On Saturday afternoon, my daughter and I and Miss D went to the Magic Kingdom, mostly because Grandma needed a Bigass Break from Reality. Disney, as always, made it all better.
It was 90 degrees and threatening thunderstorms, but we decided to go for it anyway, betting that the rain would hold off for a bit. As Disney goes, it wasn't all that crowded. It was all good. Our lovely break from reality started with parking.
There was the usual Disney parking guy, and cones, and such. And for whatever reason, the most prominent sign directing toward the lot they were currently parking had a HUGE "Disabled Parking" sign, so my daughter assumed this was a special parking area and at the last minute told me I was going the wrong way, so I veered left, thus leading us to the Most Awesome Parking Spot. Because we headed to the non-attended side, the one with all the orange cones. This area had been full earlier but now of course people were leaving, because it was late in the afternoon and really efffing hot. The parking spots that the people who arrived when the park opened snagged, and now they were exhausted and suffering from heatstroke and fleeing in droves. So I drove past an orange cone and we snagged a spot at the front of the massive parking lot, within easy walking distance of the Transportation and Ticket Center. Then a monorail train showed up within 5 minutes of our walking to the platform.
And it was kinda like that all evening. Ride lines weren't too long. The Tomorrowland Terrace was open, which meant huge lobster rolls for dinner. Delaney met Ariel at her grotto:
And afterward announced that she wanted to ride the Barnstormer roller coaster again. Last time we rode it, as we were getting off she told me quietly, "I don't want to do that again," and then put on a brave face for her parents. This time, she was ready and wanted to ride. SHE ASKED to go on the roller coaster! We had to stand in line about 20 minutes, but finally it was our turn. We settled into the seat and pulled the bar down. I wrapped an arm around her and she clutched my arm like a monkey, but an excited, happy monkey! We rode the roller coaster and she squealed with excitement all the way. When it was over her mom was waiting at the exit, and Delaney proudly ran to her! She's conquered her roller coaster fear at 3. I think I got past mine at 30.
Random Disney Magic of the day: cutest batchelorette party ever - these girls, dancing with Frozone at the Incredibles Dance Party:
Delaney and her mom shared a huge ice cream sundae:
All in all, it was a nearly perfect afternoon and evening. The rain did arrive after 9 p.m., and it rained buckets. We cursed ourselves for not planning ahead and bringing cheap rain ponchos. Grandma invested in Official Disney Rain Ponchos (sold at every gift shop in the park) and we continued on our adventure, hitting Small World, the Haunted Mansion, and Pirates of the Caribbean before finally calling it a night. As we exited the monorail and headed for the car, the sky truly opened up! Ponchos didn't help much as we waded through ankle deep water, but it was all part of the adventure. Miss D passed out before we pulled out of the parking lot, and we got home after 11, feeling relaxed, refreshed, and in a better state of mind. Disney does that for me. The ponchos were hung to dry in the hall bathroom, and will be added to my daughter's Disney backpack for future adventures.
Yesterday I made a quinoa salad and prepped other ingredients for fast meals this week. I'm on a mission to eat right and exercise more; I've gotten off track with this long commute and desk-bound job. The only person who can change it is me. And on that note, this week I'll send my resume to a couple of promising-sounding opportunities. It can't hurt.