Sep 07, 2006 18:37
Why did my mom and I never know how wonderful it is to go to Disneyland after Labor Day? The longest line encountered was under ten the entire day, and many of them we simply walked through the entire line. It was fantastic. I'm so glad that I decided to try to go home so we could keep our yearly tradition. Buzz Lightyear proved I had a smidge more hand eye coordination than my mother with nearly 50,000 point difference( I can thank dad for that one and almost only trait I inherited from him over her.) Pirates was broken for quite some time but then magically it opened and when seeing the new painting of Captain Jack Sparrow on the wall, remembered that he was to be in the ride. Several scenes were changed, not sure if for better or worse, but he was throughout the ridge as well as an appearance of Davy Jones in all his squidy glory. "..and really bad eggs." Roger Rabbit I think is there to help people buff up their arm muscles from spinning round and round, the wheel fighting this way and that.
Then today she and I went shopping for school supplies and such from the outlets in Camarillo. Yipee for cheap(er) clothes! Was thrilled to find an olive green tank to replace the one I happened to get a little of that dangerous liquid, known to some as bleach, on my favorite one a few weeks ago and there was a bright yellow spot that waved hello at people from the front. In Target we heard the best conversation between a woman and her young children. She was getting frustrated telling them that the store didn't have something they wanted a kid kept pestering about it. Finally she asked, "What part about 'they don't have it' do you not understand?" And one of them responded "I think the don't part." Oh the response! My mom was fighting so hard not to laugh as the woman walked past. Then at lunch my mom went to the bathroom while we waited to be seated. When she returned she told a tale of how she went into the restroom to discover the smallest urinal she'd ever seen. Thinking it was for young boys who were accompanied by their mothers, she proceed to do her business. (Many of you I am sure can see the next moment) As she exited her stall she finds a man washing his hands at hte sink. Asking meekly, "This wouldn't happen to be the men's restroom?" THe man replied, "Yes, but don't worry. It will be our little secret." Very embarrassed she left, entering the woman's to wash her hands. A whoops indeed. My mom is funny. Then again I did something very similar when at Point Lobos. Guess that proves we are related.