Well, if all goes according to plan, he's with TK and Tinkerbellarella.
Because this is the moment...my final test...destiny beckons, I'll never reckon second bestttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!! NoJekyllandHyde.
More like Jack Sparrow.
The Captain Jack Sparrow...immortal, if you will. Well, I like that.
Mustquoteitis- a genetic disorder common to at least two, if not more DISers, resulting in the desire to quote multiple movies, books, musicals, etc...more research to follow after...
I MEET TINK!!!!!!!!!!!
Yup, two weeks from today, I'll meet Tinkerbellarella.
But first, I have to kidnap Captain Jack.
Well, actually that's not the first thing on the agenda today. I know, I know, priorities. However, I do have a little pirate clan to take care of, and we do have some plans.
This would be Saturday, the 20th, and it's our last full day in the World. Not to fret, my friends. Ever since booking the later flight on our leaving day, I'm secure in the knowledge that I have PLENTY of time on my hands to do whatever. Soooo nice, I say. So very nice.
So today, we have a lunch planned at one of my favorite places to eat in the whole World and the world, for that matter. Today, at 1145, we'll be dining at the Crystal Palace with Winnie the Pooh and friends!
Some would consider it unnatural that a grown woman about to celebrate an almost unspeakable birthday in one short year would be so excited over silly ole Pooh Bear.
Those people, however, are not reading this report.
I love Winnie the Pooh. He is my favorite. When I think of favorites, I do have some categories, like Belle is my favorite princess. Tarzan is my favorite man in a loincloth. You know, the usual. I needn't state my favorite pirate, eh? But Winnie the Pooh is my favorite childhood memory. He's my favorite character, and I have a bit of a theory about characters. I think that we tend to gravitate towards characters most like our own personalities, or what we strive to be. Case in point, Belle and I both love reading, are independent in nature, and strive for something more. Similarly, Winnie the Pooh and both love honey.

But seriously, if there's any kind of bear to be, it's a Pooh Bear. And I can't describe to you how I feel when I see him. Of course, I let DS have his visit first, but I am not ashamed to jump up, and say "Pooh Bear!" or something to that effect, and ask politely for a hug, or just throw my arms open wide, however the moment takes me. Let me tell you, folks, for that brief moment in time, when I get that wonderful ole bear hug from Pooh, I'm about five years old. That hug is warm, and soft, and a whole plethora of happy childhood memories. It's the Hundred Acre Wood, Christopher Robin, the blustery day, hunny pots, bees, and everything else I remember all rolled in to one. And it's just so wonderful.
The buffet is just a bonus. Icing on the cake, if you will. Good food and meeting Winnie the Pooh all rolled into one? Seriously, what more could a girl ask for?

::ahem::: JACK SPARROW)
So after we've partaken in our lunch, perhaps we'll head over to Adventureland and work on some carefully laid out plans.
We'll figure out whatever we want to do in the Magic Kingdom (tee hee

) and then, when we're feeling the distant call of rum, we'll head on over to the Poly.
Round about the hour of four.
For something I've been looking forward to for a LONG time.
And that's Lapu Lapu Fest 2008. Hide the rum!
I can't describe to you how much I've been looking forward to meeting Tink and her friend Missy. How nice it will be to just sit in the Tambu Lounge with some rum infused drink and chat with some good friends. Because even though I haven't met Missy yet, if she's a friend of Tink's, she's a friend of TK's, savvy?
And don't we all think that at this point in the trip, TK just may need a little estrogen thrown into the mix?
I honestly can't wait. I can't wait for this meet, I can't wait to see Tink, can't wait, can't wait. I'm selfishly glad it's at the end fo my trip so I have something to look forward to, and it'll keep me from experiencing those little Disney blues we start to get on our last days.
Tink, I didn't know there could be another person on the planet who was so similar to me. And one of the things that amazes me, is not only all the cosmicly weird connections and twists of fate we share, and the simple fact that if it weren't for my clicking on a little ptr with a catchy title, we never would have met. I'm lucky for the DISboards. That I've discovered so many wonderful friends on here. If I listed you all and what you mean to me, we'd have a whole other chapter going on here, but you know who you are. I've gotten support from this group that is true and rare. I've gotten varying viewpoints, you've all cheered in my corner when I needed it, and I hope I've done the same for you.
It's this bond that Tink and I share that is so rewarding. The bond of true friendship. I look forward to celebrating it.
And I have a little something up my sleeve. Something I can't talk about or post because dang if Tink doesn't read these here boards.

Suffice it to say there's some craftiness going on. Some gifty sort of craftiness. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
After we've imbibed, and left the bartender wondering, "But why is the rum always gone," we'll go our separate ways. Tink and Missy to their ADR, the TK clan back to the MK.
Because, weather permitting...

....tonight, I have a date folks.
A date with Spectromagic. NOSpectrocurse.
And that's a fine way to end what I assume will be a near perfect day.
As long as the good captain's still with us. Although I'm fairly certain once I've gotten him to the Tambu Lounge, the rum drinks will be an easy sell.
