Alright, dear DIS friends, brace yourselves! This is fixin' to be a long one. See the problem is that when I haven't had time to post all week (gosh that work schedule does get in the way!) so much has happened I have to smoosh three different things into one chapter before you all mutiny, hit unsubscribe and I am left to my sad an' lonely piratey self.
Topic One - Holy Boo to You! I belive I mentioned in a previous chapter that mom brought me the Magic Kingdom Special Event CD. Which contains music from
MNSSHP and PPP, amongst other tunes. Well, DS is in love with this CD, specifically the Boo to You parade. Forgive me if I'm repeating, but now you're going to get the full story!
He has never actually seen the parade, but he's definitely been asleep during it, and we all know how music enters the subconcious mind. It's like he knows....:::spooky:::....

Seriously, the first time I played it for him, DH, DS, and I were all bobbing our heads in time with the music. Now, DS requests to listen to it during our car rides. "Mama, Mickey Boo!" Well, Disney/Halloween freak that I am, I'm happy to oblige. Which also means that at work this whole week, in my head, I had "Boo to you and boo to you and boo to you and boo, Happy Halloween!" I won't recite the whole parade...although I could...ahem, cough, cough, Disney Chic, cough, cough, ahem.... In addition to listening to this DS now claps along and sings parts of it. And I know none of you have ever met my little boy or seen how adorable he is, but let's just put it this way. To hear him singing and clapping along to something that is so dear to my heart just melts me. And then, I remember I'm supposed to be watching the road. ::honk,honk::

JK!
Topic Two - Holy Reeses Pieces, Batman!
Alright, slightly off topic...or is it? We all know how much I love my DH. And all about the debt to be repaid. Let me also add that DH is an amazing father, and that we have thrown aside so-called "traditional" roles in favor of what works for our family. Which means that every Saturday, while I'm at work, he cleans the whole apartment, does everyone's laundry, gives DS a bath so I don't have to while he's working at night, and basically makes my life a whole heck of a lot easier. Now, I do my weekly cleanings on Tuesdays, so that we're both cleaning, and it's spaced out a little. If there's any laundry left I throw some in. Because, in the TK family, that's how we roll. It's a throwback to my bedrest pregnancy days when DH had to do everything. And I mean, everything. I was not allowed to lift a finger.

So every now and then I like to let the man know that I appreciate him. And today, as I was grocery shopping, I found the perfect, hey, I love you gift.
These:
OH YEAH, BABY! Nothing like a little Batman on some of our favorite candy to make DH a happy man. Plus, you know what this means! The new Batman is coming to theaters soon. See, CP has her Indy obsession...we have our Batman. :::sigh::: I'm really looking forward to the new film, and I like having these little reminders in the house. Until DH and I devour them. Which will probably be sometime on Monday, seeing as how we're both off from work. But most likely when DS is asleep...because if there's one thing the boy does not need more of, it's candy. Ah, a story for another time.
Topic Three - Holy Yacht Club, Jack Sparrow! Now why on earth would TK be speaking of the Yacht Club? Especially when her favorite Epcot resort is the Beach Club. What would possibly possess her to even bring up such a topic.
I have one word for you, folks.
Bounceback.
Oh, yes. You heard me.
Bounceback.
As in, my mother booked a bounceback room at the Yacht Club!
In December!
For a weekend!
For a girls only weekend with her, me, and Nana!
Please commence to picking your jaws up off the floor, as I had to do with mine.
Now, I will admit, I'm a little nervous. I have never, ever been apart from DS. He hasn't even had a sleepover at his grandparents yet. He'll be with DH for three days, and that doesn't phase me. I'm so afraid I'll miss my baby! Yes, I know, I'm a big sap. But DS is my baby. What if he misses me? What if I miss him? DH said, honey, you need to get over it. He'll be fine.
But did y'all read that? Three days! At the Yacht Club! In December!
Do you all know what December means?
CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS!!!!!!!
Holy carp, Batman!
Holy carp, Jack Sparrow!
Today I went into to work and requested said Saturday off, we'd be going from a Saturday to a Monday, hopefully booking really early morning Sat flight and really late Monday flight. I was told by my supervisor she would do the best she could. Even though no other tellers have requested it off. I know, I've seen the calendar. I politely explained that I would need to know since I'd be traveling. Ah well, we'll cross that bridge when we're going to book flights. Either that or I'm going to have a very sad case of the mustvacationduringDisneyChristmasDecoration flu.
This spontaneous weekend trip is my birthday gift, and I was informed that I will not be receiving any presents. Um, hello? Presents...Disney Vacation...Presents...Disney Vacation...Presents...Opportunties to eat in Signature Restaurants...Presents...Opportunities to kidnap favorite pirate...I think you see the way the tide is turning. I do not need more stuff, I would rather spend time with people I love while I'm still blessed to have them.
The plan is to eat in France one night, mom and Nana love France. And the other night, I get to pick the restaurant. I get to pick anything I want! Citricos, Yachtsmen Steakhouse, Artist Point, California Grill, whatever. Passes are taken care of because we have some older ones that are still good. It's a brilliant beyond brilliant plan that is slowly starting to sink into my brain. I totally want to resort hop and check out all the decorations. I absolutely have to get to the Grand Floridian and see the gingerbread house, and whatever other resorts we think will tickle our fancy. I want to take hundreds of pictures of the parks decorated. I don't care if I get on only a handful of rides, I want to see how beautiful one of my favorite places is decked out for one of the happiest seasons of all...besides Halloween.
I need help! I need to figure out how to get over the guilt of leaving DS. I know it seems silly, and I know I'll probably come home more relaxed and better for it, but oh, it is so hard. My mother also, echoing DH, said "TK, it's time."
Boy...I guess they really did miss me on their trip, huh?
