Two HotT College Chicks and a Cowboy Take on the World

[blue_river]

The pressure's on. You're now officially meeting me tomorrow night and I have high standards. Hollywood doesn't know you're coming though so she won't have to be there to protect me from yet another online freak.

Have a great time you two!!! Wish I was going also

I don't want to go home!!!!!!! Believe me, I don't. I want to stay and meet my Lisa and Bluester!

Maybe next year

Bring on some more funnies you two

 

[babynurse1]

1. Yes, Elisabeth and I are professionals. That's a good one. Professional idiots, maybe!


2. Ladies, right, I forgot. So if the story was only PG-13 when I come to your house to ride horses since your son is 12 (basically 13) are you okay with me sharing it with him?

1. Speak for yourself.

2. Sure?

I am here.
Nursebabe, sorry it took me so long. Nice to meet you PJ.

Haley! Glad you have graced us with your presence!! Did you know you were on post 71? Just trying to be helpful


UtahM: This is a VERY tough crowd, and the bathroom story is sooo not funny now. It's been built up too much. But I'm still gonna share, b/c I like y'all that much.

Next installment coming up now....

 

[babynurse1]

Sadly, we leave my favorite ride. We pass through Frontierland. Dh mentions that he actually likes "The Hall of Presidents". PJ and Hollywood were so not impressed with that. They said their mother would force them to sit through that b/c they were taken out of school to go to WDW. I inform them that my kids kinda liked it too. And that I find it interesting and a nice break from the hustle and bustle of the MK. Maybe we just appreciate our great nation more than some.

Soooo, I really want to go on Haunted Mansion. B/C I'm fearless that way. But, it's closed. "Gee, I wish I knew somebody who worked here."@@

We head toward Fantasyland and stop at "It's a Small World". Hmmm, should we ride? I determine that it is indeed a rite of passage.

We get on the ride. Were the 3 hotT chicks singing? I'll never tell.

See, the calm relaxed look on Hollywood's face? She's loving me, I can feel it. This pic I'm not liking so much. The Florida humidity is messing with my hair and skin. But what could be better than to be in the MK? not much.

Hollywood really is a wealth of Disney knowledge. And what she doesn't know, she makes it up.

She asks me "Did you know the United States is only represented twice in IASW?"

I actually knew this one. "And did you know one of them is a cowboy?"

Hollywood is impressed. or annoyed. She's a well, a hard read.

I tell Hollywood I'm impressed with her wealth of knowledge. I tell her she needs to eat something, she's too thin.

Hollywood says she likes me. I tell her that she's a really cool big sister. She smiles. I tell her she's a great actress. The smile disappears. "ok, you're laying it on a little too thick." I stop.

We head to Monsters Inc. but make a pit stop to powder our noses.

I see PJ go in before me. After I use the facilities, I proceed to the sink to wash my hands. I glance in the mirror and see what I think is PJ's shirt hanging over the stall door. Oko, that threw me.
W. T. Heck? Why? Why? Why would the shirt be discarded and flung haphazardly over the stall door? I'm picturing George Constanza from "Seinfeld" If you don't watch "Seinfeld", well then shame on you!

I continue washing my hands, thinking, pondering.. Do I say something to her? Pretend I never saw it? Knock on the door and ask if everything is ok? I'm lost in my thoughts. The people behind me must have thought I was OCD, the hand washing continued.

I glance up again, and see PJ walk out of another stall. oh, heh. It's not her. I told her that I thought she took her shirt off and pointed at the stall door.

She looks at me like I'm a complete idiot. Staring at me like that is the most asinine statement to ever come out of my mouth. BUT, in my defense it was the same shirt AND the stall right next to hers. I don't know PJ THAT well. Maybe she enjoys taking her shirt off in public restrooms.

I wish you could have heard the tone of her voice. "WHAT...did you think....I was doing...with my shirt OFF?"

I stare at her silently. She's going to be a great teacher, I almost stuck out my hands so she could smack them with a ruler. I don't answer the question. Do we really want to contemplate what she could have been doing? I thought not.

 

[babynurse1]

When we walk outside, Hollywood is in an uproar.

"Some woman just ran over my toe with her stroller!!!" she exclaims.

