Lunch is on the agenda, if I recall. I didn't want to eat too much since I had early "supper" ADR's at Le Cellier, so I told PJ I would just eat some of whatever she got. heh. She didn't care though, b/c a.) she doesn't enjoy eating and b.) she eats so slowly, that if I didn't help her, we would probably STILL be sitting there.
Since we are going through World Showcase counterclockwise, the first pavillion we reach is Mexico. PJ decides that she can find something palatable at the counter service establishment. As you know, we are on the dining plan, she gets her drink, vegetarian nachos, and a dessert. I believe it was a churro.
Here's PJ in line for food. Do you see how happy she is? We were laughing so hard right before that picture was taken, and then I told her "I'm taking your picture" and she gave me THE DIRTIEST look, and right before I snapped the picture I said "Smile and pretend like you like me" and this is what I got. She's a pretty goog actress, isn't she?
p.s. I always say that to my kids before I take a group photo "Smile and pretend we love each other" hee hee
We park it at the umbrella'd table b/c PJ is fair and burns easily. In fact, I don't think I've seen anybody's skin burn so quickly. I imagine having a sunburn is quite painful. I had a sunburn
once. on my
nose. It
really hurt too. I'm certain it is comparable, isn't it Peej?
I'm still not sure as to if people want food porn (I learned that term from KAMommy, btw). Here is one for those of you who do.
The nachos were really YUMMY. The churro was "beurk"worthy. ACK! I swear we barely could eat anything though b/c of the fit of giggles we kept having. Ya know how everything is funny, but actually nothing is funny. That was the case. We received stares from the people next to us. At this point, we are used to this occurence.
I also took a picture of our new friend. He was straggling along, looking so sad and lost and hungry. Being the nice, kind, and caring person that I am, I went right over to him and offered him something to eat. We had plenty to share. PJ, being the mean and hateful girl that she is whispered "DONT FEED HIM, HE'LL NEVER LEAVE"
I was shocked at her lack of compassion.
He was kinda quiet and I didn't catch his name, but he did allow one photo.
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Isn't he cute? I never saw a sign warning against feeding the birds either. Because, unlike some of y'all I am an ideal Disney guest. Yup, sho am.
Did y'all know that nachos make you thirsty, especially when it's already 95 degrees and you have just downed the last swig of your Diet Coke. PJ must have noticed how I longingly looked at her sipping lazily on her "soda" or "pop" or "coke" (pick a vernacular, any vernacular). She offers me a drink. To which I reply "But your germs are all over the straw"
and of course PJ admonishes me "Good Lord Woman, I'm not diseased!"
But how do I know that? I just met her. Plus, I am a nurse. We think everybody is diseased. Now I will say that I have drank from the same straw as PJ since the WDW trip.(where were we when I did that? At the rodeo? I remember you saying "JUST DRINK IT" and I did) But at the time, I was leery. AND I didn't want her to think I just go around drinking from anybody's straw wily-nily. (who ever coined the phrase wily nily and why?)
She said "If you don't drink this, I'll never speak to you again." (soft pitch, PJ. How else could I respond?)
"Well that would be incentive NOT to drink it, now wouldn't it?"
Eye rolling ensues.
The compromise was that she finishes the drink and I will have a few ice cubes to quench my thirst. B/C her germs never made it to the ice cubes, right? Perfectly logical...as all my posts are!
We head into Meh-Hee-Co to ride the new and improved "River of Time" boat ride. I think the name has changed d/t the addition of the 3 Caballeros, but I'm not one to get bogged down by details.
I LOVE the "Three Caballeros". PJ was impressed that I could name all three. Donald. duh. Jose. a little harder. and I had to think for a sec, but I recalled that the last guy was Panchito. I think they make a very cute addition to this ride. And the song on there is as bad as "IASW" La la la la la laaaaaa. La la la la laaaaaa.
Here we are on the boat ride, although you can't really tell that we are on the boat ride b/c we took the picture all by ourselves. Basically, here is a close up of the two of us. Gosh, 1/2 of our duo looks really burnt.
TYMI!! I think I am looking kinda stressed in this picture. It's sort of like I am smiling, but I don't want to. But being with PJ is anything but stressful, so I am positive that couldn't be the case.
After our ride, we poked around the marketplace. We (I) decided we needed a picture. But now, we had to find somebody to take it. PJ says ask him. "Nope. looks busy" Him? "Nope. looks shady" Her? "Nope. Has meanness in her heart, I can tell these things" HER? "She has a baby. Too cumbersome" PJ says she's not asking, b/c she asked the last guy. I think she gets frustrated with me and she uses her "brute" strength to force me into action. After being shoved into some poor unsuspecting woman, I ask her to please do us the honors. After she took the photo, she replied "You two look so cute. Are you sisters?"
I burst out laughing and said "I'm not related to this freak!"
and PJ says "Believe me, we are not in the same gene pool!"
The lady gave us a "look" and scurried away. Why do they keep doing that?!?!
Here we are being all cute, according to the lady we freaked out:
At this point, it's getting later in the day. Chef Mickey's simply cannot exist without it's bestest napkin twirler so instead of heading deep into World Showcase, we opt to try our luck at "Imagination" one more time. We figure it's a quick ride to ride and then PJ can be on her way.
As fate would have it, it was still closed. The CM"s still won't say whether it will be open at all that day. But I have since given up hope of seeing Figment and company.
We run into "Soarin'" to grab fp's in case the dh and I want to ride later and I start to walk her out. Before we can make it all the way to the front, we spy RonStoppable half-sitting/half-lying on a bench fast asleep. Well, not fast asleep. He opens his eyes before we reach him. I think he was in the cowboy mode of "always sleep with one eye open".
This is perfect timing though. I tell him to wait right there and I will return momentarily. I head to the main entrance, wish PJ a magical freaking day at work, and return to pick up RS.
To be continued.
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That's called hanging out with a friend! 
Something along those lines anyway...
