(Thanks Mommy for the idea)
For this week’s Flashback Friday, it’s another trip to Disneyland. I’m telling you, I really, really love that place. I can’t help it.
We like to tell people that we seem to have become quality control for Disneyland. We’ve had family members removed from It’s a Small World, evacuated from Winnie-the-Pooh, I keep them on their toes with all my food allergies and an experience I had when I was little became part of the training for the Matterhorn. What can I say? We like being different. Here is one experience I had last year.
- My mom, dad and me at Disneyland. February 26, 2010 (Photo taken by my brother)
It was the last day of being 27-years-old and we celebrated at the Happiest Place on Earth. One of my favorite rides is Big Thunder Mountain and I have the privilege of saying that I have sat in every seat on that ride in one night. Grad Night was fun. Anyway.. back to last year. We decided to ride the rollercoaster and I scream a lot on that ride and mimic the mountain goat when we go by. When the ride was over, my backpack didn’t want to come up off the floor very well. As my mom was getting out behind me she noticed that something had fallen from my backpack and into the opening where the safety bar comes down to hold you in the seat. She bent down and tried to pull it out while the next group was getting on. A cast member noticed what she was doing and we showed him that something had gotten lodged. It was my metal canister of sunscreen.
The cast member immediately emptied the car and told the other cast members. They backed up the train and placed it out-of-service. I broke a ride. Well, at least part of a ride. My dad and brother were standing out side the ride wondering what had happened to us. It took two cast member a couple of minutes to get the can dislodged from the opening. The cast member who managed to get the can out gave it back to me and I apologized profusely. I could not believe that I, of all people, had to break part of one of my favorite rides the day before my birthday. I still have the can with the dent and I laugh every time I open my medicine cabinet and see it.
Throughout the rest of the day, that car sat back on the tracks at Big Thunder waiting until it could be inspected properly. It still amazes us today at how fast that cast member reacted and pulled, not just the people in that section of the train, but the whole train. People have died on that ride out of their own stupidity. I trust the rides at Disneyland with my life because I know they get inspected on a daily basis because they truly care about each and every guest that passes through those gates. I will never forget that moment or any of the ones we’ve had for quality control. I know that I could never thank any of the cast members enough for making me and my family feel safe. We do our best to keep you on your toes.
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I decided tonight that for my Flashback Friday (which I completely forgot about by the way), I would just share a few pictures from any of my many trips to Disneyland. I really do love this place and would live there if I could.
My, my mom, my dad and my brother.
Disneyland's Christmas tree.
New Orleans Station
Inside the Riverbelle Terrace. The first time we saw we empty.
A model of Splash Mountain
Walt Disney "Imagineering the Future"
The Happiest Place on Earth
I’m in a weird mood today. I have a lot of things going through my head right now and don’t really know how to deal with it. So I figured I would share a picture of my brother and I when we were little. I’m probably about a year and a half to two years old I think (Mommy, you’ll have to correct me if I’m wrong) in this picture. My brother, Bryan, is two years older than me and we bicker like siblings are supposed to, but for whatever reason, I love him. I honestly cannot tell you why the picture is so faint.
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A couple of years ago at the Tri-County Fair, my mom and I were helping to sell raffle tickets for the Friendship Center, a place where people with Alzheimer’s could be watched so their loved ones could run errands and such. My grandpa used to go until it was shut down due to the loss of funding from the State. Next to our booth was a gentleman who had all kinds of bugs, alive and dead. One of the cases I refused to go anywhere near because it had a tarantula. Granted it was dead, but have I mentioned that I am arachnophobic? Maybe I’ll write about that in another post.
My mom and I watched as he caused people to gather as he talked about a few of the live bugs that he had. His daughters helped show off the bugs. My mom didn’t hesitate when she was asked by one of the daughters if she wanted to hold the stick bug. I
was a different story. I don’t like bugs. Certain ones don’t creep me out but that is a VERY short list. I watched my mom hold on to them and I was building the confidence in myself to stick my hand out. Finally I covered my arms with my sweatshirt and held out my arm. They put the bug on me and I was still a little creeped out.
A stick bug
After a few moments, the stick bug started to slip off my arm. Without hesitation I grabbed him with my bare hand. He (I think it was a he) was a lot lighter than I thought. I couldn’t feel him through my Navy sweatshirt but as the bug grabbed hold of my bare hand I realized that he couldn’t hurt me. I started to look at him a lot closer and he was very interesting to look at.
