an experiment in suffering

And it may be – an experiment in suffering – this weekend.  We’re venturing to Disney World with our two-year-old on Saturday.

I lurve Disney World.  I don’t have season passes or t-shirts or anything like that.  And I don’t go especially often, not even every year.  But I think that’s why I enjoy it so much.  Because it’s a treat and something special. Stevie my sweetie, however, not so much with the lines and the heat and the tourists.  So he’s making a pretty big sacrifice to join us this weekend and I appreciate that to no end. 

Abi and I have been watching the old Peter Pan movie (fast-forwarding through the ridiculous ‘red man’ part) and the original Snow White.  She’s not into The Mouse or any of the characters and I’m glad/relieved.  Elmo and crew are about all I can take right now.  By the way – saw Adam Sandler on The Street the other day singing a song about Elmo and dadgummit, that song is catchy and I’m singing it all over town now.    Anyway – I’m nervous about taking her but also excited for her to have such a wonderful time and be out of her element.  Luckily we’ll have lots of extra hands from Aunt Karen, Uncle Rob and Cousin Tanya so it makes me feel a little bit better.  There will also be a hotel room available for a nap if needed.  And I’m sure it will be needed.  For Steve or Abi or both.

Other than that it’s pretty quiet on our end of the block.  Managing to do a little yard work this week since it’s still light after dinner.  Weeds have taken up residence in the vast majority of our lawn and we’re performing a hard-core eviction.  We all take up a portion of grass and are in charge  pulling weeds for however far our arms will reach.  Luckily I have short arms.

All in an effort to avoid using weed killer, if possible.  And I’d like to start a little garden but I fear the mercenary squirrels we have in our area would plant their little squirrel flag in the plot and that would be the end of that.  We could build a cage type thing over it but man, that sounds like a lot of work that I’m not prepared to do.

Abi’s cute quote for the day:  As I’m singing ‘Favorite Things’ from Mary Poppins, and I get to the part that goes – ‘when the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad’, Abi sings with me,                        ‘sad, so baaaaaaaaaad’ and throws her arms out.  I tell ya, she’s got a touch of the dramatic in her.


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