"...This is the Part We Call the Probervial 'Monkeywrench in the Works', or, 'It's All Downhill From Here'..."
....Jean thought it best to take a short-cut of sorts, through Millennium Village (also known as World Showplace), home of Craft Beers. Traditionally, we are not 'beer people", mostly because I am not necessarily fond of the taste of beer [
just doesn't do anything for me] and most beer isn't GF (...well, the good ones aren't). So, we wouldn't be side-tracked by any of the hypnotic flavors that were offered here - or so we thought....
...we'd gone into one door, walked straight through, only stopping long enough to get my passport stamped, and continued out the opposite door. Funny thing happened on the way out - no Ron. I yelled ahead to Jean that somewhere inside we lost my DH, so we turned around and went back inside to look for him. There he was, standing near the other door, apparently deep in conversation on his cellphone. My oldest DS was the other participant of this very serious conversation and he'd been regaling him with all the dirty details about the 'pending Halloween party that was to take place at our house the next night, compliments of my youngest DS', complete with about 40 to 50 revelers. I think it fair to point out that Facebook can be our best friend or our worst enemy - in our case, it was a little of both. It seems that Todd was surfing Facebook when a little ditty caught his eye, so he decided to investigate it, calling one of the 'authors' of that post (who turned out to be one of my youngest DS's friends). Everything seemed too suspicious, so he decided to (rightfully so) enlighten my DH to let him know of these recent turn of events. Of course, my DH only needs the slightest of reasons NOT to enjoy all that WDW has to offer, and suddenly we wants to head to MCO and board the first flight back to New Jersey. Needless-to-say, this put quite a damper on the rest of our trip; at this point, he called my other DS, Jesse, the 'voice of reason' to do some sleuthing of his own and try to get to the bottom of the situation at hand.....turns out, our trip would be punctuated with these phone calls throughout the next two days, almost shredding whatever bit of happiness or gaiety we could muster. For goodness sake, we are at Walt Disneyworld - the place of 'eternal happiness'....
As we walked to the Welcome Center, Ron recapped all that had happened, with the rest of us incredulous at this point, trying to figure out a viable solution for a 'happy ending', all the while Jean assuring Ron not to worry, everything will work out. He seemed to be appeased (well, either that or he just put forth his best face so as not to bring us down too)...We arrived at the designated area and soon were seated, left of the 'stage area'. I can only speak of this particular seminar since we don't have anything to compare it to. I must say that it was both entertaining and enlightening and well worth the $15/person. We were the happy recipients of a generous 'sample' of the event's featured meal, pheasant with apples and mushrooms, prepared by Chef Jerome Brown, paired with a delightful New Zealand pinot noir:
Afterwards, we received a copy of the recipe and were given the opportunity to have it autographed by chef.....Maureen and I did so but we only stayed long enough to check out the assortment of wines and products offered for sale at the Festival Wine Shop - unfortunately, we declined on making any purchases....
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....we continued on and stopped to watch the lumberjacks in action - I think the sound of the power tools did my DH in...men and their power tools - I guess it's akin to women and the nearest DSW shoe store...
It is completely a matter of pacing.
