It’s been about a month since my last post, and quite a bit has happened. I spent Christmas at Disney World, where all the children are tired and cranky, and the parents have spent thousands to be miserable and arguing about where to go. We went with my husband’s parents, and his sister’s family. Our plan each day was to hire a guide and use fast pass. We got to the parks when they opened and saw as much as we could before lunch. After lunch it was back to the hotel for naps, then dinner at one of the restaurants, and then back for bed. So we didn’t get to do all the rides, but we also didn’t have to wait 104 minutes in 80 degree heat with 4 kids under the age of 7…seriously, some of the rides had over 100 minute waits.
At one point I asked our guide how often he sees happy parents at Disney. As he proudly told me it was his 40th day straight going to the park he also said “Disney brings out the best in people, and the worst”. According to him, the number one thing he sees people fighting about was where to go. He said “you usually see one person holding the map and the other person snatching it out while saying they know where to go”. Add in the heat, overpriced food and drinks, hour plus waits for rides that last only a minute or two, all while surrounded by other people who also emptied their bank accounts to give their kids some fucking magic at Christmas!
That’s not to say there aren’t really amazing memories being made when your child gets to meet their favorite princess who they think is the real deal. Or when you get the photos back from your FastPass and you find gems like this (I am the one clutching my baby while crying…)
This was taken on the Snow White inspired 7 Dwarfs Mine Ride. It was one of our first rides on the first day. Thanks to the guide and FastPass we managed to walk right through, and somehow didn’t see the actual ride as we entered (or no way would I have gotten on). Mind you, you only have to be 30” to ride, but it was still a variation of roller coaster and I felt like I was going to die as you can see in the photo…funny now…but at the time you would have thought I was on Tower of Terror.
After a few days at Disney, the rest of our trip was spent in the Ft. Lauderdale area which was pretty relaxing, beautiful weather, and amazing views of the ocean. Then it was back to Chicago after New Years and back to the realities of life. One of which is obsessively checking my social media accounts.
I should note that I rejoined Facebook over the summer after a 6 year break. I seriously should have waited till the presidential election results were in, and I may have reconsidered rejoining. My feed has been constantly filled with peoples political views. Some I agree with, some I don’t. Some have surprised me by what the “like”…some seem to blindly like every news story that appears to have anything to do with the political group they align without ever looking into the facts behind the headline which is sad and makes me want to not see anything they do, like, or say (but I need someone to show me how to do that function). I almost miss the totally annoying “My husband is the best husband and father” posts where the wifey brags about how her husband let her sleep in while him and the perfect kids tip toed around cooking her breakfast to serve to her in bed…
Instead all I am really seeing is essentially two very divided sides. One was going to be disappointed. Whichever side lost was going to feel cheated and was going to take to the streets and social media to try and change the inevitable outcome. I get it, it sucks when your team doesn’t win. For some “millennials” this is the first time they didn’t get the prize they feel they earned for participating. For others, its fear, fear that rights will be taken away. Rights that were granted because of the choices, sweat, and tears of those who came before us.
At the same time, our democratic process picked an individual to be the 45th President of the United States and we are stuck with him for the next 4 years. In the meantime, if I disagree with your political views, I promise I won’t be that person who goes off in your comments…but if you are one of those hot headed people, I thank you, because reading the comments is really the only reason why I’m even still on Facebook…