MosMom
<font color=deeppink>Damn you, you wretched clown!
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Cast -
Me - Mom/Wife/Stalker - 28 years - Life Long Disney Nut
Chris - Dad/Husband/Sock With Sandal Wearing Nerd - 29 years - Recent Disney Convert
Moira/Mo/Mosey - Daughter - 6 years - Already been more times than her dad
Elliot/E/Mr. E - Son - 20 months - Very First Trip
March 6th - 10am - We slept in late because the drive from Indianapolis to Marietta was horrid and we didn't get in until 3am. Rain, wind, and people who can't drive made us very late. We got up and grabbed some food from the free continental breakfast and got ready. While I waited for Chris to get ready, I pulled out the local phone book and searched for Alton Brown (ONLY the host of the best show on Food Network, Good Eats). I have a super secret crush on this man. He's nerdy you say??? Well, there IS a reason I married a man who wears socks with sandals. I have a thing for nerds. The closest I came to finding him was an A. Brown. I wouldn't have called it, really. I still spent the rest of the time in Atlanta looking in car windows to see if we might pass good old Mr. Brown. No such luck. Someday I will find you...Yesss....soooomedayyyy *rubs fingers together evily*
We were travelling along nicely when we decided to get lunch at McDonalds. Big mistake. I don't call this place the Evil Clown Empire for nothing. Chris ended up getting ill and let's just say we saw our share of truck stops from Valdosta to Orlando. I was itching to get to Disney World so I tried very hard to be the good wife and smile lovingly everytime he pulled over into a truck stop when all I really wanted to do was stuff a cork in him and keep driving.
We arrive at the Polynesian around 7pm and everything goes smoothly. I always have this fear of getting there and having no room. We rode the Fantasy Island cart to our room and this is the moment I could tell that my son had never been to Disney. He started squealing and giggling as we rode the cart at about 2 mph...screaming as we pulled him off. Ohhh if he only knew what the next day would hold.
We dropped the bags, tipped the bellman for carrying our truckload of luggage up, and hit the bus stop for Downtown Disney. We were starving and Earl of Sandwich sounded great! Chris and the kids sat outside while I went inside to order. That all went fine until it came time to actually receive the sandwiches. My number was something like 5230 yet they were calling 5250 and higher. I realized that many other people were coming and going but I was still standing there holding my number like a dope. I finally said something and received my sandwiches in a jiffy. I took the meal out to my family who looked like they were going to carve me up if I was empty handed and
Chris said "Did you go all the way to England to get the sandwiches from the Earl himself?"
"Did they make the meatballs fresh?"
"Earl of Incompitence is more like it"
and was about to get another wisecrack out when I gave him THE LOOK. The only problem with my husband is...he doesn't realize that THE LOOK is something you should just recognize, realize that you need to be quiet, and move on. But I will get into that a little later...
I got the Earl Club, it was really great and at the point when I had about 2 bites left I realized they forgot the bacon. Oh well, I don't need the bacon and it was truly great without it. Chris had the meatball sandwich and enjoyed it. Mo opted to wait for McDonalds...kids are immune to the effects of the Evil Clown.
After we ate, we headed back to the hotel and the fam passed out while I unpacked. Tomorrow would be the Magic Kingdom and how Elliot was petrified of Small World but fell asleep on Pirates of the Carribean...
Pictures from this trip can be seen here...
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287351303
Me - Mom/Wife/Stalker - 28 years - Life Long Disney Nut
Chris - Dad/Husband/Sock With Sandal Wearing Nerd - 29 years - Recent Disney Convert
Moira/Mo/Mosey - Daughter - 6 years - Already been more times than her dad
Elliot/E/Mr. E - Son - 20 months - Very First Trip
March 6th - 10am - We slept in late because the drive from Indianapolis to Marietta was horrid and we didn't get in until 3am. Rain, wind, and people who can't drive made us very late. We got up and grabbed some food from the free continental breakfast and got ready. While I waited for Chris to get ready, I pulled out the local phone book and searched for Alton Brown (ONLY the host of the best show on Food Network, Good Eats). I have a super secret crush on this man. He's nerdy you say??? Well, there IS a reason I married a man who wears socks with sandals. I have a thing for nerds. The closest I came to finding him was an A. Brown. I wouldn't have called it, really. I still spent the rest of the time in Atlanta looking in car windows to see if we might pass good old Mr. Brown. No such luck. Someday I will find you...Yesss....soooomedayyyy *rubs fingers together evily*
We were travelling along nicely when we decided to get lunch at McDonalds. Big mistake. I don't call this place the Evil Clown Empire for nothing. Chris ended up getting ill and let's just say we saw our share of truck stops from Valdosta to Orlando. I was itching to get to Disney World so I tried very hard to be the good wife and smile lovingly everytime he pulled over into a truck stop when all I really wanted to do was stuff a cork in him and keep driving.
We arrive at the Polynesian around 7pm and everything goes smoothly. I always have this fear of getting there and having no room. We rode the Fantasy Island cart to our room and this is the moment I could tell that my son had never been to Disney. He started squealing and giggling as we rode the cart at about 2 mph...screaming as we pulled him off. Ohhh if he only knew what the next day would hold.
We dropped the bags, tipped the bellman for carrying our truckload of luggage up, and hit the bus stop for Downtown Disney. We were starving and Earl of Sandwich sounded great! Chris and the kids sat outside while I went inside to order. That all went fine until it came time to actually receive the sandwiches. My number was something like 5230 yet they were calling 5250 and higher. I realized that many other people were coming and going but I was still standing there holding my number like a dope. I finally said something and received my sandwiches in a jiffy. I took the meal out to my family who looked like they were going to carve me up if I was empty handed and
Chris said "Did you go all the way to England to get the sandwiches from the Earl himself?"
"Did they make the meatballs fresh?"
"Earl of Incompitence is more like it"
and was about to get another wisecrack out when I gave him THE LOOK. The only problem with my husband is...he doesn't realize that THE LOOK is something you should just recognize, realize that you need to be quiet, and move on. But I will get into that a little later...
I got the Earl Club, it was really great and at the point when I had about 2 bites left I realized they forgot the bacon. Oh well, I don't need the bacon and it was truly great without it. Chris had the meatball sandwich and enjoyed it. Mo opted to wait for McDonalds...kids are immune to the effects of the Evil Clown.
After we ate, we headed back to the hotel and the fam passed out while I unpacked. Tomorrow would be the Magic Kingdom and how Elliot was petrified of Small World but fell asleep on Pirates of the Carribean...
Pictures from this trip can be seen here...
http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4287351303
