Two doctors and their less-educated friend PTR

[willwriteforears]

Whoops, double-post

 

[willwriteforears]

It's that time again. The time that precedes every trip I take. When, a few days (or, in this case, six) out from the departure date, my meals begin to take on strange casts, induced by the need to use up spoilable foodstuffs (easily accumulated when you live alone) so they're not left in the fridge, and induced also by the lack of foodstuffs that have gone unbought because "I'll be gone for a week and there's no sense in buying it now."

We have reached the Days of Cobbled Meals. Only this time, it's slightly compounded by Memorial Day, since I will be out and about and not eating spoilable foodstuffs.

Tonight's dinner consisted of:

• Ezekiel spaghetti
• The dregs of a jar of garlic pasta sauce
• Pepperoni
• Peccorino romano cheese
• Cherries that are getting soft and the remainders of which I pray will last till tomorrow's lunch
• Several broken cashews (for some reason my brain almost ends up believing that if they're broken, the calories have fallen out)
• sauerkraut

Tomorrow's breakfast is still up in the air, but it will likely contain moo-juice, as I think my milk's sell-by date was two days ago. I also have some oj I need to check on. Normally the milk would call for cereal, but I also have some cooked oatmeal that needs to go, too. We're entering porridge/gruel territory. Where's Oliver Twist when I need him?

 

[willwriteforears]

I just gotta say--

5 days!!!!!!!!!!​

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[Lady Lallie]

I just gotta say--

5 days!!!!!!!!!!​

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Woooo Hooooo!!

 

[Tinkerbellarella]

Has he been with you?

No. He's mostly gone with his family that used to live in FL.

And an ex-girlfriend, I think, though he won't fess up to it. JERK.

Have you tried telling him how Disney has helped shape you into the woman he loves? He should at least appreciate it simply for that.

He loves me and tolerates my love for Disney and I appreciate that. He's just not into "sharing the love". I still have hopes that I can get him there with me at least once in our lifetime.

Tonight's dinner consisted of:

• Ezekiel spaghetti
• The dregs of a jar of garlic pasta sauce
• Pepperoni
• Peccorino romano cheese
• Cherries that are getting soft and the remainders of which I pray will last till tomorrow's lunch
• Several broken cashews (for some reason my brain almost ends up believing that if they're broken, the calories have fallen out)
  [*]sauerkraut

It's really the sauerkraut that makes the meal, no?

I just gotta say--

5 days!!!!!!!!!!​

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Look! My produce is excited for you too! It's a banana party!!!

 

[If U Had Wings]

It's that time again. The time that precedes every trip I take. When, a few days (or, in this case, six) out from the departure date, my meals begin to take on strange casts, induced by the need to use up spoilable foodstuffs (easily accumulated when you live alone) so they're not left in the fridge, and induced also by the lack of foodstuffs that have gone unbought because "I'll be gone for a week and there's no sense in buying it now."

Too funny. This is me every time I go away. How in the world do you accumulate such a large assortment of odds and ends in the fridge? It always amazes me.

He loves me and tolerates my love for Disney and I appreciate that. He's just not into "sharing the love". I still have hopes that I can get him there with me at least once in our lifetime.

I think some kind of bribery or something is in order. Maybe plan a trip with less parks, and more other stuff - water sprites, parasailing etc. If he's a baseball fan, maybe take off for some spring training while you are down there. (Non-Disney stuff). Once you get him to give it an okay you can slowly work up the Disney quotent. Or go to some horrid place he loves and then he'll owe you. Tell him he's never been to Disney with you and that will make all the difference.

Seriously though I'm truly baffled by the non-Disney section of the population. What causes such an affliction? Where they attacked by wild mice and ducks in their youth? Does the high pitch of Mickey's voice cause them to writhe in pain? I don't get it!

 

[Lady Lallie]

No. He's mostly gone with his family that used to live in FL.

And an ex-girlfriend, I think, though he won't fess up to it. JERK.

