They Call Me MISTER PIG- He Said, She Said (9/1 Lights, Thunder, Fantasmic? Page 47)

[hidmickey:myantidrug]

Great installments...I'm really looking forward to this one!

 

[coteau_chick]

I can't wait to hear more

 

[Nicole786]

awesome!

 

[dreamer17555]

The title of your trip report caught my eye. I am looking forward to reading along.

He came up with the title. He is slightly Lion King obsessed. He quotes it non stop! Anyway I hope you enjoy it.

-Becca-

 

[VanniGirl]

Great start! Looking forward to more.

 

[dreamer17555]

We wanted to thank Nicole786, Coteau Chick, Hidmickey:myanitdrug, Kovu and Kiara, Northern Disney Girl, Meloneyb21, Mickeefan, SSmerdel, Chcmama, Disney-inspired, Slunderwood, Tinkash2001, Dolce, ILMickey, MouserMom, Davis’mom, Woosie, VanniGirl and any lurkers for reading!

 

[AGPrincess]

Sounds like fun! BTW, I love Jane Austen too!

 

[dreamer17555]

Sounds like fun! BTW, I love Jane Austen too!

Isn't she fab? I swear He really loves the Kiera Nightly movie version but I keep begging for him to read the book. He has no clue what he is missing out on.

-Becca-

 

[bluedolph1n]

Great start!

Kind regards, Sandra

 

[MinnieMO]

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something tells me this is going to be good

 

[Northern Disney Girl]

This is so great! More please! Don't keep us waiting! I so love this format of He said, She said!

 

[dreamer17555]

Where will I ever find someone who can fill me up with GAS?

He Said

While comfortably cruising through South Carolina (making great time mind you) we suddenly felt the need to cut the silence with this wonderful conversation.

He Said – Aren’t you allergic to bees?
She Said – Yes. Very. Like death becomes me allergic! (He should know that!)
He Said – That looks like a bee. (Heroic motioning to the insect buzzing near the back of the van)
She Said – Oh my God, get it out!! (He Said – This was between a shrill screech… and a scream. I’m not sure which, either way it was awful.)

Another pit stop. Not for gas. Not for snacks. Not for pee. We stopped for a bee. I pulled over to the side of the road, and was forced out of the vehicle. The Cat had no idea what was going on. I’m pretty sure “Be Our Guest” doesn’t apply to bees. Either way, she was quite happy with Beauty and the Beast. She would have screamed, threw a fit, and most likely would have instantly developed an obsession with bees and the death following a sting. Fortunately, the bee was close to the hatch, and I used a pillow to usher said bee outside, several hundred miles from home I’m sure. I must say, this was a missed opportunity to get rid of She. She is deathly allergic to bees. It would have been murder by bee. Too bad it was a wasp. Maybe next time.

We stopped for gas (pee) shortly thereafter. EL CHEAPO gas station was across the street. Somehow, the gas station we were filling at was less expensive. I think a name change is in order. The next few EL CHEAPO’s were even more expensive. (El Expensivo’s?)

We stopped in Savanna for food. (Pee.) McDonald’s again. Sigh.

She Said – Yes McDonald's twice! No judging! Its my own kid I am screwing up so not to worry! Anyway they had Princess Pirate Party happy meals… That makes me a better parent, right? Actually that stupid Happy meal came with some stupid gem (and some cute gloves) that stupid gem had things you could put inside of it, except The Cat couldn’t do it. So who do you think got stuck taking things in and out of it? Yup Me! About a million times later of “Mommy, can you help get this picture out and put this one in?” that little gem got magically lost in the van never to be heard from again!

He Said- Moving on… Have you ever been to Georgia? I can tell you all about it. There are roughly 60,000 road cones along I-95. “Welcome to Georgia. Enjoy one of our complimentary road cones.” What a dump. Fortunately for us, we were moving along well enough to not suffer every excruciating detail of swamp, trees, highway, and construction paraphernalia. The people traveling north, however, were not so lucky. Over the course of 80 miles, we saw three complete traffic stops, miles of traffic at Grandma Speed, and more congestion than a kindergarten class. I feel bad for those people.

We made fun of them the entire time. We even debated the idea of making signs to warn people of their impending doom, but we didn’t think they would take kindly to signs like “Get off at the next exit! Once you pass the exit, Little Johnny will need to pee and you’ll have to resist the urge to bash his head in for the next 50 miles!”

She Said – This is a great example why one should never go to Disney during Easter break. All the plates were from out of state, and roughly 50% were minivans. We felt for those poor people.

He Said - Better them than us.

Welcome to Florida! I had never been to Florida before. The palm trees were really tall, not short and stubby like the ones in Myrtle Beach.

The drive was getting long, and The Cat was starting to complain. Par for the course. Florida is a long state. It’s exactly one million miles long. I looked it up on Wikipedia. Walt Disney World was still hours away, and once again we were running low on fuel. Daytona is not for travelers. We paid 20 cents more per gallon for gas than we did in South Carolina.

Finally, after many hours of driving we arrive at El Cheapo’s grand resort (Quality Inn at Main Gate). I checked us in, and once we opened the door to our room, I smelled something. Becky smelled a lot of something, really bad. She wanted to complain, a lot. A whole lot. I then swore I couldn’t smell anything, and that it was all in her head. She’s hardheaded.

She Said – He totally smelled that crap. It was moldiest, nastiest smell ever!

He Said – No, I didn’t smell that moldy poocrap smell, totally in your head, Sweetie.

She started to gag and made hairball noises. I had to think quick or she was going to die. (Or throw a fit back at the Hotel Office where I’m sure someone else would have died) I rallied the troops and took them to Downtown Disney, saving the day! Yes, I saved the day!

She Said- Hey that was totally my idea!

He Said- It was her idea.

On the next webisode of MISTER Pig…The Great Food Fight of ‘08!

 

[coteau_chick]

I loooooooooooved the installment. You both are so funny. This is fun

My teenage daughter Courtney is not allergic to bees but deathly afraid. She hates all bugs. The other day I found out that she had been sun tanning on the roof of our two story house . She was doing this right next to the dormer where I know for a fact that dh saw a wasp nest If one of those wasps would have come out of the nest she would have fell off the roof trying to get away.

When she was little she wanted her bike in the shed. I told her she had to wait for daddy to come home from work. I told her I was scared of the wasps in the shed. She said, " Moma, don't be scared wasp-ez don't bite they just lick Now I wonder where she learned to be afraid of bees and wasps.

 

[Northern Disney Girl]

This is so much fun! You guys so totally rock this TR! I hope that the yucky smells in your room didn't bring you down for too long! I hate yucky smells! Hope you have a great weekend and find some time to write more!

 

[LuccaDrake]

EWWW....Moldy smell! I hope things turn out all right, but I have a feeling that El Cheapo hotel will be brought up to HE throughout the rest of your trip. lol. Definitely enjoying this hilarious TR and loved the Jane Austen reference! If you really want to torment HE make him watch "The Jane Austen Book Club". Can't wait for more of your TR!

~Beka~

 

[tinawv]

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[Stacybaeasm]

Ok, you hooked me. I'm in.

 

[MAJ RN]

Subbing!! Can't wait to read more about your trip

 

[dizluvah]

Thanks for writing your TR - I am loving it.

 

[hidmickey:myantidrug]

Great concept, great humor - I'm loving this!