Tinkerbellarella
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Meet the unstoppable force:
Cute, huh?
What makes this larger-than-life rodent an unstoppable force? This IS the DIS. I dont think I really have to explain it in any great detail, except to say how many of your hard-earned dollars are now in the Mouses wallet, hmmm?
No judgment. The Mouse has enough of my money to put himself, Minnie and Pluto through Harvard Med School. Twice.
And now meet the immovable object, my BF:
(The peace sign, I KNOW. Don't ask. He's just so "gangsta". LOL!)
Ok, I SWEAR hes cuter. His face isnt quite so...RED.
Those of you who know me in real life know that. I just dont know that he wants his face splashed all over the DIS.
What makes him the immovable object? Well, Ive known and been with BF, for all intents and purposes, for 13 years. In all our years of friendship, and in 9+ years of our relationship, hes NEVER. GONE. TO. DISNEY. WITH. ME.
Let me break that down for you.
Since 1997-ish, when BF and I first got close, Ive been on TEN Disney trips. Some with friends, some solo, some with family. He came on none of those.
Zip.
Zero.
Zilch.
Nada.
One less than one.
Hes never, as you can see by the countless trips Ive taken, stopped me from taking trips and indulging in my Happy Place. But whenever I asked him to come along, Eh, Im just not into it.

Disney-loving men are a rare breed, though Im happy to say I see more and more of them every day. I was really, REALLY sad, that as a Disney-loving woman, I hadnt attracted one in kind of the opposite sex. But that doesnt mean I wasnt determined.
Lemme esplain.
No, that will take too long.
Lemme sum up.
Disney was given to me by my grandparents. I lost my grandmother at a young age and some of my strongest memories of her live at Disney. I travel there solo (by choice) a lot and when I travel with friends to Disney, its usually with those with whom I want to share that special kind of magic. Naturally, I wanted to share that with the man I love.
He, however, also has family memories of Disney, and the last time he went was with a family member who was like a younger sister to him that he ultimately lost at the VERY young age of 22. I think he felt like Disney was tainted for him. So I didnt push.
Instead, I nudged.
First, with lots of Disney trivia (trivia's a total "in" in our house - we watch Jeopardy and compete with each other).
Then, with a dinner at California Grill during a trip to that OTHER place in Orlando.
Im not silly, I knew my way to Disney was through my mans stomach.
That planted seed grew. I nurtured it and it flourished into a weeklong trip for September 2010, complete with Hopper passes and Deluxe Dining. And he was excited! (Ok, maybe not as much as I was but the man was happy to come along and I wasnt squawking at that.)
The trip was .
::drumroll, please::
A solo one.
Yup, BF didnt go. But for very good reason. He was hired as a
for a nearby city and one of his last exams before starting the academy was scheduled smack dab in the middle of our vacation and couldnt be changed. For a million reasons I wont get into, the trip couldnt be moved and BF encouraged me to go on my own, saying I really needed the time off and that wed just book another trip in the spring. I had a sneaking suspicion he was doing the Running Man every time I turned my back, thinking hed dodged another Disney bullet.
But, in the vein of the dream that you wish coming true
The trip WAS rebooked: 2/25/11-3/5/11
While it wasnt the same trip as September had been meant to be (minus Deluxe Dining and the Halloween Party, and with the addition of a 5K and a DVC point rental), it was a trip. THE trip.
OUR FIRST TRIP TOGETHER.
So, what happened, says you.
Is BF now a DVC-covetin', Mickey Mouse lovin convert?
Did he return from the trip, vowing never ever to return, for fear of committing a crime of rodent strangulation?
Is he actually STILL at the Boma breakfast buffet, wolfing down carved meats and chocolate croissants like its his job?
You'll just have to read along to find out, says I.


Cute, huh?
What makes this larger-than-life rodent an unstoppable force? This IS the DIS. I dont think I really have to explain it in any great detail, except to say how many of your hard-earned dollars are now in the Mouses wallet, hmmm?
No judgment. The Mouse has enough of my money to put himself, Minnie and Pluto through Harvard Med School. Twice.
And now meet the immovable object, my BF:

(The peace sign, I KNOW. Don't ask. He's just so "gangsta". LOL!)
Ok, I SWEAR hes cuter. His face isnt quite so...RED.

What makes him the immovable object? Well, Ive known and been with BF, for all intents and purposes, for 13 years. In all our years of friendship, and in 9+ years of our relationship, hes NEVER. GONE. TO. DISNEY. WITH. ME.
Let me break that down for you.
Since 1997-ish, when BF and I first got close, Ive been on TEN Disney trips. Some with friends, some solo, some with family. He came on none of those.
Zip.
Zero.
Zilch.
Nada.
One less than one.
Hes never, as you can see by the countless trips Ive taken, stopped me from taking trips and indulging in my Happy Place. But whenever I asked him to come along, Eh, Im just not into it.

Disney-loving men are a rare breed, though Im happy to say I see more and more of them every day. I was really, REALLY sad, that as a Disney-loving woman, I hadnt attracted one in kind of the opposite sex. But that doesnt mean I wasnt determined.
Lemme esplain.
No, that will take too long.
Lemme sum up.
Disney was given to me by my grandparents. I lost my grandmother at a young age and some of my strongest memories of her live at Disney. I travel there solo (by choice) a lot and when I travel with friends to Disney, its usually with those with whom I want to share that special kind of magic. Naturally, I wanted to share that with the man I love.
He, however, also has family memories of Disney, and the last time he went was with a family member who was like a younger sister to him that he ultimately lost at the VERY young age of 22. I think he felt like Disney was tainted for him. So I didnt push.
Instead, I nudged.
First, with lots of Disney trivia (trivia's a total "in" in our house - we watch Jeopardy and compete with each other).
Then, with a dinner at California Grill during a trip to that OTHER place in Orlando.
Im not silly, I knew my way to Disney was through my mans stomach.

That planted seed grew. I nurtured it and it flourished into a weeklong trip for September 2010, complete with Hopper passes and Deluxe Dining. And he was excited! (Ok, maybe not as much as I was but the man was happy to come along and I wasnt squawking at that.)
The trip was .
::drumroll, please::
A solo one.
Yup, BF didnt go. But for very good reason. He was hired as a

But, in the vein of the dream that you wish coming true
The trip WAS rebooked: 2/25/11-3/5/11
While it wasnt the same trip as September had been meant to be (minus Deluxe Dining and the Halloween Party, and with the addition of a 5K and a DVC point rental), it was a trip. THE trip.
OUR FIRST TRIP TOGETHER.
So, what happened, says you.
Is BF now a DVC-covetin', Mickey Mouse lovin convert?
Did he return from the trip, vowing never ever to return, for fear of committing a crime of rodent strangulation?
Is he actually STILL at the Boma breakfast buffet, wolfing down carved meats and chocolate croissants like its his job?
You'll just have to read along to find out, says I.