"NOBODY PANIC. I'M A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL."

Hollywood ain't laughing. Mr. Trollop confirms the toe smashing incident. Apparently, there was plenty of room, but Big Bully Stroller Lady decided her baby toting transportation apparatus needed to occupy the same exact space as Hollywood's toe.

I throw Hollywood a pity party, and tell her Big Bully Stroller Lady is psycho. I get out my handy dandy notebook and "Cars" pen and tell her, I'll put the stroller story in my TR. Poor, poor Hollywood (said like the Darling children in "Peter Pan" Pooooor Nana. If you haven't seen "Peter Pan" well then TRIPLE shame on you). How could that mean lady possibly do that? The cruelty! The rudeness! The injustice of it all. Somebody deserves an Academy Award for that performance, and it ain't Hollywood.

We're back on track now. We stop to get a fastpass at Buzz.

See, Hollywood being Hollywood again? Guess that toe ain't hurt too bad.
Does anybody notice the ONE person not getting a fastpass in these pics? Hee hee hee. I'm such a wonderfu person that people just long to do things for me. I tell them it really isn't necessary, but they just insist.

Sooo, we decide to try out the new Monsters Inc show.

Mr. Trollop tells a PG-13 story, but I never notice. This is probably due to the fact that PJ told me to snap this pic, and I ALWAYS do what I'm told.

Can you believe the MK was not sparkling clean? I swear, I'm going to start a thread about how my trip was ruined d/t this nonmagical moment.

At this point, shoes may or may not have slipped off one of the hotT college chicks feet. BUT, I will say that IF this should occur, don't you think you're traveling party should at least slow down and wait for you? OR should they keep walking, forcing the hotT college chick to pick up her shoe and scramble to catch up barefoot? This is a completely hypothetical situation, of course. NEVER happened.

Monsters Inc. was cute-ish. I think Turtle Talk with Crush is much much cuter. But I think my ds's 8 & 6 would really like Monsters. Hollywood summed it up correctly as "underwhelming" But there was a very cute and shy little girl named Daniella, from Mexico, who got to talk to one of the monsters. She was the best part of that attraction.

 

[babynurse1]

It wasn't quite time to use our Buzz FP, so PJ suggests Tomorrowland Transit Authority aka TTA. Mr. Trollop decides he needs a beverage, and opts to sit this one out. Are we proving too much for him already? While Monsters Inc, was certainly underwhelming, I'm thinking his 3 female traveling companions are the exact opposite.

So, here we are riding. 'Cept there's not a picture of me. B/c nobody offered to take one. But truth be told, I am so A-O.K. with that. I hate my picture taken. I hate posting my picture. I don't even know why I'm writing this TR. I was forced to sign a legal document saying I would post pics and I would complete a TR. We should have a code word or something when we are posting
under duress. I'm really not shackled to a computer in PJ's basement or anything. Really. CODE BAMBI, I repeat, CODE BAMBI *help*

Anyhoo, I snap a pic from the TTA, and continue smiling and nodding at Hollywood's wealth of Disney knowledge.

PJ "flashes" her Buzz FastPasses at me. I ain't sayin' where she's been hidin' 'em.

We try to head to Buzz, but Mr. Trollop has been lazily sipping on that Frozen Coke. Oko, fine. I'll admit it. I get a tad impatient. SOMETIMES. "Down the coke, buddy." Buzz is almost to infinity. In fact, he may already be "and beyond" by now. Mr. Trollop s-l-o-w-l-y sips the frozen coke. It's killin' me and he knows it. Smartypants (dis friendly). Anybody who knows me knows I love a smartypants. So, I ALLOW him to finish. In peace. sort of.

Since, NOBODY will take our picture, I have to snap one when the ride ends.

btw, Mr. Trollop actually beats the 3 ladies, but he always was goog with a gun.

After Buzz, Hollywood decides she needs to get her beauty sleep, so they *finally* leave, and Mr. Trollop and I have the MK all to ourselves (and 100,000 strangers)

Before, PJ leaves, I clarify the meeting time and place. Chef Mickey's 7:30 a.m. Be there or be square. ((hugs))

 

[PrincessJasmine08]

Okay, I want to comment on everything because it's completely cracking me up but I'm thinkin that'll annoy everyone involved so I'll refrain. I'll just pick a few things. Seriosuly though, nursebabe....you are an EXCELLENT writer!!!!!! You're better at this than me because of your mad writing skillz! (am I laying it on too thick?)

