swear kitten. Compared to us lol. My Dad could so swear a blue streak so well. Like a pirate king. Oh my lord! I miss my Dad. Not because of that tho and truly... I totally thought he had a gift... but because my General has been recently asking me why he's not coming by to see her. And... honestly...that is the most awful conversation. U will ever have in your life. If you are ever in my situation. I have to tell her that my father died many years ago. That he is NOT coming by and that it's ok if she doesn't remember that. To me. Tho. It hurts every time I do it. Large. HUGE. In my throat and my heart. I feel it.

Anywho... I didn't sleep that much. I was fully awake before the wake up call. When it went off I was ready to go. Teeth brushed and standing near the door waiting for Mellyman.


But he had to poop.


So we barely made our shuttle.


After all that.


We got the shuttle to the airport and Mellyman tipped excessively well. Because we had a lot of luggage. And he threw everyone's schedule a tiny bite off. Because of his poop.


This stuff happens. We're all human. I'm just willing to admit it. (NO normal people)

We easily got our bags taken by Southwest. And bless them for transporting like five different body sprays and hair conditioners. sunscreens and lotions.


For Me(l).

And like eleventeen pairs of shoes. And like three-teen bikinis.

Yes. I STILL rock a bikini.


Athough... I prolly shouldn't. DAMNRIGHT~


Heheheheheh.


We got thru security fine. And Mellyman needed coffee STAT. So we got coffee.

And I got a magazine and I think we marveled at the grossness of people letting their tiny precious babies play in the general (NO mom) play area with toys and spinney-guy ridey baby toys that are definitely full of a thousand babies worth of drool. And I even offered wet wipes up to whomever wanted them no charge. No takers tho. Honestly it's ok. Building their tiny immune systems.

WE BOARDED the PLANE. Finally.

Third group. Behind small children, the handicapped. The Super rich and privileged... NOZZUB. And people who were more on the ball than Mellyman. 24 hrs before. To pick their seats.


As we were boarding I was completely in my zone. I have certain things I need. On a plane. Seating wise. I led Mellyman. And looked for my perfect. Seat.


Found HER~


Midway thru the plane. An enormously large woman. elderly. motherly. By herself. And a pillow to boot. Against the window. YES. You are all MINE! (why do I sound like a serial killer??)

I slinded right in.

Right beside her.


Mellyman gave me the stink eye. Cause he knows my issues lol.

I am afraid to fly


There. said, it.


It's true. I've gotten better over the years... but it scares me a lot.


I feel scared. And powerless.


And I need NEED to be in a middle seat. Literally wedged in with Mellyman on one side. And an equally large human on the other side. So I can feel small and protected. And the warmth of humanity. Some sort of maternal warmth.



And also really uncomfortable.


The entire flight.


cheers, mel



edit: Toll Ride!

 

[AshClan]

Wow, I missed a lot over the weekend! Mel, I will concede that I, too, L.O.V.E. the Melting Pot. I haven't been there in years tho. The one time I went with my husband, he was a little annoyed that we paid as much as we did (I wicked over-ordered) only to have to cook the food ourselves. Plus the meal took about 4.2490v hours to get through. When I go with "the girls" (also been awhile) we just get a salad, and the cheese and chocolate. No "main course". It's heavenly. Plus we have several drinks and never stop chatting so we don't mind being there for hours. I will admit that I was thinking along the same lines as Z, though (horrors!). "Didn't they JUST eat at PF Changs?" Unlike the cranky man, though, I was not judging. In fact, I may have been impressed. Starting out a vacation with several beers and buckets full of food....that's my kind of trip! Maelstrom Meet tagline: "It's all about the food." It is. Really. NODisneyattractions.

Thanks (NOT) for the bedbug images. The hubby is traveling to Minneapolis for a conference this week. Now I'm going to be afraid he'll bring home hotel bedbugs.

RIP George Carlin. And Lord Marbury. Not sure which is worse. Since WW tragically ended ohsomany years ago, I may have to concede it's the former.

Assuming that now that you're on the plane, we'll be getting to Orlando shortly? Can't wait!

Edited to add: Think they got rid of the edit feature just to keep us away?

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

A couple responses:


Java: Hey... so glad to see you again. I like your avatar tbh. (Hug). I actually might need some help again with mine. I miss my Haunted Mansion thingie.


Sher: Good to see you again too. Tbg. That's a: Total Big Grin. For you from Me(l). So what's new? Why all the moving away from Wegman's? Have you lost your mind???? Why the hail would you leave a Wegman's behind????


EvieBug: That is the cutest screenname ever. NO Great Biscuit. I appreciate your kind words and please feel free to say tuned. We're almost at Disney!!!! If you are already confused it's not my fault. Remember firstly: "NO" means "No Offense". And it usually proceeds a name or something from pop culture. And #2 is that you really don't like that ZZUB gentleman.


