okay MAYers get ready...
It's time for a JoBird report!
Sit back, relax, place small children on the inside, Driver we're clear to you.
Honk Honk!!
I left Northwest AR on Friday night. After a little wheeling and dealing, I ended up on an exit row on the flight with only one other man on the aisle. Not bad for a $29 fare.
The trip was uneventful, except for the little darling who insited on kicking the back of my seat and cranking the tray table up and down for 3 full hours while her Mommie dearest slept peacefully.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Landed in LAX at 9:30 Pacific. While still on the runway, I called Mark to see where he was going to meet me. "Um, baby," he says-- (I don't like the sound of that.. Um baby thing),, "Um, I'm not exactly there yet, we've been, um, delayed, and well, um, I'm still about 30 minutes or so out. We're on the way though." ("We" meaning our friend, his co worker, whose wife was on the same flight as me).
I am fuming.
I am in an unknown city with millions of people who I just know are going to pillage and plunder me wares as soon as I step off the plane.
So what do I say?
"Okay, baby. I'll see you when you get here." Sickening sweet. Puke.
I drag my luggage off the conveyor belt, step outside to.... "HONK!!! BEEP!!! $#@!$%&$%$&&$%$!!!!!!!!!!!! HONK!!!!! ^*^#$$%$%@$%%&!!!!"
My friend, a sweet little innocent from Georgia, looks at me and says "Gooood Looord". I calmly reply. "humph. Feels like New York."
In a matter of ten $%#@#!%^ and twenty minutes later, her DH comes flying up. "I lost Mark- he was right behind me, and his cell is dead."
I really wanted to shoot him at that point.
After another 10 minutes, Mark arrives. After the pleasantries pass, I get in the car, leaving him to deal with my 40 pounds of luggage, my computer bag and my Vera bag-- Haaaayy Trix) and see that he has a gps. Good thinking in this craaazy place.
So we get going, only to make a wrong turn and hear the GPS (who I named Lola) say "recalculating route".
We finally get going the right way-- according to Lola, and as we are keeping up with traffic at 11 pm on a fine Friday night in LA, Mark tells me why he's late.
He was fraternizing with the PAPARAZZI at some swank sushi place downtown when some Bentley rolls up and out pops some rapper and the PAPs go craaazy, taking pics of the star.
Um, okay, he must not have been too famous b/c no one around knews who the star was. Too bad.
Lola says "Freeway exit in 1 mile" and I say "Oh my gosh- we've been talking that long? We're in Laguna?"
And I look up to see a sign that says "DisneyWay exit..."
Mark grins his special grin and says "Wanna see
Disneyland?"
He whips down the street and there- is the tower of terror. Right there. ON the street!!!!!!!!!!!! We see the front gate... he passes it-- people are everywhere. He pulls up to....
The Fairfield Inn, right across the street from the park. The monorail whips by. I start crying.
Mark pulls up to the front, grabs my hand and takes me inside where he checks in for... 4 nights.
I'm going to Disneyland, Baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm crying, he's laughing, I'm hungry, he gets me in the room and
He tells me to wash the tears off,that he'll go get me some snacks. It's now midnight.
He comes back with cheeseburgers from McDonalds. We only eat at McD's maybe once a year. They were probably the best cheeseburgbers I've ever eaten.
So at 2 am my time, I'm munching burgers and I'm happy --- b/c Disneyland is right outside my door.
Pictures coming. Having trouble with my loader.
Next up--- it's 4 am. I've slept three hours. Wanna see Adventureland???
Jo
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- we just need to sign the papers and pray that we'll get the loan for that amount. My realtor sees no foreseeable issues - so if everything goes as planned our closing will be July 3rd! 
Scary! But super exciting! 
I'll talk to Bob about getting them out hopefully tomorrow.
Go Girl!
I haven't even begun to pack. Maybe after the garage sale this weekend. And maybe after we get a few more legal issues taken care of. . . NEVER BUY A SHORT SALE HOUSE!!! Seriously MAYers, if you don't listen to anything else I ever say, listen to that bit of advice! What an ordeal! 
DL how wonderful.
and 
Maybe another time, hopefully! 
I had a girl lined up but she just informed me that she got a job and won't have time. 
