Thursday, January 02, 2003

Believe Happy New Year!!! I'm home and ready to pack up the christmas stuff and get the party started. The vacation was terrific, 6 days and nights of California Adventures and Disneyland, who could ask for anything more? Disneyland during the holidays is a nightmare. People from all over the damn spinning orb chose to celebrate with the masses, it was insanity, I'm not sure what I was thinking when I asked my sister if it was possible to do Disneyland during the holidays, I just didn't want to sweat my way through the park this year. Well, needless to say, no sweating was involved and the magic of Disney wasn't there when my niece took a header in Frontier Land. No, Davey Crockett didn't come to the poor lil boogers rescue, just the park nurse and security, she split her lip so my sister and brother in law took a little visit to the E.R. while I took my other niece Hanna around to stand in long lines smooshed between thousands of Mickey Mouse lovin' foreigners, eek. I myself took a header the next day, picking up my niece taking two steps forward then BAM!!! Obnoxious stroller incident, what flashed through my mind as I flew through the air holding the bruised lil imp was...."Her mother will kill me if her head hits the pavement"......my body contorted mid air, holding onto to my niece for dear life, a little spin....and *splat* I hit the pavement ass first.......ta da!!!! Not a scratch on the child and only a scratch on my elbow.....amen. The man with stroller was regretful, apologized in his native tongue, at least I hope hope it was an apology and helped me up, my sister rushed to comfort my stunned lil niece and the child in the affending stroller cried a bit but wasn't hurt, his mother gave me the obigitory scowl as if I some how traumatised the child for life (the bitch) then we all went our separate ways. After all the sorry's and thank you's were said and done I light a cigarette and hobbled along with my family, back to Fantasy Land, Toon Town was entirely too traumatic.
The Firework show was loverly and very christmas like and in Disneyesque fashion it ended with fabricated snow drifting onto the masses while a gorgeous rendition of White Christmas played quietly in the back ground, it slilenced the thousands of people and brought such joy to the childern, it was really beautiful and um...very Hollywood. One night, the 'snow' got in my eye and blinded me, it stung like holy hell, apparently to make snow in southern California it takes soap bubbles, snarf.
New Years Eve, my father came up from San Diego to join in the fun....yikes, all I have to say is NAM and there ya have it, but his disabled pass got us through the hideously long longs in minutes, bonus!
I'm still feeling as though I'm a ride, everythings a little wavey, warbely, wookie snookie, where's the rail, Hello? I'm sure after I sleep in my own bed I'll be fine, I hope.
So, I did something different to start off my new year. I hope it's an indication of great things, ya neva know ;)