GreatBiscuit
Golden but never flaky
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- Aug 20, 1999
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She is normally such a good driver, but this.. this was well out of her wheelhouse! LOL!Oh my gosh I was laughing so hard reading about your mom’s scooter driving
I can picture her on the bus trying to park the thing, really funny.
I’m glad you are settling in at the RV park! I would love to be in Tucson right now, it is very cold here.
We use to spend time at the desert museum and the saguaro national park. I miss the area!
I hope work is going well!
First read that as Roll-E Panics & Right in the WaterR is for: Roll-E Panics & Right on the Water
What? It does? What's going on out there???I’m slow because life goes on outside of the DIS. I know… shocker.
Ugh. Yuck.Unfortunately, my folks’ flight was delayed by quite a bit and instead of arriving at 8:00PM, it was closer to 11:00.
How does she do that?!?!?!? Tell her to teach her methods to others. She'll make a killing!When they knocked on the door, Marcia was sound asleep and the ruckus of them settling in didn’t phase her one bit.
Holy smokes. I didn't know that was even possible. I can't imagine the pain your mom must have felt.Turns out, we know now, that her knee replacement that had been done a couple of years prior had failed and the head of it had completely broken off. Her surgeon (who redid the knee only months after this trip and who also did my own knee surgery a couple of months ago) told her he couldn’t understand how she was even able to stand up on it at all.
They all started snoring, and I laid there awake for hours listening to a veritable nasal symphony.
The bathtub????I finally gave up and found a quieter, but horribly uncomfortable refuge in the bathtub
Would've been pretty surprised if you had!No, I did not get any sleep there either, just in case you were wondering.
NOI had my timeline completely messed up. I’m sure you’ll forgive me
The line and ride went as it, uh, always does, and wanna know what, uh, he said when we got off when we met up with the other two?
“That ride is *****in’! (He's such a hip dad!)
Great! And he's right... that's such a great ride.I kid you not, he declared it the best theme park ride he’s ever been on. I could have left the park very happy at that point
How did that happen? Was it because of the scooter train?a CM was very kind and let us into a little roped off area (the one just to the left of the doors as you walk inside) for us to eat in.
Are you? Are you really???Mom, like me, decided to get a scooter for the trip and boy am I sure glad she did!!
See?Until she almost killed me.
Yes, she legit almost killed us both and about a dozen other people over the course of the trip.
Maybe she'd be useful.Please God, do not let me be stuck in a Zombie Apocalypse with my mom and our only transportation be scooters. We will die.
With good reason. Disney shouldn't allow rain during park hours.We did have ponchos, but this really made my mom cranky.
I’ve already showed you those photos as well, but good luck finding that chapter (pg. 22 maybe?) since I suck at keeping up with my chapter links.
Anyway, we’re almost to the end of the trail, and for some reason I stopped or slowed down and mom wasn’t watching, but instead of letting go of the throttle, she freaking speeds up and steers OFF THE PATH UP A LITTLE HILL AND NEARLY TIPS OVER ON TOP OF ME!
She had it in reverse and crashed into a set of seats completely tearing off the basket holding all of her stuff and nearly sails off the ramp thing.
I bet!The look on the driver’s face was priceless.
I wonder how many times a shift he says that!He gently took hold of the handlebar and says in his most feigned voice of patience, “How about if I help you out a little with this.” I know he was thinking, “Lady touch those buttons again, and I’m calling security. I hate my job.”
Well, that's unfortunate.our dinner at the Boathouse. Let me just summarize and say that while the food was somewhat lackluster,
Nice.I requested a table outside as it was a perfectly gorgeous evening and still warm and luckily we got a table right on the rail. It was perfection!
You get... pain relief?I ordered a salad which was equally unimpressive, but “necessary”. If you’ll recall, I was still on narcotic pain relievers (that surgery recovery was NOT happening very quickly) and we all know what happens with that.
That's okay. We come here because there's no BS... well... okay... apparently there's S, but no B.Sorry if that's TMI, but I strive for nothing but honesty in this report. Most of the time.
What word did you think he said, Liesa? Hmmm??? What word was it, exactly???There was one moment, around the middle of our meal, that we still laugh about. Dad looks over and happened to catch the volcano at Rainforest going off; it’s loud and usually catches the attention of folks nearby. He says, “Oh hey, there’s an eruption over there.”.
I spit out my drink and literally choked on it. “DAD! THERE’S A WHAT?!?!”
“An eruption. Right over there. <pointing to the volcano>”
“OH my Gosh, that is NOT what I thought you said, <still laughing so hard I could barely breathe>
“What did you think I said? Ohhhhhh….”
