The Pop Century lobby was quiet, we were the only ones who got off the bus so the line to check in didn't exist.
70's music was playing overhead. To our right was a room that looked like it could be out of a cartoon, the T.V was playing cartoons and Rig headed straight towards it.
Rig watches cartoons in the mornings while I make him breakfast. Sometimes he is still just a boy.
"Come on Rig, we need to check in."
"You can't do that alone?, you need me to hold your hand?"
"I don't need you to hold my hand, I want you to hold my hand, we never had a real honeymoon, this could be it, come be in love with me."
"I'm in love with you all the time."
He came and grabbed onto my hand, "Honeymoon huh?."
The lady working at the counter looked like she did not want to be working at all, she sighed when she saw us come up and then slowly walked over to us.
Rig tipped his hat to her, "Evening Ma'am" and wouldn't you know it, her attitude changed just like that.
"Hi, Welcome, checking in?
Rig answers for me, I am too giddy with excitement, I was giggling and Rig kept shushing me while laughing at me, I was shivering with excitement, my teeth were chattering, this has only happened to me twice before. The day I left Texas to be with Rig and the day I married him.
the lady asked if we were celebrating anything.
Rig leaned in and whispered to her, "Our honeymoon."
She congratulated us and said that we had been upgraded to a pool view. she got out a map and showed us where our room was and how to get there, she also showed us where the pools were located, Everything Pop, and the bus stops. Then explained how our room key also worked as our park tickets and meal voucher. But we would need to come down the next day and check in again since our first night was room only and our key didn't have anything but the room on it. Then she gave us 2 "I'm celebrating" buttons.
We gathered up our stuff, Rig tipping his hat again and she getting all twitterpated.
We stopped for a few seconds to gawk at the huge Christmas tree, Rig got a guest there to take our picture in front of it. then we went outside.
You step out the door and the first thing you smell is chlorine, now everytime I smell Chlorine it reminds me of Pop Century.
first impressions of this resort...I love it! It was so Disney, all the big statues and all the phrases on the buildings, it was magical.
Rig pulled out the map, "How am I supposed to read a map covered up in black sharpie?"
Finding the room was pretty easy though, we were close to the big wheel, on the way Rig saw the statue of Goofy holding the surf board. Rig's favorite character is Goofy. He shoved the camera in my hands, "Get my picture with Goofy," he yelled as he was running over to it.
Did you know that area is a water play area? We didn't, but Rig found out real fast when a large jet of water shot out and nailed him, he kept jumping around and with each step another jet of water would shoot up and nab him.
The way he was jumping and howling, he looked and sounded like Goofy.
He did make it to Goofy, he posed for the picture then did the jumping and howling on his way back over to me.
I pointed out that he could have walked through the grass and avoided the second round of water jets.
"I could of baby, but that would of cut out half the fun."
I really like "Disney Rig" so happy go lucky. I don't get to see much of a happy go lucky Rig.
We took pictures by the big wheel and the super huge Mickey Mouse phone, and a few by the soccer people before heading to the elevator to find our room.
Our room was on the second floor, once you exit the elevator you go to your left, to go right would take you to nothing.
Left off the elevator, then right then left and our room was half way down almost in front of the computer pool.
Rig opened up our door and tossed our bags in, he picked me up and carried me in, not the romantic, carry your bride over the thresh hold way, it was more like how he would pick up and carry a sack of feed. He tossed me down on the bed. I thought he might try and get frisky with me, but he didn't, he instead turned on the television and started flipping through the channels.
I looked around the room for a while, I thought the room would look more cartoonish, it was just a regular old motel room with Disney bedspreads and a disney picture.
"Rig let's do something."
"Like what?"
"Well you could get changed and we could go to down town disney."
"I don't need to change, I'm fine."
Rig needed to change though, his jeans were soaked from his romping around in the water jets, but Rig doesn't care about what his jeans look like. I did convince him he needed to change though. He put on different jeans and we left the room, I would liked to have changed too I felt like I looked wringled, but my bag still hadn't come, I was told it could be 3 hours at the least.
Finding the bus stop was a no brainer, even with sharpie marker all over our map. It was a little chilly out, I put on the zip up hoody I had brought.
The line for downtown disney was short, we were a couple people back. As we waited I looked around, it hadn't kicked in yet that I was really in disney world, I was thinking that would happend once I got to the park tomorrow.
I like the way Florida smells at night, it smells like swamp and flowers. I think each state has it's own smell, Texas always smelled like dust I thought.