We get on the ride. Were the 3 hotT chicks singing? I'll never tell.

See, the calm relaxed look on Hollywood's face? She's loving me, I can feel it. This pic I'm not liking so much. The Florida humidity is messing with my hair and skin. But what could be better than to be in the MK? not much.

I am really liking this picture. And if I told you once I told you a million times...you have the best hair EVER! It looked good even in the Florida humidity. You have issues.

Hollywood really is a wealth of Disney knowledge. And what she doesn't know, she makes it up.

There's the real truth. Probably half the useless stuff she's told me is made up. How would I ever know the difference?

I see PJ go in before me. After I use the facilities, I proceed to the sink to wash my hands. I glance in the mirror and see what I think is PJ's shirt hanging over the stall door. Oko, that threw me.
W. T. Heck? Why? Why? Why would the shirt be discarded and flung haphazardly over the stall door? I'm picturing George Constanza from "Seinfeld" If you don't watch "Seinfeld", well then shame on you!

I continue washing my hands, thinking, pondering.. Do I say something to her? Pretend I never saw it? Knock on the door and ask if everything is ok? I'm lost in my thoughts. The people behind me must have thought I was OCD, the hand washing continued.

I glance up again, and see PJ walk out of another stall. oh, heh. It's not her. I told her that I thought she took her shirt off and pointed at the stall door.

She looks at me like I'm a complete idiot. Staring at me like that is the most asinime statement to ever come out of my mouth. BUT, in my defense it was the same shirt AND the stall right next to hers. I don't know PJ THAT well. Maybe she enjoys taking her shirt off in public restrooms.

I wish you could have heard the tone of her voice. "WHAT...did you think....I was doing...with my shirt OFF?"

I stare at her silently. She's going to be a great teacher, I almost stuck out my hands so she could smack them with a ruler. I don't answer the question. Do we really want to contemplate what she could have been doing? I thought not.

OKay, I've never laughed so hard in my life!!!!! Well, maybe that was an exaggeration. It wasn't quite the ab workout that the monkey lady story was but man...you are funny!!! And here I thought the story wasn't going to come across as that amusing!

I am just going to point out that the shirt that nursebabe accused me of taking off was a white tank top. The one I had under my actual shirt I was wearing. Just how many people do you think had on white tank tops in the MK? Take a guess. Like a million. And this woman decides the one white tank top she sees just HAS to be mine. You must really think I'm wIerd to make that assumption.

 

[babynurse1]

1. (am I laying it on too thick?)


2. OKay, I've never laughed so hard in my life!!!!! Well, maybe that was an exaggeration.

3. I am just going to point out that the shirt that nursebabe accused me of taking off was a white tank top. The one I had under my actual shirt I was wearing. Just how many people do you think had on white tank tops in the MK? Take a guess. Like a million. And this woman decides the one white tank top she sees just HAS to be mine. You must really think I'm wIerd to make that assumption.

1. no, not at all. you're JUST fine. hee hee hee

2. yeah, ya think?

3. yes, but not everybody has a white tank top in size hotT. See the subtle difference?

 

[PrincessJasmine08]

When we walk outside, Hollywood is in an uproar.

"Some woman just ran over my toe with her stroller!!!" she exclaims.

"NOBODY PANIC. I'M A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL."

OH. MY. GOSH. AS IF!!!! Goog joke, nursebabe.

p.s. Hollywood's a tad bit on the dramatic side. I'm sure the woman barely touched her toe.

Does anybody notice the ONE person not getting a fastpass in these pics? Hee hee hee. I'm such a wonderfu person that people just long to do things for me. I tell them it really isn't necessary, but they just insist.

Do you want to make me physically ill? I think it's more like you're unwilling to contribute to the efforts of the trip so everyone else has to do all the work.

You goof, I can't believe you included this. lol. For reals. Yes, my friends, our magical moment that we were having was totally ruined by said spilled popcorn.