Ash!!!!: More than anything I hope you are now craving a visit to The Melting Pot. That would make me all happy and rule with my food suggestible powers.

Here's my secret for tons of eating. I eat really slow. In real life. Like the same manner and pace of which I write trip reports. Mellyman finds it comical how slow I eat. He eats fairly fast. And so when we share, I end up with a realistic portion. And he ends up cranking the Lipidor. Actually... I eat popcorn really fast. Like a Daredevil who's not afraid to choke. Sometimes I choke tho. It's part of the territory.

The other thing is I never do is the chocolate fondue course. Or desserts in general. NO Mom.

Which is weird cause I'm a female.

But... not a lady. Heheheh. (OH EVIEBUG: That's the #3 thing to remember here)


We're almost in Floridayyyy!!!! So keep on keepin' on! Here. <3 Tbh Total Big heart~~~


Be back soon with more stuff~~~


Cheers, Mel.


Edited aggressively: Hi NM

 

[luvvwl]

Sher: Good to see you again too. Tbg. That's a: Total Big Grin. For you from Me(l). So what's new? Why all the moving away from Wegman's? Have you lost your mind???? Why the hail would you leave a Wegman's behind????

Ah, well, it's been nearly a decade after all. Life gives you some big surprises sometimes. Some are very, very good. Some not so much. But. Then you move on and when you least expect it, sometimes in the middle of an ordinary life, you get a fairytale. I've a new man in my life and home is where he is. Which is SW VA. In the Blue Ridge Mountains. Right on the parkway in fact. It's totally gorgeous and I do love it.

Except.

No Wegmans. People actually shop for their groceries at Walmart here.

I KNOW!!!!

I also have to stand on my head with my left hand at a 45 degree angle with tin foil on my left big toe. To get cell phone reception.

No joke.

But the views are amazing. Especially at sunset.

I finally got my Disney FairyTale Wedding. Right on the Sunrise Terrace at the Wilderness Lodge, in fact. Complete with the boat horn tooting in the background and the geyser going off promptly at noon.

I actually took the LOML (love of my life) to Wegmans when I went back to NY last year after I lost my mom. He was properly humbled by it. And fully understands that I would divorce him in a hot minute it it ever becomes possible for me to marry it. And totally accepts my frequently used catch phrase: "It's no Wegmans."

I'm now fully adored and cherished for the awesomeness that is me. ((big grin))

And glad you're finally in the air.

You do land in Florida at some point.

Don't you?

 

[pookersmom]

I feel like I'm lurking so I thought I'd say hello. So... yeah. Hello!

Oh, and I am also Canadian although I live in the States. It's always fun to "meet" my fellow Canadians around here.

 

[1000thhappyhaunt]

Monday July 13th aka Day 2 The Day We Got To Disney!!!

The flight was not bad at all. It was quicker than expected and we arrived at MCO about twenty minutes or more ahead of schedule. It wasn't even 8am yet!!! I spent the flight reading and drinking a teeny tiny plastic cup of orange juice and eating 15 peanuts. Which I was pretty happy about because I got three times as many as everyone else on the flight. Why? Because I took both Mellyman and Pearl's flight snacks cause they were both asleep.

Pearl was the elderly lady to my right by the window. She was nice. We didn't say but two words to each other... "Hello. We each said hello. once. And that was that. Then she immediately fell asleep. And so did Mellyman.

How do I know her name was Pearl???? I don't tbh but she looked like one to me. And was the perfect seatmate. I have a skill for picking the good ones let me tell ya.

While they both slept I vibrated. Because I was super duper super excited and also because they were both full on body snoring.

The plane started its descent into Orlando and I woke up Mellyman. By clutching his arm in a death grip with my long powerful yzma fingers which had the cutest lil red and white Mickey head manicure. He woke up immediately and knew the plane was about to land...

Mellyman: Ouch Mel OUCH! What's...oh...we're landing.

Me(l): Yes.

Mellyman: It's fine. Relax. Think about happy things Mel.

Me(l): Ok.

Mellyman: Is it working? Look! We're almost down!

Me(l): OkIhavetosaythissorrybutIsheduledusabreakfastwiththeprincessesatCinderella'sRoyalTablewithouttellingyousorry

AND...then the plane landed. Horribly. Bumpy. Uneven and a tiny bit of skidding. A horrible landing! A poop your pants bad landing! A hold your breath and wait until everything seems fine before you breathe landing! And I might have uttered a Holy Batman or two. Except it wasn't Batman.

However. We ended up being ok. And that was the second worse I've ever experienced but not up to the horror that was landing in a snowstorm in Buffalo. Once. Before.