He loves me and tolerates my love for Disney and I appreciate that. He's just not into "sharing the love". I still have hopes that I can get him there with me at least once in our lifetime.

I think some kind of bribery or something is in order. Maybe plan a trip with less parks, and more other stuff - water sprites, parasailing etc. If he's a baseball fan, maybe take off for some spring training while you are down there. (Non-Disney stuff). Once you get him to give it an okay you can slowly work up the Disney quotent. Or go to some horrid place he loves and then he'll owe you. Tell him he's never been to Disney with you and that will make all the difference.

Seriously though I'm truly baffled by the non-Disney section of the population. What causes such an affliction? Where they attacked by wild mice and ducks in their youth? Does the high pitch of Mickey's voice cause them to writhe in pain? I don't get it!

I have to agree. I think it would make all the difference in the WORLD to take a trip to Disney with YOU. We must come up with a plan for you to trick....ahem...convince him to go to WDW with you.

 

[willwriteforears]

I have to agree. I think it would make all the difference in the WORLD to take a trip to Disney with YOU. We must come up with a plan for you to trick....ahem...convince him to go to WDW with you.

Ooh, that could be a Pre-Trip report in itself! ...Just one with no confirmed departure date. "DISers help Tinkerbellarella Plot to Get BF to WDW: A Pre-Trip Report."

Okay, the title could use some work. But the wheels, they are a-turnin'.

 

[Charleston Princess]

Don't know why it took me so long to see that you had a PTR! I'm always the last to arrive!

Happy Dance for four days!!!

BTW, you have my dream job -- being an editor! I would love to do that! Well, my real dream job is to be a writer, but my back-up dream job is to be an editor!

 

[willwriteforears]

All right, so I'm a morning person. Way too much of a morning person. So much a morning person that even though my alarm is set for 5:15, 90% of the time my body insists on waking up at 4am, as if it's concerned that I will sleep not just for the next hour and fifteen minutes, but two hours and fifteen minutes, thereby missing my alarm, arriving late at work, and getting yelled at by my boss. This has never happened. To which my body clock replies, "Yeah, because I make sure it doesn't happen."

At some point my body clock and I may come to fisticuffs over its proclivities, but right now I just sorta deal with it.

Except that I've started waking up at 3am instead of 4, and I haven't been able to doze, like I normally do after waking at 4. Instead my brain first goes "Woo hoo! X amount of days till Disney!" That, I don't mind. But then it goes into:

"Hmm, did you ever make clear to Nevi and Melneth that the Crystal Palace is a character buffet? Are they okay with that?"

and

"Are you really sure you want to bring that tankini? The top was a bit loose when you tried it on, and if UG says that women can lose their tops at some of the slides at the water parks..."*

or

"Is it possible to fit in both Prince Caspian and Indiana Jones before the trip? Maybe, with the holiday....

Then we mustn't forget

"Crap! You only have X days to finish that synopsis and first chapter of your novel for that contest before Disney! You must work on that!"

Seriously. I'd be much more able to deal with all these random thoughts if my body clock let me get my usual 6.5 hours of sleep so I'm functioning semi-normally. If anyone has a spork so I can poke it into submission, I'd be much obliged.

But-- 4 days!

*Not definitely a concern since a water park is only a maybe for the morning of June 1. But nonetheless I purchased myself a new tankini top at Kohl's this morning.

 

[Lady Lallie]

Ooh, that could be a Pre-Trip report in itself! ...Just one with no confirmed departure date. "DISers help Tinkerbellarella Plot to Get BF to WDW: A Pre-Trip Report."

Okay, the title could use some work. But the wheels, they are a-turnin'.

Excellent idea! I fully endorse this, Tink.

 

[Charleston Princess]

I wake up all the time wondering about various Disney dilemmas -- like if gas goes about four dollars a gallon will that cut into my souvie money?

You should definitely seriously consider a water park -- we had such a blast at Typhoon Lagoon!!!