<everyone at the table laughs for several minutes>
I can't believe she'd not take it and walk with that knee.Mom had decided to not take her scooter that evening I think out of fear she’d crash again, but sadly it really made it almost impossible for her to get back she was in so much pain.
"And that's how we spent the next 3 days of our Disney trip... walking slowly to the bus stop. Spoiler. We never got there. We're still here!"I also left mine behind and was using my walker. This made for a loooooooong walk to the buses, both of us having to stop multiple times and rest
Sorry. Not here. So can't say hello.If you’re still here and reading, drop a hello so I’ll know I’m not just talking to myself.
My mom’s knee was to a point that she was in constant pain and really couldn’t walk far or without difficulty. Turns out, we know now, that her knee replacement that had been done a couple of years prior had failed and the head of it had completely broken off.
They all started snoring, and I laid there awake for hours listening to a veritable nasal symphony. I finally gave up and found a quieter, but horribly uncomfortable refuge in the bathtub with an extra blanket and my pillow. No, I did not get any sleep there either, just in case you were wondering. I simply gave up around 4AM or so and went back to bed resigned to a sleepless night.
The line and ride went as it, uh, always does, and wanna know what, uh, he said when we got off when we met up with the other two?
“That ride is *****in’! (He's such a hip dad!)
Anyway, we’re almost to the end of the trail, and for some reason I stopped or slowed down and mom wasn’t watching, but instead of letting go of the throttle, she freaking speeds up and steers OFF THE PATH UP A LITTLE HILL AND NEARLY TIPS OVER ON TOP OF ME! Another guest runs up to her, “Are you alright?”
She had it in reverse and crashed into a set of seats completely tearing off the basket holding all of her stuff and nearly sails off the ramp thing. The look on the driver’s face was priceless. He gently took hold of the handlebar and says in his most feigned voice of patience, “How about if I help you out a little with this.” I know he was thinking, “Lady touch those buttons again, and I’m calling security. I hate my job.”
Let me just summarize and say that while the food was somewhat lackluster, the company and table and view were spectacular. I requested a table outside as it was a perfectly gorgeous evening and still warm and luckily we got a table right on the rail. It was perfection!
He says, “Oh hey, there’s an eruption over there.”.
I spit out my drink and literally choked on it. “DAD! THERE’S A WHAT?!?!”
“An eruption. Right over there. <pointing to the volcano>”
“OH my Gosh, that is NOT what I thought you said, <still laughing so hard I could barely breathe>
“What did you think I said? Ohhhhhh….”
<everyone at the table laughs for several minutes>
Hi Liesa!I’ll leave off there. Only one more park day and then the travel home and that’ll be it for this TR. If you’re still here and reading, drop a hello so I’ll know I’m not just talking to myself.
My mom’s knee was to a point that she was in constant pain and really couldn’t walk far or without difficulty.
Anyway, problem solved, we settled into our beds and went to sleep. Well, some of us did. Everyone but me, that is. They all started snoring, and I laid there awake for hours listening to a veritable nasal symphony. I finally gave up and found a quieter, but horribly uncomfortable refuge in the bathtub with an extra blanket and my pillow. No, I did not get any sleep there either, just in case you were wondering. I simply gave up around 4AM or so and went back to bed resigned to a sleepless night.
The line and ride went as it, uh, always does, and wanna know what, uh, he said when we got off when we met up with the other two?
“That ride is *****in’! (He's such a hip dad!)
Now, about that knee… Mom, like me, decided to get a scooter for the trip and boy am I sure glad she did!! Until she almost killed me. Yes, she legit almost killed us both and about a dozen other people over the course of the trip. Mom, if you’re reading this, I love you, but you cannot drive a scooter. Please God, do not let me be stuck in a Zombie Apocalypse with my mom and our only transportation be scooters. We will die.
She had it in reverse and crashed into a set of seats completely tearing off the basket holding all of her stuff and nearly sails off the ramp thing. The look on the driver’s face was priceless. He gently took hold of the handlebar and says in his most feigned voice of patience, “How about if I help you out a little with this.” I know he was thinking, “Lady touch those buttons again, and I’m calling security. I hate my job.”
Let me just summarize and say that while the food was somewhat lackluster, the company and table and view were spectacular. I requested a table outside as it was a perfectly gorgeous evening and still warm and luckily we got a table right on the rail. It was perfection!
I’ll leave off there. Only one more park day and then the travel home and that’ll be it for this TR. If you’re still here and reading, drop a hello so I’ll know I’m not just talking to myself.
I won't be at US, but the yellow one looks good!Drink winner? The Orange thing from the pool bar and the yellow one from Y&Y.
