LovableGluttons
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- Jan 12, 2007
What was that noise?
Why is someone playing church bells at this hour?
I awoke from the middle of some strange dream about CM Ian wearing a wench's costume and stripping at the Goofy Pool deck to this paranoia that we had just missed the start of Mass. Uh oh!
Well, we were missing Mass. Somewhere someplace in the world, someone was conducting Mass.
But we were on the Disney Wonder and someone important was on the telephone.
I answered it, thinking it must be terribly important for someone to call in the middle of the night.
It was Mickey. He was ridiculously cheerful on the phone demanding us to get up and get going. Bah!
I hung up the handset and rolled over.
Just as I drifted off, the pounding started.
Now, I did have a slight headache from the Bahama Mamas at Wave Bands the evening before. So I tried to ignore it.
The pounding went on.
I suddenly remembered the pounding from the morning before and room service!
Why did we sleep through the buzzer/doorbell?
Why was I the only one who could hear the pounding on the door? DH and the kids didn't budge!
I leaped out of bed and flung open the door showing the room server my wares.
Or did I?
Had you going there for a bit, huh?
No! I covered the elephant trunk legs and Tedonkedonk behind in sweatpants and answered the door.
This time it was a lady CM bearing that tray of room service goodies! See? I didn't need to get dressed after all!
OK, I did. Sensitivity to the delicate nature of the average person's gastrointestinal system to the horrors of my disfigured nether regions.
She placed the tray out on the verandah table. Smart lady. She just knew that people with a view like that would eat room service out there. It did mean she had to climb over sleeping DD in the Murphy bed, but she did it!
I handed her a big tip! What a cool lady!
DH decided to awaken after the work was done (notice a trend here??? Hhhmmm??) and join me on the verandah.
We were pulling into Castaway Cay! Wow!!
Check it out!!!
Standing on that verandah, sipping coffee and watching the Wonder back into Castaway Cay so smoothly and gracefully was most definitely an incredibly exciting event.
I cried and cried at the beauty of her.
The we saw the Flying Dutchman!
the Post Office
The Castaway Cay CMs helping to bring the Wonder in (think "Heigh Ho Heigh Ho song while looking.....)
and one more view of the Flying Dutchman, wow!!
We made the kids get up and come see!
They were jumping up and down with excitement!
I quickly grabbed the beach bag I'd packed in my luggage and stuffed our snorkeling gear inside, as well as extra sunscreen, then hopped a shower loading my very wet hair with conditioner and not rinsing it out.
22. Ladies (and long tressed pirate gents)! Wet your hair and slather on conditioner. Don't rinse! The damp hair with the conditioner keeps the salt water from damaging your hair. If your conditioner has sunscreen in it it also helps protect your hair from the rays of the sun.
My DD and I tried this for the first time for Castaway Cay. When we showered after, our hair felt terrific! No snarls and no fried ends!
Next Up! Life's a beach!
Why is someone playing church bells at this hour?
I awoke from the middle of some strange dream about CM Ian wearing a wench's costume and stripping at the Goofy Pool deck to this paranoia that we had just missed the start of Mass. Uh oh!
Well, we were missing Mass. Somewhere someplace in the world, someone was conducting Mass.
But we were on the Disney Wonder and someone important was on the telephone.
I answered it, thinking it must be terribly important for someone to call in the middle of the night.
It was Mickey. He was ridiculously cheerful on the phone demanding us to get up and get going. Bah!
I hung up the handset and rolled over.
Just as I drifted off, the pounding started.
Now, I did have a slight headache from the Bahama Mamas at Wave Bands the evening before. So I tried to ignore it.
The pounding went on.
I suddenly remembered the pounding from the morning before and room service!
Why did we sleep through the buzzer/doorbell?
Why was I the only one who could hear the pounding on the door? DH and the kids didn't budge!
I leaped out of bed and flung open the door showing the room server my wares.
Or did I?
Had you going there for a bit, huh?
No! I covered the elephant trunk legs and Tedonkedonk behind in sweatpants and answered the door.
This time it was a lady CM bearing that tray of room service goodies! See? I didn't need to get dressed after all!
OK, I did. Sensitivity to the delicate nature of the average person's gastrointestinal system to the horrors of my disfigured nether regions.
She placed the tray out on the verandah table. Smart lady. She just knew that people with a view like that would eat room service out there. It did mean she had to climb over sleeping DD in the Murphy bed, but she did it!
I handed her a big tip! What a cool lady!
DH decided to awaken after the work was done (notice a trend here??? Hhhmmm??) and join me on the verandah.
We were pulling into Castaway Cay! Wow!!
Check it out!!!
Standing on that verandah, sipping coffee and watching the Wonder back into Castaway Cay so smoothly and gracefully was most definitely an incredibly exciting event.
I cried and cried at the beauty of her.
The we saw the Flying Dutchman!
the Post Office
The Castaway Cay CMs helping to bring the Wonder in (think "Heigh Ho Heigh Ho song while looking.....)
and one more view of the Flying Dutchman, wow!!
We made the kids get up and come see!
They were jumping up and down with excitement!
I quickly grabbed the beach bag I'd packed in my luggage and stuffed our snorkeling gear inside, as well as extra sunscreen, then hopped a shower loading my very wet hair with conditioner and not rinsing it out.
22. Ladies (and long tressed pirate gents)! Wet your hair and slather on conditioner. Don't rinse! The damp hair with the conditioner keeps the salt water from damaging your hair. If your conditioner has sunscreen in it it also helps protect your hair from the rays of the sun.
My DD and I tried this for the first time for Castaway Cay. When we showered after, our hair felt terrific! No snarls and no fried ends!
Next Up! Life's a beach!