Oh, say, can you see by the Disneyland lights
Pyrotechnics galore flying up through the night?
And the rockets’ white glare
Flinging smoke through the air
Giving proof to us all
That Walt Disney still cares?
Hooray for America! We love explosions!
The last few days in brief:
29-June: Drove like madpersons to California. Zoom zoom.
30-June: We descend en masse upon Disneyland. Sweet Thang, Beloved Mumsie, Jedi-in-Training, Sir Dragon(y) and Self are joined by Darling In-laws, Insane Moviequoting Brother-in-law, Longsuffering Scrabble Genius Sister-in-law, Sulky Artist Niece, Endearingly Cute and Well Aware of It Niece and Surprisingly Vocal Baby Niece. A good time is had by all, except that it’s hot (according to Self). Fireworks (sponsored by Honda) are duly spectacular.
31-June (or 1-July, depending on your personal calendar): More Disney! Disneyland is pretty cool, but eclipsed by California Adventure, which is less crowded (since Self has decidedly ochlophobic tendencies). It also has the weirdly hallucinogenic Electrical Parade, at which spectators run the risk of being attacked by giant illuminated snails:
2-July: To the beach y’all, and you don’t stop. Well, you do. Once you get to the $10-a-day beach parking lot, where your mother will successfully dissuade you from asking the 19-year-old stoners in the giant RV if you can use their bathroom to change so as to avoid the graffiti-besmirched and unspeakably stinky public changing rooms. Then back into the car, Stockton-bound… drive, drive, drive. Notice that night blindness has worsened. Take life in own hands by careening down freeway squinting in vain at signs (when did they make the print so tiny?).
3-July: Swimming lessons for the minis! Taught by Blake. Here’s Blake with Fisher.
And Blake with Rhys:
I would post some more pictures of Blake for you, but I think Jim is already getting a little weirded out…
4-July: Work work work. How did the two articles due tomorrow manage to escape my notice for so long? Hell’s bells.
5-July (anticipated): Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s off to Santa Cruz we go. Yay! Yes, it is in fact paradise. As well as the starting point for our exciting journey to Points North. I’ll do my utmost to be a more responsible blog-updater…
Hey, check out the new author pic. Taken at the Lego store in Downtown Disney.
Looks like lots of fun is being had by all!! Take care!! Hugs Wanda
Old lady, with crazy, wild hair, jumping up and down waving like and idiot as you drive into Santa Cruz…that’s me (and not one of the locals)! Please, if you have a chance, take the gang to Manresa Beach (south of Capitola)…long stretches, often sand dollars, used to be quiet (and warmer). Have a ball!!
Old lady, with crazy, wild hair, jumping up and down waving like and idiot as you drive into Santa Cruz…that’s me (and not one of the locals)! Please, if you have a chance, take the gang to Manresa Beach (south of Capitola)…long stretches, often sand dollars, used to be quiet (and warmer). Have a ball!!
Hurrah! A California update. Looks like things are going swimmingly in CA. Would make a “Desperate Housewives” joke about Blake but don’t want to disturb your sweetie or mine. Also, have never seen “DH” and so joke would likely make no sense. See you soonest! Love to Joe and Karan.
I’m so sorry you are in Stockton, but otherwise your trip looks fabulous and wonderful family time!
I’m so sorry you are in Stockton, but otherwise your trip looks fabulous and wonderful family time!
I’m so sorry you are in Stockton, but otherwise your trip looks fabulous and wonderful family time!
Apparantly, I’m so sorry you are in Stockton, I triple-posted. Please forgive me.
Ohhhh – me like Blake too 🙂 LOL!!! Sounds like a crazy time!!
Holy crap, Molly! I was at Disneyland the SAME DAY as you! What are the odds that two Colorado peas would be at Disneyland on the same day?? Apparently higher than one would think.
More Blake! More Blake Puhlease! hehehe … nice muscles … sigh … he’s too young for me but sure is a cutie!