Me(l): Oh my dog!!!! We're alive.

Mellyman: Cancel it!!! Cancel!!! Cancel!!!! There is no WAY I am doing a FREAKING character meal MEL!

Me(l): Okay. I was gonna tell you ahead of time anyways so we wouldn't lose $20. I just needed to clear my conscience. Right then.

Mellyman: Really? Then why not mention my shorts too?

Me(l): What???? oh....errr... heheheheh.


He's referring to me getting into his packed bag before his last fishing/camping trip with the guys. And lovingly altering his favourite pair of cargo shorts. Into little tiny hotpants. Cute lil Daisy Dukes. For his guys' weekend. Hehheheh.

I never would admit to it. And there was at least one other viable suspect whose name starts with "C" in the happyhaunt household.


So. What I meant by all this is that we're ALIVE!!!! And in ORLANDO!!!!

All was well except the getting off of the plane part. Thanks to Mellyman not being right on the ball to get our seats-but-not-really-assigned-seats. We were midway through the plane slightly more towards the back than the front.

Why oh why oh why do people take so LONGLONGLONGo to get off a plane. For Me(l)...getting off a plane fast as can be is equally as important as finding the correct seatmate of security. Because the plane might STILL explode!!!!! Geez people get your freakin' carryons down faster!!!! I don't care if you have to bounce it off of that big muscle guy's head in the aisle seat. I don't. Really and truly.

I screamed: "HURRY!!!! HURRY!!!!!" (in my head tho)

Finally we were off and regulation Olympic speed walking...using our hips in full rotation... to hit the bathrooms and then the fake monorail and then split up as Mellyman went to get the rental car and I went to claim our bags. Mellyman is actually really good at this. The speed walking... that is. He is legit. Can't really make fun of him because he's so good.

Although I can. Because he looks HILARIOUS. And it cracks me up. And startles others. Because he's so large a Mellyman.

He does it purposefully... to make me laugh. Which is super sweet. He gets points for that!!!

The baggage came quickly and pretty soon I had our pile beside me and waited for Mellyman to return from getting the rental. He was quick too because of the walking and we grabbed our ridiculously large amount of luggage and headed to Dollar rent a car.

I get to pick the CAR!!!!! I get to!!! YAY! Cause it's always one of the kids. And they won't let me in on the vacation rotation. Oh that rhymed! Yippity!


Mellyman went to the window and told me to follow him over and down a couple of rows. And. That when I saw "economy" I could pick any sweet ride I wanted!


huh? whatthe? two cars? two? that's all? and both the same/// white. or. red. just. super.

Red it was. Then.


Then as we got closer to the car. We stopped. Looked it over. Both Mellyman and I gathered our thoughts...

Me(l): You say it. I'm not going to. Sorry.

Mellyman: Fine. I'm not sure how we're gonna get all this in that.

Me(l): Including you.

Mellyman: Yes obviously.

I'm trying to stop laughing at this point because the car was sooooooooo small. I could be wrong but I'm pretty sure it was a Mazda 2. And Mellyman looked like he was standing beside some rich child's Power Wheels Mazda 2.

And all our luggage!!!!

OHHHHHHH MYYYYY!!!!

What are you gonna do tho? We loaded that baby for bear and headed to the exit with Mellyman scrunched into the driver's seat like a Shriner.

He assured me that while we looked a bit comical...especially him... this baby would actually be a sweet little ride. NO Dumbo.

And it was, for about three seconds. Until he realized he couldn't move enough to get his wallet out of his pants.

And... had to get out of the car to show the attendant his driver's license!






Then he lost his lips! :/`




Cheers, Mel


edited to add: Seee? almost home welcome home time

 

[MissMagnolia]

Happy to have found this! I have not been on the DIS for YEARS...feeling nostalgic and did a little search for ZZUB thinking that maybe, just maybe there would be a trip report. Guess what came up in the search...THIS! SO HAPPY as I followed along on all your other trip reports. I am not sure if you remember, but we have a book we love in common...The Haunted House (by Hallmark). I am now the proud owner of three copies and have my daughter hooked on it as well. Three copies because one is mine from childhood and two I got on e-bay because well, one is to read to keep my childhood copy untouchedish (clearly I touched it a lot as a child...the bouncing skeleton head is missing it's spring and is now taped on the page) and the second is a backup just in case something happens to the first e-bay find.

Sorry to hear about The General and I give you so much credit for all you have been doing for her. I, too, am an only child and would do the same. Not everyone would. Just sayin'. A WDW vacation was definitely well needed.

Reading on - back a couple of pages - because I just found this. I will be catching up pronto.

 

[Backstage_Gal]

Mel, you keep bringing the funny. Love it!