At this point, shoes may or may not have slipped off one of the hotT college chicks feet. BUT, I will say that IF this should occur, don't you think you're traveling party should at least slow down and wait for you? OR should they keep walking, forcing the hotT college chick to pick up her shoe and scramble to catch up barefoot? This is a completely hypothetical situation, of course. NEVER happened.

I have no further comments on the rest of this story nor do I have additional pictures of the event to share. A trollop never tells.

 

[PrincessJasmine08]

Are we proving too much for him already? While Monsters Inc, was certainly underwhelming, I'm thinking his 3 female traveling companions are the exact opposite.

So just to clarify he lasted less than one full day with us. Impressive on our part!

So, here we are riding. 'Cept there's not a picture of me. B/c nobody offered to take one.

What was I supposed to read your mind that you wanted your picture taken? Speak up, woman! And btw what are Hollywood and I doing? She's like in my lap and I'm grabbing her hand or something? What was going on?

I don't even know why I'm writing this TR. I was forced to sign a legal document saying I would post pics and I would complete a TR. We should have a code word or something when we are posting
under duress. I'm really not shackled to a computer in PJ's basement or anything. Really. CODE BAMBI, I repeat, CODE BAMBI *help*

I would just like to take one brief moment to CLARIFY. When we were on IASW nursebabe got the idea to write a TR. I was like "are you sure?" Because I thought it would be boring without pictures and I know SOME people *cough* Elis *cough* either refuse to post their picture at all or make it go poof within 5 seconds of posting it. Her idea. I was just roped into it. Roped? Get it? SO enough with your Code Bambi or I'm gonna go Donald on you.

PJ "flashes" her Buzz FastPasses at me. I ain't sayin' where she's been hidin' 'em.

You can kinda see where I've been hidin' 'em if you look at the picture of Hollywood and me on the TTA. I'm just sayin'

We try to head to Buzz, but Mr. Trollop has been lazily sipping on that Frozen Coke. Oko, fine. I'll admit it. I get a tad impatient. SOMETIMES. "Down the coke, buddy." Buzz is almost to infinity. In fact, he may already be "and beyond" by now. Mr. Trollop s-l-o-w-l-y sips the frozen coke. It's killin' me and he knows it. Smartypants (dis friendly). Anybody who knows me knows I love a smartypants. So, I ALLOW him to finish. In peace. sort of.

You have a truth telling problem. I won't call you a liar, but you have issues with telling the truth. What really happened is she pressured him so much to drink the frozen coke that he felt the need to put the beverage inside his shirt to attempt to smuggle it into the ride. It was too cold though and he couldn't take it. SO, Elisabeth drank the whole thing just to make it go away so we could go shoot the aliens on her time. Nevermind that Mr. Trollop was putting up with all us women and this was supposed to be his birthday trip, we had to follow Elisabeth's schedule!

After Buzz, Hollywood decides she needs to get her beauty sleep, so they *finally* leave, and Mr. Trollop and I have the MK all to ourselves (and 100,000 strangers)

So Hollywood was right afterall about you wanting us to leave. I'll be sure and tell her that.

 

[PrincessJasmine08]

3. yes, but not everybody has a white tank top in size hotT. See the subtle difference?

How could I have missed that? No. Wait. How could YOU have missed that?????? Seeing as how the tank top hanging over the stall door was not mine it could not have been size hotT. Gosh! (teacher face)

 

[RobInBigKC]

Sadly, we leave my favorite ride. We pass through Frontierland. Dh mentions that he actually likes "The Hall of Presidents". PJ and Hollywood were so not impressed with that. They said their mother would force them to sit through that b/c they were taken out of school to go to WDW. I inform them that my kids kinda liked it too. And that I find it interesting and a nice break from the hustle and bustle of the MK. Maybe we just appreciate our great nation more than some.

She looks at me like I'm a complete idiot. Staring at me like that is the most asinime statement to ever come out of my mouth. BUT, in my defense it was the same shirt AND the stall right next to hers. I don't know PJ THAT well. Maybe she enjoys taking her shirt off in public restrooms.

I like "The Hall of the Presidents" also although I may or may not have fallen asleep in/during it on one of our trips.