Me with my new friend
My mom has no fear when it comes to bugs. She will feed the spiders in her house and is willing to touch anything. I know she has her limits but I’m not sure what they are. She had the courage to hold the hissing cochroach, but there was no way you were going to get me to do that. I’ve killed enough cochroaches in my apartment, there was no way you were going to get me to hold one. She said that they were colder that what she thought. I’ll take her word for it.
I got to hold them again the next day but I did drop him a couple of times on accident. He couldn’t get a good enough grip because of my lotion, even though it had been hours since I put it on. I will never forget that day when I gathered enough courage to get over something that I was uncomfortable with at first but managed to enjoy it. That gentleman wasn’t at the Fair last year and I hope he comes back. I miss those stick bugs.
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My friend Cathy got me into INXS because she’s in love with JD Fortune, the lead singer that won the INXS TV show/contest thing. When she got the opportunity to get REALLY good seats for one of their concerts in Tucson, AZ in 2007, she jumped at the chance and bought two tickets. I have family in both Phoenix and Tucson so I knew we would have free places to stay a night or two. It said third row on our tickets but it turned out to be second row. We were on the far right side of the stage but we didn’t care. We were in the second row. I had never been to a big concert like this. I had been to smaller, Christian concerts before, but not to see a band that everyone has heard of.
I drove the whole way, even though Cathy and I were supposed to share the driving responsibilities, but I like to drive so I never gave up the wheel. We stayed the night before the concert at my aunt and uncle’s house in Phoenix and got to do some shopping. I introduced Cathy to P.F. Chang’s. Such good food. Pricey but good. We did some shopping the next day before heading down to Tucson to drop off our stuff at my cousin’s house. Turned out my aunt was visiting as well so it ended up being a very crowed house. We asked Genaphur and David where the venue was and David (or Mitch as we call him in our family) looked it up. It was time for us to leave so we could get there early. Yeah. The place that he gave us directions to was located just south of Tucson. Of course I had to miss the only turn off and I figured there had to be an overpass or somewhere where we could turn around.
It was passed 7:30 at night and the concert started at 8:00 and I was driving on a freeway I had never been on before. I started to get worried the further we drove and the signs started saying “Nogales, X mi” to “Nogales, X Km”. Well crap. I’m pretty sure we were about 30 yards from the Mexico border and neither one of us has passports. Finally there was an overpass and I turned around. We finally pulled into the casino but there wasn’t anything stating that INXS was performing there. I called David and he realized that he gave us directions to the wrong place. Oops.
We headed off back to Tucson and after a few more wrong turns (and using all of the gas left in my tank) we finally made it to the correct place. It was about 8:30 I think when we finally got in and it turned out that we only missed the opening act. We found our seats and got to chat with the fans around us. The concert was incredible and it was amazing being the close to them. A few of them even waited until I got my picture before they moved on. It was the best for my first concert.
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One of the best performances by Playhouse 395 was Joseph and the Amazing Technicolored Dreamcoat. While each performance has gotten better with each production, Joseph still stands out amongst all of us. It was one of those performances that cannot be described properly with words. You had to be there. My mom and I watched the movie after seeing the play and immediately thought the play was much better. We had the music in our heads for months following that play.
The one scene that stands out for me was with the Pharoh. Played by Ron (I can’t think of his last name) he took the role to the next level in my opinion. I remember the first time he turned around and was dressed as a Pharoh Elvis and even sang like that. I couldn’t stop laughing and I knew I had to get a picture with him.
I’ll edit this post again, once I can find the photo. I’m not sure where it is at the moment.
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Since my birthday is just around the corner, I thought I would share some of my presents from my birthday in 2008 when I turned 26. I was working at Baskin Robbins at the time and I still remember my grandpa walking through the door with a couple of roses in his hands.
About six months before my birthday my grandma, mom and I were looking at some of my grandma’s jewelery. I looked at one ring and told my grandma that I wanted the ring when I got married. It fit my left ring finger perfectly. When we were at dinner, I opened her gift and there was my ring. I was shocked that she had given it to me then.
I set all of my gifts and cards on top of my desk and they sat there for a few days. I have said before that I love the look of dried flowers and have a hard time throwing them away once they have dried up and died while still in their vases. These roses that Pa gave me are still in my apartment three years later. They were the last roses that he gave me for my birthday and I don’t have the heart to throw them away just yet. One day I will but I won’t know when that will be and I’m not in any hurry.