March 22, 2006
So here I find myself on the last evening of our vacation at Disney World. The weather has been awesome (today was a high of 77, low of 63, and sunny), the house we are renting is so comfortable and wonderful that we are entirely spoiled now. I think we will be renting a house on every vacation.
Tonight, Steve and I went on a real date with no children (at least not ours). We went to Kobe Steakhouse and dined on sushi, filet, lobster, and shrimp. Just after being seated next to a lovely couple who were on their first childless date in three years, my eyes bugged out in horror at a patron being seated at a nearby grill. This man was probably in his 50's or 60's, weighed probably around 300 lbs. or so and had his shirt totally unbuttoned, exposing the entire restaurant to his fairly prominant man-boobs (moobs). I said a quick thank-you to whatever deity was responsible for not seating him with our group. Unfortunately he was in my line of sight so whenever I looked up from my delicious meal, I was assaulted with the sight of his sunburned belly and moobs. Thankfully, he buttoned up later, because I'm not sure I could peel my eyes away. It's like gawking at a car accident, as much as you want to turn away, you just can't, that morbid curiosity gets the best of you.
The kids have thoroughly enjoyed the Disney experience and they now have memories that will last them a lifetime.
I enjoyed myself despite my wonky internal plumbing. Remember last week when I mentioned that I wasn't feeling all that great? Well, yeah, that didn't really get any better. I mean, I'm not suffering from stomach cramps or anything (except for one night here when I though I was going to hurl - but thankfully that didn't happen), but, uh, how do I put this delicately. I, um, my intestines seem to be in a rush to evacuate the building. This has been going on for a week and a half people! Immodium didn't touch it yesterday, and keep your fingers crossed, I think it finally worked today. I have barely been eating while out here (tonight was the first night that I had an appetite for dinner), so on the plus side, I think I've lost a few pounds. However, the method of weight loss leaves a bit to be desired. Like hydration and balanced electrolytes. I'm hoping it corrects itself by the time I'm home a few days, because I really, REALLY, don't want to have to see the doctor about it. Needless to say, I've been off my meds all week, because they actually make the problem worse, but it's impossible to be unhappy in Disney, even when I'm getting very well acquainted with their restrooms (note to whomever: the restroom near Morocco in Epcot seems to be striving for realism. The state of affairs in there were a bit less than ideal).
All in all, it's been great. I read a few books, enjoyed the hot tub, slept in late (every day!), and got to visit the Happiest Place On Earth!
I'll be back late tomorrow (Thursday), and then I'll be spending the weekend catching up on everyone else's blogs. See you soon!
Tonight, Steve and I went on a real date with no children (at least not ours). We went to Kobe Steakhouse and dined on sushi, filet, lobster, and shrimp. Just after being seated next to a lovely couple who were on their first childless date in three years, my eyes bugged out in horror at a patron being seated at a nearby grill. This man was probably in his 50's or 60's, weighed probably around 300 lbs. or so and had his shirt totally unbuttoned, exposing the entire restaurant to his fairly prominant man-boobs (moobs). I said a quick thank-you to whatever deity was responsible for not seating him with our group. Unfortunately he was in my line of sight so whenever I looked up from my delicious meal, I was assaulted with the sight of his sunburned belly and moobs. Thankfully, he buttoned up later, because I'm not sure I could peel my eyes away. It's like gawking at a car accident, as much as you want to turn away, you just can't, that morbid curiosity gets the best of you.
The kids have thoroughly enjoyed the Disney experience and they now have memories that will last them a lifetime.
I enjoyed myself despite my wonky internal plumbing. Remember last week when I mentioned that I wasn't feeling all that great? Well, yeah, that didn't really get any better. I mean, I'm not suffering from stomach cramps or anything (except for one night here when I though I was going to hurl - but thankfully that didn't happen), but, uh, how do I put this delicately. I, um, my intestines seem to be in a rush to evacuate the building. This has been going on for a week and a half people! Immodium didn't touch it yesterday, and keep your fingers crossed, I think it finally worked today. I have barely been eating while out here (tonight was the first night that I had an appetite for dinner), so on the plus side, I think I've lost a few pounds. However, the method of weight loss leaves a bit to be desired. Like hydration and balanced electrolytes. I'm hoping it corrects itself by the time I'm home a few days, because I really, REALLY, don't want to have to see the doctor about it. Needless to say, I've been off my meds all week, because they actually make the problem worse, but it's impossible to be unhappy in Disney, even when I'm getting very well acquainted with their restrooms (note to whomever: the restroom near Morocco in Epcot seems to be striving for realism. The state of affairs in there were a bit less than ideal).
All in all, it's been great. I read a few books, enjoyed the hot tub, slept in late (every day!), and got to visit the Happiest Place On Earth!
I'll be back late tomorrow (Thursday), and then I'll be spending the weekend catching up on everyone else's blogs. See you soon!