You know. Just because it didn't end up being her shirt doesn't necessarily disprove this statement -- it could still be true.

See, Hollywood being Hollywood again? Guess that toe ain't hurt too bad.
Does anybody notice the ONE person not getting a fastpass in these pics? Hee hee hee. I'm such a wonderful person that people just long to do things for me. I tell them it really isn't necessary, but they just insist.

OR you are like a few of my sons that we don't trust to carry their own Key to the Kingdom card so others HAVE to get your fast passes for you.

So, here we are riding. 'Cept there's not a picture of me. B/c nobody offered to take one. But truth be told, I am so A-O.K. with that. I hate my picture taken. I hate posting my picture. I don't even know why I'm writing this TR. I was forced to sign a legal document saying I would post pics and I would complete a TR. We should have a code word or something when we are posting under duress. I'm really not shackled to a computer in PJ's basement or anything. Really. CODE BAMBI, I repeat, CODE BAMBI *help*

PJ "flashes" her Buzz FastPasses at me. I ain't sayin' where she's been hidin' 'em.

Poor, poor nursebabe. Well, for one doing it under duress, you are doing an awesome job!

And thanks for the tip on the fastpass "storage" -- I don't know if I would have caught that on my own in the pic above. PJ can now add to that CB thread on using that piece of clothing for a storage device.

-- Rob

 

[celerystalker]

I wish you could have heard the tone of her voice. "WHAT...did you think....I was doing...with my shirt OFF?"

Hehehehe. It made me giggle.
But if I was with you guys, I'd be giving you the super silent "SHUT UP NOW PEOPLE!!!!" look.
Cuz were y'all saying this IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BATHROOM WITH THE NAKED WOMAN??????????????
She might not want to be talked about like that.
You should've waited until you left the bathroom to discuss it. Geez.

 

[lalijack]

Hooboy. I better PM you to find out what you know about me. Let me just say Elis tends to exaggerate. Probably only half of what you've heard is true. Should I figure the same for you?

Suffice to say that our nursey friend may have s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d the truth a smidge. IRL, I am sweet-natured and demure. A veritable Pollyanna. Not at all the sort of person she's depicted in her posts about me.

I'm sure that's the case with you as well.

 

[blue_river]

See, the calm relaxed look on Hollywood's face? She's loving me, I can feel it.

You're paving the way for the rest of us

Hollywood says she likes me. I tell her that she's a really cool big sister. She smiles. I tell her she's a great actress. The smile disappears. "ok, you're laying it on a little too thick." I stop.

I glance up again, and see PJ walk out of another stall. oh, heh. It's not her. I told her that I thought she took her shirt off and pointed at the stall door.

What was the other woman doing??? That is the big question!!!!

I stare at her silently. She's going to be a great teacher, I almost stuck out my hands so she could smack them with a ruler. I don't answer the question. Do we really want to contemplate what she could have been doing? I thought not.

Uhhh...I don't think I'd do that, she just might *smack* you with a ruler!!

 

[blue_river]

Hollywood ain't laughing. Mr. Trollop confirms the toe smashing incident. Apparently, there was plenty of room, but Big Bully Stroller Lady decided her baby toting transportation apparatus needed to occupy the same exact space as Hollywood's toe.

Sounds like a GAT story to me

Mr. Trollop tells a PG-13 story, but I never notice. This is probably due to the fact that PJ told me to snap this pic, and I ALWAYS do what I'm told.

Hmmmmmmm.......this is good to know

At this point, shoes may or may not have slipped off one of the hotT college chicks feet. BUT, I will say that IF this should occur, don't you think you're traveling party should at least slow down and wait for you? OR should they keep walking, forcing the hotT college chick to pick up her shoe and scramble to catch up barefoot? This is a completely hypothetical situation, of course. NEVER happened.

I am SOOOOOOOO picturing this!

(Sorry for laughing Peanut - well, not that sorry)

 

[babynurse1]

Soooo, Peej and Hollywood leave us to our own devices. I am determined to muddle through day one of this TR. I will finish it with this post.

