crostorfer
Gryffindor Gal
- Joined
- Mar 29, 2008
*Warning. You are about to enter a dark lair heavy on sarcasm with a splash of soy milk. Wait....that was my Starbucks order. But yes, heavy on the sarcasm. If you do not venture forth with a good sense of humor, I may appear more of a total witch than a witty and fun woman of wisdom. But then again, I may just be a witch. Just ask my husband. You have been warned.*
Let me begin by saying that I hate pre-trip reports. Can't stand them. Why would anyone want to read about someone's life outside of the realm of the former swamp land that is the world of Disney? Everyone knows that all we really want to know is how many towel animals you got and the only pictures we really want to see are of food porn on the Dining Reviews forum. Seriously, it has to be only narcasistic, attention hogs who write these things, right? That being said, I can't stand that I don't have one myself, so here is mine.
My name is Casey, X-Ray Diva extraordinnaire and your author for what is sure to be a pre trip report filled with mirth, merriment and the occasion zing. I am an avid Monty Python fan, a Twilight Mom, a Harry Potter Nerd, and the Queen of completely useless information about nothing. With me on this not so perilous journey is my 7 year old mini-me Kassidy. A Diva in her own right, she is my right hand girl and loves to spend hours looking at Disney guide books with me. Every morning before I leave for work she checks the wait times on Undercover Tourist for me. This is us at Christmas.
Along for the pre-trip ride, but unfortunately not along for the Disney journey is my husband. We'll call him Disney Hating Dad for fun. Unfortunately for us the Navy decided that they needed my husband more the last week of September than Disney does, so he doesn't get to make this trip with us. Here he is in all his Joe Navy glory.
We live in just the darn tootin'ist cute little tourist trap town in America at the gateway to the San Juan Islands just north of Seattle, WA. Because of this, I would never stay at the Wilderness Lodge, LOL, the theme would be lost on us.
Lovely isn't it? I wouldn't ever want to live anywhere else. But seriously, 62 degrees for a high in July? We might wilt like flower petals in the hot Florida sun. Stay tuned for my upcoming trip report, probably titled "Touring the World on a respirator while looking like a drowned rat."
Now that the introductions are complete, on to how this little venture came to be, and how the United States Navy always likes to step in and try to ruin my best laid vacation plans.....
Let me begin by saying that I hate pre-trip reports. Can't stand them. Why would anyone want to read about someone's life outside of the realm of the former swamp land that is the world of Disney? Everyone knows that all we really want to know is how many towel animals you got and the only pictures we really want to see are of food porn on the Dining Reviews forum. Seriously, it has to be only narcasistic, attention hogs who write these things, right? That being said, I can't stand that I don't have one myself, so here is mine.
My name is Casey, X-Ray Diva extraordinnaire and your author for what is sure to be a pre trip report filled with mirth, merriment and the occasion zing. I am an avid Monty Python fan, a Twilight Mom, a Harry Potter Nerd, and the Queen of completely useless information about nothing. With me on this not so perilous journey is my 7 year old mini-me Kassidy. A Diva in her own right, she is my right hand girl and loves to spend hours looking at Disney guide books with me. Every morning before I leave for work she checks the wait times on Undercover Tourist for me. This is us at Christmas.
Along for the pre-trip ride, but unfortunately not along for the Disney journey is my husband. We'll call him Disney Hating Dad for fun. Unfortunately for us the Navy decided that they needed my husband more the last week of September than Disney does, so he doesn't get to make this trip with us. Here he is in all his Joe Navy glory.
We live in just the darn tootin'ist cute little tourist trap town in America at the gateway to the San Juan Islands just north of Seattle, WA. Because of this, I would never stay at the Wilderness Lodge, LOL, the theme would be lost on us.
Lovely isn't it? I wouldn't ever want to live anywhere else. But seriously, 62 degrees for a high in July? We might wilt like flower petals in the hot Florida sun. Stay tuned for my upcoming trip report, probably titled "Touring the World on a respirator while looking like a drowned rat."
Now that the introductions are complete, on to how this little venture came to be, and how the United States Navy always likes to step in and try to ruin my best laid vacation plans.....