Monday, June 11, 2012

that time my mom visited

A week after I went to the parks with my dad, my mom came! Her visit was a stand-in for our annual Mother's Day picture by the tulips.


Somewhere there is a tangible picture of my mom and dad and I in front of the tulips before Brendan even existed yet. So I was understandably upset when I realized that I wouldn't get a 2012 picture with the tulips. But (as I mentioned in previous posts) the Epcot Flower and Garden Festival was going on, so I hatched a plan to convince my mother to visit me and take a picture in front of those flowers. Truthfully, it wasn't very hard to convince her. This is Florida, after all.

After an extremely tearful meet up at the All Star Sports hotel, we checked in and settled down to sleep so we could wake up for Hollywood Studios opening. I guess I have a pattern. Her, her partner Ted, and I ran to ride Toy Story Mania. I promise guys, it's a really good ride, that's why you have to go so early, I'm not a lunatic. We took a lot of pictures, so I apologize in advance if this is content-light and picture-heavy.

I made my mom ride the Tower of Terror, which she hated, and I felt really bad. But after that, we rode Rock and Rollercoaster, which she loved, so I redeemed myself! We ate a lot of snacks, starting with morning coffee and some baked good, and quickly advancing to ice cream and drinks. The best thing about visiting family is that they want to buy me food!

the only picture in existence where i look like my mom

We also met the Mouse, in the same spot where my mom and I saw him three years ago. He hadn't aged a day! I hope he at least washed that outfit once or twice. I was wearing my spikey pink backpack and I poked him with one of the spikes, and he made me kiss it so it would be all better. He's been kissing me for years, though. Don't tell Minnie.


This was Ted's first time at Disney EVER, so we showed him all of our favorite things. As I've mentioned a thousand times, going to Disney with a newbie is really cool. I've been very lucky to go to Disney so much, and I definitely still feel the magic, but for first timers it's a different kind.

The next day, we lazed around and I showed them my apartment. We went to Outback Steakhouse for dinner where I had the greatest macaroni and cheese in the world, and then we went and saw The Avengers. That was my second time seeing it, but Ted and my mom's first. She doesn't even really like superhero movies and she liked it! I mean, even if you weren't listening to anything, the eye candy alone is enough to make it Movie of the Year.

The next day we went to the Flower and Garden Festival.

It was gorgeous, of course. They didn't have any tulips but they had probably every other flower. We went into the butterfly house and saw Bambi, and we saw two older people in ECVs run into each other, and we had funnel cake at the American Pavilion, became vikings in Norway, and most importantly, we ate chicken tacos in Mexico.

The next day, Mom took me grocery shopping while Ted worked in their hotel room. When we got back, we laid by the pool for a few hours before they had to leave for the airport. It was a very tearful goodbye, but the benefit of not having my parents visit until May was that I was already halfway done! Love you, Mom. See ya real soon.

Friday, June 1, 2012

that time my dad visited

A lot has been happening lately (mostly me spiraling into a pit of depression, hardy har har!) and I have really let this blog fall by the wayside. So here I am, blogging once more! Back in the first week of May, my parents both visited me. Obviously not together, because I think when they come together the tectonic plates shift and cause volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, and all other like catastrophes. Seperately.

First, my papa bear. We started out our visit by taking a harrowing trip to find a Sonny's Bar-B-Que. My favorite part of the ride was when it was over and we were finally heading home and I saw a Cthulhu bumper sticker on the car parked next to mine.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn
 I really like going to theme parks with my dad because he's only of the only other people I know who has the same enthusiasm for the storytelling. We always enthusiastically ride the Carousel of Progress, which is an original Walt-designed attraction, and one of the only ones left.We started out our morning at Hollywood Studios, where we rode Toy Story Mania, Star Tours, Tower of Terror, you know, all the biggies. We did not see the Indiana Stunt Show Spectacular, which may be a first for a trip with my dad. We went to Pizza Hut for lunch, which (as everyone who knows me knows) is one of my favorite places in the whole world. They have unlimited Diet Pepsi, all-you-can-eat pizza, and children's books. What's not to love? The staff at the one down the street all recognize me, to the point where I think I'm considered a regular. But I digress.

After lunch, we went to Magic Kingdom, my humble home. I'm not going to list all the rides we went on, because it's tedious and boring and I've done it six times already. But we went on many rides, and ate many churros, and fun was had by all. One attraction we went to that I usually bypass is the Country Bear Jamboree. I can't remember ever visiting it as a child, and most of my Disney memories are in vivid color in my head, so it may have never happened. It's another Disney relic, so I forced my dad inside so I could at least know what the heck it was. It's basically a medley of western-style songs, bluesy and folksy and pretty sad. There was one song in particular that I enjoyed, sung by three little bears in bonnets. I embedded it below. I think you'll understand why I liked it.

I also forced my dad to accompany me as I tried a "Citrus Swirl," an ice cream treat that used to be at Magic Kingdom in the 70s when we opened, but quickly disappeared with the Orange Bird, the Florida Oranges' mascot. But now, the Orange Bird is back, and he brought the Citrus Swirl with him, and it is heaven on Earth.

The rest of the day is a bit of a blur, but I know we had fun! I also got to witness my dad brag about me working in the park, which is kind of nice because I'm never doing anything worth bragging about. He was talking to a family that we had seen at the opening of Hollywood Studios that morning. We had been standing near them for the Main Street Electrical Parade, and while we waited for Wishes, I recognized them and weirdly talked about it instead of keeping it to myself. But it was okay! I think I probably cried during Wishes. I always do when I'm with my family. Crybaby.
Shirt and hat courtesy of Property Control ;)
The two KPs, back in action

I think I'm going to put my mom's visit in another blog, just so it doesn't become a super lengthy post. But there! I did it! Hurrah!