Teh House of Mouse

It was an interesting trip this year. Many of the rides were closed (no Haunted Mansion for Giddy...*gasp! sob*), but we still seemed to do okay. Everyone looked amazing, and I finally got to meet the beautiful Anelia.

The energy level this year was different, and honestly, I thought it was just me, but others mentioned it too. Not that it wasn't an exciting and fun trip, indeed it was, just different. Not in a bad way, and not in a good way... ya know how different can sometimes just be different? Yeah, like that.

There were definitely some shining moments; multiple times when random groups of strangers would sing "Happy Birthday" to Drew definitely stand out. Minnie Mouse giving me a pat on the back when I made a lewd comment to Julie about getting on her knees was also a great funny (yes, Drew would be proud, I got Minnie to break character).

Overall, it was a great weekend. Even with my little bits of inner turmoil (which were not as bad as I expected, yet still present), it was great fun. I can't wait for next year. Happy Birthday Drew.

Look Out...

...SoCal... I'm on my way.

Yep, keep your kids away from Disneyland this weekend. Morris Enterprises is invading. It may be a family show, and if your kids have ever wondered where families come from... we can definitely teach them (disclaimer: I make no claims to the accuracy of what they learn, and "once a year doesn't make you gay" is totally an integral part of the curriculum).

After a few minutes of anxiety and tension, I do believe I'm actually starting to get excited about this trip again.

Last year, was an amazing trip... in fact, on top of everything else , it was the first trip I had ever taken by myself (no really), and was a major turning point in my life (thanks again, Drew). So, I am looking forward to this year, because every experience in life is a learning experience, and already... in the days leading up to this trip... I have learned quite a bit.

Fever

So many things swirling around in my head. All these words, no rhyme, no reason, just words...

Things I wanted to say, but didn't.
Things I (likely) shouldn't have said, but did.
Things I tried to say, but came out wrong.
Things I meant to say, but couldn't find the right words.
Things I said from my heart, but didn't filter through my brain first.

And yet, all things seemed to be be understood clearly. Both the spoken and unspoken words, the things I said wrong, and the things I said right. All those words, and somehow the intention and emotion are the things which were understood. (I'm so glad you have that ability.)

I woke up today smelling like the smoke from a bonfire, and smiling. Memories of a great New Year's Eve (and really, the entire weekend) waltzing through my brain like the notes of the music being played around the fire. Random memories coming from the maelstrom of thought, a look, a touch, a gesture, a conversation, laughter, contentment.

How can something feel like a great new beginning, even though it has been going on for so long?

Yes. This is the way to start the new year.
I'm so glad it's now.

Happy New Year.