There are few things in this world that evoke as much unbridled, child like excitement in Chris and me as.... DISNEY WORLD!!! Yes... the huge, corporate, commercialized, cheesy, tourist filled resort is where we want to be on any given day. While we might live our lives to a punk rock soundtrack, tattooed and angry about the government... while we try to train our palates with delicious and exotic fusion cuisine... while we read non fiction, study religious philosophy and brag about our 400 plus scrabble scores (what? that basically means I am a genius), in Disney world we become grounded... Well, actually we become fanatical. What has brought all of these mouse-eared memories to the surface???? I am so stoked that my littlest sister, Marlee Mac, is turning seven years old and her parents are blessing her with the BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!!! A trip to Disney World! Now, these feelings of happiness were preceded by immense jealousy. At first, I demanded mother take me to Disney, arguing that I NEVER had a birthday present like this. I even offered to leave my kids and husband behind so I could flee to the land of seven dollar frozen lemonades and fast passes. But, alas, I came to my senses and decided if I wasn't actually going to Disney, I was going to plan their entire vacation for them. After all, the planning is the best part... How could they have thought spontaneity was the key to fun in the Magic Kingdom??? Amateurs. I quickly donned my imaginary mouse ears (the headband kind because the hats add twenty lbs to my cheeks) and became a Nazi mouseketeer. Now, I have only been to Disney three times, but my OCD with listmaking and organizing totally takes over. So, I sat my mother down, still in her pjs, and accessed my favorite Disney travel sites. She decided on a package with the Disney Dining plus plan (of course) and we began to plan!!! Two summers ago, Chris, Poppy and I went to Disney with my best friend, Erin... it was nothing short of awesome. Whether or not Chris knew it at the time, it was a test for him. He had never been to Disney and I had never been to any type of amusement park with him. If he grumbled about crowds, complained about prices, sighed in long lines, or any way hindered my Disney-induced euphoria... it would be over. But he was the perfect "Vacation Dad". He bought the cheap souvenirs, waited in line for character autographs, donned a different set of mouse ears every day, and even carried a sweaty one year old on his shoulders for parades, in the middle of July. The highlight of the trip was my ride of Primeval whirl with Erin... a woman who thinks trolleys are scary if they go above 25 mph. I can't wait to go back with the family and Erin's new husband, Jonathan! I know he is going to be an awesome Disney vacationer, as well!!! Not too mention our newest family members, Clementine and the girls' adopted Uncle Eli, who happens to be a Disney insider... he doesn't know thats the reason we love him and feed him. So, I sat down with mother and we reviewed all the restaurants and shows. I so badly want to visit Disney during Christmas! I would love to see the lights on Main street. Marlee is going to find out Thursday. We ordered a Mickey and Minnie cake and I am making a countdown poster. Her cake reads "You're Going to Disney World, Marlee Mac"! Is it sad that I, a college instructed artist and well read lover of classic lit and art, would gladly choose a vacation to Disney over a trip to the Louvre??? Maybe I shouldn't admit that, but I DON'T CARE!!! We can go to Europe after the girls have left our nest. Of course, there is Euro Disney, as well.....
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