Disney Yet Again (Part Five)

Now that I think about it, there was one event worth the telling that happened.  (It had slipped my mind because I’d already told the tale elsewhere.)

One of my son L’s favorite places to eat at Disney is Casey’s Corner, and on our last visit he got to toss out the opening pitch (a tradition at Casey’s when it opens its doors in the morning).  This was followed by the crowd singing  “Take Me Out to the Ballgame” (another tradition when Casey’s opens), and my son enthusiastically joined along.

But he didn’t know all the words.

So now whenever I hear “Take Me Out to the Ballgame,” I’m going to hear my son singing, “Something, something, SOMEthing!”

Disney Yet Again (Part Four)

So despite everything, we managed to have a truly good time on our latest trip.  There were no other real story worthy events this time around, but we all particularly enjoyed the convenience of the Disney Skyliner now being operational.  I imagine it wouldn’t be pleasant to be stuck on it during the height of an Orlando summer, but that would be true of any form of transportation around the park.

And it’s better than the bus.

Disney Yet Again (Part Three)

The short form of what happened is that we were rushing to leave the park and L’s Mother misjudged a curb.  By the time I realized what was about to happen, I had enough time to shout “Curb!” before she pitched forward into the street.  She caught her toe on the way down, but it otherwise didn’t seem too bad, so we made our way to the Skyliner.

It was in the air that the adrenaline started to wear off and the pain really started to set in.

So once we reached the hotel we alerted some staff that we might need some aid because while it certainly could have been a bad sprain, it also could have been a break.  Lacking on-site first aid facilities, this necessitated calling for paramedics either way.  (Why four were sent, I truly don’t know.)

After some examination, an obvious break was ruled out, and be it sprain or minor fracture, the proceedure remained more or less the same, tape up the toe and see if it gets better or worse.

It got better, and by morning L’s Mother was (carefully) able to walk again, so our vacation continued (more or less) unabated.

Disney Yet Again (Part Two)

I’m chalking up the one significant terrible moment to inertia since it essentially stemmed from L. doing everything but asking, “Are we there yet?” literally within minutes of us leaving the driveway.  I thought he was kidding.

He wasn’t, and suffice it to say that I struggled for many an hour against the tone that set up in me, but once we all got into the idea that we were going to have fun, we did have fun.  Oh, sure, lots (and lots) of things went wrong this trip, some minor, some . . . less minor, but nothing that truly dampened our spirts.

Mind you, it helped that L’s Mother enjoyed the company of the four paramedics that had to be called for her . . .

Disney Yet Again (Part One)

So we went to Disney again last week.  (And once again, “Thanks,” Mom.)

Snark aside, things went pretty well with only one (albeit prolonged) significant terrible moment for me.  Since the last time there were three, this is a VAST improvement, and gives me continued hope for the future.

He Uses Them As Nightlights

Me:  I’m just going to change the batteries in L’s candles.  *pauses*  We live in a weird age!

It Seemed Like The Safer Bet

L’s Mother:  One my nephews is asking if we can talk.  I’m guessing he wants to tell me that he’s engaged . . . or pregnant.

Me:  My money is on engaged.

That’s Probably Even A Real Thing Too

My thoughts on overhearing someone ordering a “Snap Decision” from the bar today:  I wonder what you chase a “Snap Decision” with?  My money is on an “Instant Regret.”

It’s Obvious I’m Kidding, Right?

I always wanted to join the marching band as a kid, but my mother never supported me.  “Robert, you’re just not good enough,” she told me.  “You’re too delicate,” she told me.  “Nobody in their right mind tries to play the pipe organ in a marching band,” she told me . . .

That Just Made Me Happy

Today I watched a young family with a toddler react to a stranger paying for their lunch.  While that was nice, what really impressed me was said family made sure to leave their server a generous tip even though someone else was picking up the bill.