 

[Lady Lallie]

I have a blasted internal alarm clock as well, as I have the silly fear of being late to work as well. Not only does it wake me between 2am and 3am, mine likes to wake me up approx. 3 minutes before the alarm, can't I just have those three minutes of dreamed disney bliss?

 

[willwriteforears]

Don't know why it took me so long to see that you had a PTR! I'm always the last to arrive!

Welcome! No worries about being late. There will be the trip report! Bwa ha ha ha ha!

Happy Dance for four days!!!

Thank you for the dancing produce!

BTW, you have my dream job -- being an editor! I would love to do that! Well, my real dream job is to be a writer, but my back-up dream job is to be an editor!

It's educational publishing, which is... interesting. I didn't realize the vast amount of work that goes into preparing a curriculum for publication before I had this job. Frankly, I probably would prefer editing trade books, but I'd really have to live in NY for that, and I heart Colorado.

Anyway, my dream job is also to be a writer. I wasn't writing for a while, but NaNoWriMo got me back into it last year, and now I'm going through the edit on a novel I'd like to shop around when I have it done. If I could make just enough to live on, I'd be happy.

 

[Lady Lallie]

Did you happen to purchase your Fit Flops today?

 

[Charleston Princess]

Welcome! No worries about being late. There will be the trip report! Bwa ha ha ha ha!

Goody, goody, goody -- I love trip reports! (Rubbing hands gleefully in delight).

Thank you for the dancing produce!

Gotta love it! Must be a hold over from my Muppet Show upbringing, but I am a sucker for dancing/singing food.

It's educational publishing, which is... interesting. I didn't realize the vast amount of work that goes into preparing a curriculum for publication before I had this job. Frankly, I probably would prefer editing trade books, but I'd really have to live in NY for that, and I heart Colorado.

Anyway, my dream job is also to be a writer. I wasn't writing for a while, but NaNoWriMo got me back into it last year, and now I'm going through the edit on a novel I'd like to shop around when I have it done. If I could make just enough to live on, I'd be happy.

Okay, I'll admit that when I dream about editing it is not educational publishing. Although you do have my kudos because I am on the receiving end of all that educational publishing, and it boggles my mind when I think about what must go into getting those textbooks and all those supplemental materials into print!

 

[willwriteforears]

Did you happen to purchase your Fit Flops today?

Nope. Made it out to Kohl's, but not to Macy's. Maybe tomorrow--or I could also go to DSW. They're offering 500 bonus rewards points for every purchase, and I have a $10 reward certificate for having spent much of my funds there previously. We shall see.

 

[willwriteforears]

Okay, I'll admit that when I dream about editing it is not educational publishing.

Y'know, I don't think anyone envisions going into educational publishing when they think about becoming an editor!

Although you do have my kudos because I am on the receiving end of all that educational publishing, and it boggles my mind when I think about what must go into getting those textbooks and all those supplemental materials into print!

Oh, I think a curriculum is only as good as the teacher who implements it. From what I've read on your PTR, you truly care about your kids and helping them to learn--and people like you make the best teachers! So my hat's off to you. And since there's no hats-off smiley, here's a cheerleader instead.

 

[Lady Lallie]

Nope. Made it out to Kohl's, but not to Macy's. Maybe tomorrow--or I could also go to DSW. They're offering 500 bonus rewards points for every purchase, and I have a $10 reward certificate for having spent much of my funds there previously. We shall see.

I'm really intrigued by the fit flops, I had never heard of them until you posted about them. You will have to give a review if you do buy them.

 

[willwriteforears]

I'm really intrigued by the fit flops, I had never heard of them until you posted about them. You will have to give a review if you do buy them.

Sorry, LL, after a much busier holiday weekend than I anticipated, and then realizing I'd already spent more than I thought, I decided I have to forego the FitFlops. Even this morning, I thought to myself (channeling the Igor part of my id/ego/superego), "Y'know, there's a Macy's on the way home from work..."

And then Achmed chimed in with, "You've spent lots of money already, will be spending lots more, AND you've still got a lot of packing to do."

And Flo agreed with Achmed. Igor can't win all the time.