While we're on the topic of pregnancy, I once saw someone working on that outdoors on Disney property. Shameful secret? No. There was a crowd, confused and trying to understand what bad news she received, or if she was injured, and why she was making certain whimpers and being consoled by the man behind her, and then someone yelled SECURITY and then we were all like "Ohhhhhh".
My shameful secret: For many years now I've grown up and Disney does not impress me with the fantasy and magic like it used to. While I still enjoy the atmosphere, I am more impressed by the operations and would rather be a part of the magic than a guest, to maybe try and make it special for someone else.
Oh, and I don't really care for most of the food I've had on the resort. I'll eat it, I like it, I wouldn't go out of my way for it. I mean seriously, the turkey leg tastes like bland ham and not as smoky as it used to, and if it weren't just a lot of meat on a stick I wouldn't bother getting it. A man needs his protien.
I also feel the quality has diminished a lot in many places, and feel bad that if it were not Disney, I probably would not bother going back, and then I feel bad that I feel bad about that because I shouldn't have to feel bad that I feel bad about feeling bad.
WOOOOO glad I got all that off my chest. I'm going to go have a mojito, anyone else want a mojito? I like the way that sounds, mow-heee-toe, rolls off the tongue, mow-heeee-toe.