First read that as Roll-E Panics & Right in the Water
A little this, a little that. Which amounts to a lot.What? It does? What's going on out there???
How does she do that?!?!?!? Tell her to teach her methods to others. She'll make a killing!
Holy smokes. I didn't know that was even possible. I can't imagine the pain your mom must have felt.
The bathtub????
I know you're pretty small, but... how????
Would've been pretty surprised if you had!
Heh. If I find one of my DDs sleeping in the tub, I'm turning the (cold) water on.
Just for fun.
How did that happen? Was it because of the scooter train?
Are you? Are you really???
Brains....Maybe she'd be useful.
Mow them zombies down...
Your mom is rough on scooters... and pedestrians!
I wonder how many times a shift he says that!
You get... pain relief?
Seriously, didn't know about that until just now.
That's okay. We come here because there's no BS... well... okay... apparently there's S, but no B.
What word did you think he said, Liesa? Hmmm??? What word was it, exactly???
Did he think maybe they were doing some construction? Perhaps a tall building? Maybe a tower? Was he interested in its erection and developmental construction style?
I can't believe she'd not take it and walk with that knee.
"And that's how we spent the next 3 days of our Disney trip... walking slowly to the bus stop. Spoiler. We never got there. We're still here!"
I have a feeling that your Mom did not have the best experience at WDW. She must have been in terrible pain.
It is really cool about your Dad enjoying FoP. It must have made that part of the trip worth it.
I love when the bus drivers part the ECV's. They do it so quickly. Let's face it, even the most experienced ECV drivers would have trouble parking one of them in that small space.
Yikes. That sounds horrible! Can't believe she was traveling with that pain.
Oh joy. I'm usually the guilty party here, or at least I was until I got put on a CPAP machine. Now everyone seems to sleep much better.
I mean, he's not wrong!
You know what was priceless?? So this guy sees it all happen and he runs to MY MOM who is clearly fine and completely ignores me who was nearly killed by Cruella de Scooter. I almost DIE and this guy goes straight for the perp. Senseless act of sympathy.This is hilarious. The mental pictures that go along with the description are just priceless!
It just gets better!
Beautiful light for those photos.
I was so stunned and confused I had no idea what he was even talking about! After about 5 seconds what I *thought* he said registered and I literally burst out laughing and couldn't stop for several minutes.And you totally looked, didn't you???
Oh yay!!! I'm so glad you checked in to let me know you're here!!Dropping a hello! love your reports, lurking along!
Hey Susie!Hi Liesa!
Still reading along and enjoying! You had quite the adventure with your Mom. I don't know how she managed the parks at all with her poor knee. And you just recovering from surgery! You two were troopers. Glad to hear you are settling in well and enjoying your job!
She is right as rain although she did have a bone spur removed a few weeks ago. But already back to wearing shoes again and walking normally.I'm in pain just thinking of this. I hope she's much better now.
Poor Steppe. This happened to my oldest once. We went to DH's family hometown for a funeral and he got stuck in the room with DH's Dad. Poor Brent ended up in the tub too and no sleep.
This makes the whole day worth it.
I have to admit I did snicker a little while reading this. Would have made a great entrance in AFHV.
I've been witness to something like this on the bus too. Those poor bus drivers.
I'm sorry to hear the food was subpar, but you did get some lovely views.
Thanks, Vanessa! I'm just so horrible at DISsing here in Tucson. My RV is a lot of work with my makeover projects and outfitting it. I haven't really even taken advantage of the things to see and do around here. I am hoping that on Monday I can spend the day getting caught up on reading everyone's TRs.Of course I'm still here just trying to get caught back up.
I won't be at US, but the yellow one looks good!
Meh, so so. I'd agree with your take on it. It's "ok". I honestly have put it down for a while since I'm super busy with my RV makeover projects and outfitting it. It needed a lot of start up maintenance since it'd been in dry storage for 2 years under the hot sun with no shade. Hopefully soon I can start enjoying the pool and other things to do here at my rural setting park.I see you were reading The Alchemist. (Nice to get a shot of it with your drink to add to the color theme.) What did you think of it? I read it a few years ago, and I thought it was good but not great.
That was my mom's job.
Ah.She had earplugs.
Be less subtle next time...I will neither confirm nor deny that I might have "coughed" to gently stir them.
That's okay. I'm bigger and stronger than they are. I could take 'em.At your own risk. I'm sure they'd be cranky from no sleep.
"So? How many today?"I'd love to be a fly on the wall when he gets home at night and gripes to his wife.
Except when I forget who is where on what day. Then I just make it up.
Okay... don't know what that is.I know... but PTSPS.
We could mobile order margs and have them Uber Eated.