I'm going to start this story by taking you back a couple of years.....
The picture is VERY small... because I was VERY small ( yes, there was a time in my life when I was little, petite, and cute..) and not because I have no idea how to scan pics and make them an appropriate size for the blog. As you can see, I was a true Mouseketeer!... all the way down to my clunky red corrective shoes that helped me to walk more like a graceful hippo and not like a bowlegged cowgirl... which is how all the girls in my family walked until they were trained otherwise - it is the Kentucky in our blood.
I was raised on Disney and LOVED every minute of it. I remember watching the Mickey Mouse Club and hoping to some day be a part of the show. AND for the record... it was NOT the Mickey Mouse Club with Britney, Justin, and Christina... it was the original! I even performed a song for anyone who would listen... family, animals, people at the bus station, etc. It was the theme song for the show but instead of singing M-I-C-K-E-Y... I would sing K-I-M-B-E-R-L-E-Y. It was so cute that most people could barely even stand to listen...let alone look at me. I ate, drank, and slept Disney ( I don't know how you can even do that... but cool people say that when they are passionate about something.... so I thought I would give it a try to get my point across). Not only was Disney everywhere in our home... but we would visit DisneyWorld whenever we could.... so, you can only imagine our delight when my youngest sister actually got a job there! Actually we were just delighted that she got a job.... but it was even sweeter that it was at the most magical place on earth.
And that brings me to telling you all about this particular trip.... it was a trip for a first-timer, a birthday, an anniversary, a sister homecoming/reunion, a second trip for a 7 year old, and most importantly, for making memories.... now add in all of the shenanigans, jokes, sombreros, birdbaths, ice cream treats, and trolls.... and you've got yourself an incredible experience!
It all started on Friday....The drive down was pretty uneventful...except for lunch at "The Barrel" because Elijah wanted "country food". And the fact that I learned more about presidents than I ever thought I would. Elijah is so smart that he has to carry an extra backpack to store the rest of his brain that won't fit in his head. He was my traveling companion for part of the way. I never thought I would be able to have an intelligent conversation with a 7 year old about my reflux. (and yes, I've turned in to one of those "old folks" who constantly talk about their ailments when asked how they are doing.....reflux is just the beginning).
Everyone had their own plans on the first night. Holly had flown in from Cuba to be reunited with her husband Kris after 3 months. Kristen, JC, and Elijah were meeting up with JC's family for dinner. Bethany and I had a date - don't judge us - it is ok for sisters to go on dates where I am from.... except for that she brought her "old" boyfriend. He was a little too thin for my taste and had to carry a large steering wheel wherever we went. He thought he was so cool because he drives a boat. I also got annoyed that he responded to every one of my questions with "aargh". I have to give it to her though..... she can sniff out money like no other. Everyone knows that pirates have lots of gold - that and the fact that he doesn't look like he will live much longer will have her set for life!