By this time Mr. Trollop and I kinda look at each other with a "now what" look on our faces. It really is wIerd being in WDW without any baby trollops. What to do? Where to go? I suggest we just start walking. So, we meander aimlessly. Is it hot? yes. Is it crowded? yes. Do we care? absolutely not. We knew it was WDW in August. What did we expect?

We head back towards Fantasyland without a plan or a clue as to what we will be doing. I've always liked "Peter Pan's Flight". So, we get in line. I guess I don't need to tell y'all about the ride, b/c I'm assuming most of you have rode it.

We continue our slow and unplanned trek through the MK. It's kinda nice not to have an agenda. We end up at Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. The sign says one hour. What else do we have to do? Absolutely nothing.
We make our way through the line. I'm not seeing any people. This is odd. For an hour wait, you'd think there would be people. At least a few, ya know? We basically walk right down to the ride. There's a handful of people here and there, but the ride is pretty much empty. I have no clue as to how we stumbled on this little surprise, but it's a welcomed one.

Dh snaps a pic. We manage to get the front row. That's kinda cool. Haven't ridden in the front in years.

The ride is great. Adding to the greatness was a little boy behind us about 7 yrs. old. It's his first time on the ride. He is ecstatic. He keeps hollering and screaming and his laughter is causing me to have the giggles. AND it makes me miss my own kiddos. mommy guilt is creeping back. Just as we near the end of the ride he yells out "Chicken Farm!" His mom starts laughing. I think it's a private joke, but I laugh anyway, b/c it's just so unexpected to hear a little kid yell out "Chicken Farm!!!" while riding BTMR. Otherwise, I hear kids say it on a daily basis.

Mr. Trollop sees that I'm missing my own baby trollops, so he takes me back to the one place that will put a big smile on my face. The POTC gift shop.
I mean how could the following not bring you sheer joy and unabated bliss?

We have now added to Mr. Depp's retirement fund by buying way too many souvenirs for me. heh heh. I mean dd.

After this, we decide that it's been a long day. We stop and use our ddp for a pineapple dole whip or whatever the heck those things are that all of you dissers go ga ga for.

Take the bus back to OKW and have a nice long soak in the hot tub. I really do like that hot tub. It's nice and roomy. There were 3 other people in the hot tub when we got there though. I wasn't eavesdropping, because I NEVER do that, but they were speaking quite loudly. The conversation was not very dis friendly. Something about *@#% baby momma, and her *%$#@ boyfriend. My virginal ears were oh so embarrased.

Sorry no hot tub pics. for now.

That's it. Day one. GoDaddy and KAMommy, ready or not here we come!

 

[babynurse1]

I would just like to take one brief moment to CLARIFY. When we were on IASW nursebabe got the idea to write a TR. I was like "are you sure?" Because I thought it would be boring without pictures and I know SOME people *cough* Elis *cough* either refuse to post their picture at all or make it go poof within 5 seconds of posting it. Her idea. I was just roped into it. Roped? Get it? SO enough with your Code Bambi or I'm gonna go Donald on you.



So Hollywood was right afterall about you wanting us to leave. I'll be sure and tell her that.

You KNOW the TR was all your idea. Why would I put myself through this? These things are hard to finish. I'm glad it's only four days and not fourteen.

LYLAT? I didn't want ya to leave. at all.

Suffice to say that our nursey friend may have s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d the truth a smidge. IRL, I am sweet-natured and demure. A veritable Pollyanna. Not at all the sort of person she's depicted in her posts about me.

I'm sure that's the case with you as well.

You're paving the way for the rest of us

I don't know if y'all appreciate what I went through for you guys. Hollywood was so not willing to be impressed with us. I had to pull out every babynurse charm and schmooze I know. I even had to make up a few. She's a hard sell, but I knew she'd come around. Especially after our night at Tony's. She got a free meal, what's not to love about that?


to the rest of you. Thanks for reading along.

 

[CPM]

Note to self: Drag PJ into Hall of Presidents tomorrow, just for the pure torture of it

 

[CPM]

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Dh snaps a pic. We manage to get the front row. That's kinda cool. Haven't ridden in the front in years.

FOXY MAMA!!!

 

[Minnie_Moo]

btw, Mr. Trollop actually beats the 3 ladies, but he always was goog with a gun.

Nice turn of phrase, E . . .