Once the bus came and we boarded, it filled up really fast, where did all these people come from, it was almost 7pm. Rig gave up his seat for a lady carrying a small child. He even held her diaper bag while she got situated.
Rig looked comfortable holding that diaper bag, he looked good too, it was a nice glimpse into the future, if Rig looked that good holding a diaper bag, he would look even better holding a baby. and I know years down the road when we are bringing our first child to disney I will think back to this night.
Rig caught me staring at him and gave me a wink. I always go weak in the knees when he winks at me.
We got to down town Disney and Rig carried the diaper bag off the bus for the lady, she was so grateful, kept thanking him.
As we walked into the shopping area, my excitement was growing, I was feeling good, happy to be alive and at disney.
The first store we went into was wonderful world of memories. I didn't even know I wanted a picture frame until I saw 3 that I liked, Rig talked me into waiting to buy them until I see what else is out there. Rig is really good at talking me out of spending.
I wanted to do the make a t-shirt, but I didn't know what to have it say. Rig said I am so long winded that anything I came up with probably wouldn't even fit on the shirt.
It's true, I can't even sign a birthday card with a simple "Love, Lee" Rig said even my grocery lists are like reading a book.
Last February I got the flu real bad and Rig had to do the shopping for the week, I made him a list otherwise he would of come home with spam and beef jerky and called it dinner.
he exaggerates when he tells this story to friends, "Lee's grocery list was like..
Apples, the green kind, I think they are called granny smiths, they're are kind of bitter but go really good with caramel and don't forget the caramel, not caramel candy but the already melted kind in the tub in the produce aisle
Popcicles, but not the kind on a stick, I hate the way the wooden stick feels on my teeth, but don't get icecream either, I am in the mood for popcicles.
Lunch meat. Preferably turkey but I would be ok with ham, no bologna, and no spam, that's not meat!
He said grocery shopping took him all day because of that list even though there were only 10 items on it.
But anyway, we left that store without having purchased anything.
The next store was right across the way, the christmas store, I found an ornament I liked for our tree back home. It was a mickey head made with red plastic berries. Rig thought it was too expensive for what it was.
"Lee, I could make that for free."
"I believe you could Rig, but will you?"
"No, no I won't, if you want it buy it."
And I did.
Tren D was my favorite store, I could have bought everything in there, I left the store empty handed and Rig left wiping his brow and breathing a sigh of relief, he knows what kind of damage I could have done in there.
We made it as far as the Leggo store when exhaustion set in, I couldn't go any further. Rig and I turned around and headed back to the bus stop.
I was dead tired, it was one of the tireds that there is no bouncing back from, I was achey, I felt sick, I just needed to crash.
The bus came and as soon as we sat down and Rig put his arm around me. (better then any blanket) I snuggled into him and a peaceful sleep. I woke up when I heard the bus stop and the doors open, I started to stand up, "Not yet Lee, I will wake you when it's our stop."
some more people had boarded the bus.
As I fell back asleep, the bus turned quiet, just a few people murmuring to eachother.
Rig woke me when we got to our resort. We decided to go into Everything Pop and get a snack to eat. We hadn't eaten since our layover. The place was empty and they were in the process of shutting down for the night. I really felt too tired to eat but I got celery and carrot sticks with ranch dressing, Rig got a sandwich, we were going to get a pop when we heard the lady in front of us in line explaining the refillable mugs to her friend. Rig ended up getting us each a mug, his with a black lid, mine was red.
We paid for out stuff, rinsed our mugs and filled them, I got coke, Rig got coffee, and then we went to our room to eat.
My bag was waiting for me inside the door. I had been a little fearful that it might not show up for days, so I was happy to see it.
I ate my veggies while trying to keep my eyes open, I finally just got my pj's out of my bag and hit the shower.
While I was in the shower Rig banged on the door, "I'm just going to take a bar of soap and go down to the water jets to shower."
"Rig, you better be joking." God I hoped he was.
All showered and clean, I came out into the room, Rig had gotten as far as removing his shirt and one boot, he was asleep. I couldn't get him to wake up, so I just pulled the side of the comforter up and covered him, then I climbed into bed next to him.
I listened to the rhythm of Rigs breathing thinking, 'I'm so lucky to have married a man that doesn't snore."
I'm understanding everything you've written so far! Weird-like a long lost twin! 
Chris Ledoux's "Whatcha Gonna Do With A Cowboy" is most def. talking about us! "It takes a special woman to put up with the life a cowboy leads...." 
maybe Harlequin will want it.
then I married him. Was your cowboy a gentleman?
I only look at one cowboy in his wranglers, but I hear you girl.
