2Princes2Princesses: Florida is my nirvana.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Florida is my nirvana.

We made it here in one piece.

We landed in Orlando 15 minutes early (I absolutely love Southwest Airlines). We proceeded to the lower level and found the longest line for Magical Express that I have ever seen. After waiting in that nightmare line....we boarded the bus for Old Key West. Arriving just in time to stand in ANOTHER line to check in. However, since I was not at work, I could have cared less.

Also, our room was ready. Before noon. Old Key West gets two thumbs way, way up from me.

We were driven to our room by a very nice bellman. We are in the Turtle Pond area, bldg 31. Our balcony overlooks the golf course and a pond, with a fountain in it. Beautiful. We can hear the traffic on Buena Vista Drive, but again, I could care less. I am out there right now as I write this.

After we dragged our butts and our Owner's Locker to the room, we freshened up and were about to head out, when the bellman returned with our groceries from Garden Grocer. We put everything away and set off for the bus stop.

Our bus for Epcot came pretty quickly and we were off for our first park!!!

More later...

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So you can keep us straight as I ramble:

Steph - That's ME. A little nuts, 35 years old. I work at home because for some reason I thought that would be a swell idea. I was mistaken. I have gone to Nursing and started medical school and then decided neither one suited me. I have recently become somewhat memory challenged, I have been told it is stress. I have OCD. I have a good sense of humor about it, and about a lot of other things. I have a pretty dark (and sometimes dirty) sense of humor. Don't say I did not warn you.
John - My husband, also a little nuts, though not formally diagnosed. He is 36. He is Court and Tom's stepdad. Court occasionally calls him Lumpy. I am not sure why. He is a 50% disabled veteran. He has Gulf War Syndrome. THere really is no ONE Gulf War Syndrome, apparently. All I know is he came back from Iraq and gets these huge, itchy rashes all over, including in his eyes. They are horrific and no one can tell us what the hell they are. Actually that may be why Court calls him Lumpy. I have diagnosed it as "creeping crud."
Courtney - My oldest. She is 15. You will probably hear alot about her, hopefully some of it will be good. She just started high school and thinks we are complete dunderheads. Unfortunately for her, we are not. She also thinks she is in charge. -insert hysterical laughter here-
Tom - My 13-year-old. We say he is in "Tommy World" most of the time. Unfortunately, Tommy World does not include homework. It also seems he was given an attitude for his 13th birthday. Fantastic! He has always been kind of a Mom's boy and hates to make me mad. All together now: Awwwww. -gag-
Gainey - Her given name is Morgaine. My sister calls her Midge. We sometimes call her Princess Yeti to annoy her. She is 5 and pretty smart (and smart-assed) for her age. Thinks she actually IS a princess and we are her servants. Her name? Yes, she is named after King Arthur's 1/2 sister, from Mists of Avalon by Harriet Zimmer Bradley. She is also exceptionally small. Johnnie is bigger and we are asked frequently if they are twins or if he is older.
Johnnie - Our youngest. He just turned 3 in December. He is a pretty BIG boy. Alternates between completely psycho and completely loveable. Makes me laugh alot, although if he didn't, I would probably cry. We are about to embark on potty training. That ought to make for some good blog posts for you.
Jerry - Though he does not live with us, you may hear about him. He is my ex, Court and Tom's dad. We get along really well, which is why I will bitch and moan about him, because I can get away with it. He is also 35. We talk almost daily. As you can imagine, that goes over well with the ladies.