All7OfUs
<font color=darkorchid>We too are so very NOT into
- Joined
- Dec 12, 2007
Hot diggity!! I actually have the first really, truly free day all to myself in a very, very long time to get some writing done! Prior to this XQuisite (rare!) sunny day here in Salem, Oregon, Ive been swamped with every manner of stressful, painful, or busy drama (see previous post). That all seems to be subsiding now, with Bek safely stashed into nursing school, all the other kids doing swimmingly in their schools, my own classwork load winding down for the term and a stormy relationship for my 18 year old daughter now ended (hallelujah!).
So, onto something truly Disney related. What better way to spend a lazy afternoon than picking up on my TR that has been quite sadly neglected for months!! Lets pick up from where we left off, shall we??
:goes back to re-read the last real entry and grabs a Schweppes ginger ale for a sugar boost:
Ahhh, yes we were just ending our day with a gorilla butt, cuz, well, thats how I roll. And we were off to yet another show. This one involved no animals except for a pretty hilarious episode involving a horse or two butt thats getting ahead of myself.
Lets start by getting photos sorted, uploaded, and edited. :goes to spend an hour or more uploading photos again because I was all confused last week and uploaded the wrong ones:
Alright, Im back, that wasnt long at all, was it? Now, lets really start with a kick-up-our-feet sort of moment. If youve never been to the Mother of All Porches on Property, you MUST visit this one soon! Its over at Ft. Wilderness- Home of the Hoop-de-Doo (or View, depending on how long youve known me) Revue! One cant help but instantly be completely absorbed into the relaxing, chill-axe ambiance, while rocking your cares away on The Mother of All Porches with banjo music plunking softly away and the sound of shod horse hooves clomping on the pavement nearby. It was a little slice of heaven and we took full advantage of it by closing our eyes for a bit and making quick calls home (thusly breaking every promise we had made to ourselves NOT to call home on this trip).
Eventually, Mary showed up, but not before some pretty heinous hilarity ensued. Did you expect otherwise?
Tate was ready to get in on the fun, so I started chatting with the nearby CMs manning the check-in desk for the buffet restaurant whose front door is there on The Mother of All Porches. They found it pretty funny that Tate was such a character and insisted on bringing a little Country and Western to his already pretty slick wardrobe. They rounded up a napkin to serve as a neck kerchief and Man, did he look spiffy!!! They told me to actually keep it, which I thought was mighty right nice. Now, he was ready to go do an errand for me.
I handed Tate my camera and off he went to grab a photo of the tile work in the bathrooms. HUH? For those of you who have never been to the Ft. there is a piece of artwork worth taking a second look at. I dare you to not come away either very confused or shaking your head. You be the judge Innocent cowboy art, or Brokeback all over again??
That, my friends, is found in the mens restroom adjacent to Pioneer Hall. The womens restroom art is somewhat less suspect and actually rather tasteful:
With the photos taken it was time to sit back and do some more relaxing. While we rocked on, the horsey rides were just about to get underway. As they pulled out from their hitchin post, and ambled down the walkway, one let out a monster-sized bomb- a very real danger of having live animals around. Unfortunately, it was dark, and one lady in some sandals played I Spy a little too late and plopped her pedicured tootsies in some very large poopsies. Her reaction was actually quite apt and well . Loud. With a resounding, Oh, S .!! she shook off what she could and made her way to the tastefully decorated womens restroom to clean up, leaving a large, snickering crowd behind her. Yes, I know it was yucky, but Im sorry, her reaction just made it really funny too. Perhaps they should name the outside portion of entertainment Scoop-de-Poo!!!
Soon after that, it was time to be escorted to our table for the show. We had decided early on to splurge on Cat 1 seating, and scored a table in the 2nd row back. To say it was perfect would be a grand understatement. After taking our drink orders, (bottomless sangria for me, please! And Ill spare you the pain of waiting- yes, I did get a bit tipsy, but not bad.) our waiter returned with a YUMMY salad and cornbread. It was so, so, so good!
And since were on the subject of food (and thats the order I uploaded my photos and because Im lazy) lets just roll with it and Ill show you the rest of the booty (all artwork from the mens restroom aside).
Meat: every mans dream
Beans: Everyone elses nightmare
Tate was huuuuuuungry!!
as were my friends. And theyd kill me if they knew these particular photos were up, but hey, if you choose not to participate in the writing of said Trip Report, well then .
The meal is always finished off with a grand flourish and a lot of hood-de-doola
And looks something like this:
Yes, it was THAT good
Continued in next post....
So, onto something truly Disney related. What better way to spend a lazy afternoon than picking up on my TR that has been quite sadly neglected for months!! Lets pick up from where we left off, shall we??
:goes back to re-read the last real entry and grabs a Schweppes ginger ale for a sugar boost:
Ahhh, yes we were just ending our day with a gorilla butt, cuz, well, thats how I roll. And we were off to yet another show. This one involved no animals except for a pretty hilarious episode involving a horse or two butt thats getting ahead of myself.
Lets start by getting photos sorted, uploaded, and edited. :goes to spend an hour or more uploading photos again because I was all confused last week and uploaded the wrong ones:
Alright, Im back, that wasnt long at all, was it? Now, lets really start with a kick-up-our-feet sort of moment. If youve never been to the Mother of All Porches on Property, you MUST visit this one soon! Its over at Ft. Wilderness- Home of the Hoop-de-Doo (or View, depending on how long youve known me) Revue! One cant help but instantly be completely absorbed into the relaxing, chill-axe ambiance, while rocking your cares away on The Mother of All Porches with banjo music plunking softly away and the sound of shod horse hooves clomping on the pavement nearby. It was a little slice of heaven and we took full advantage of it by closing our eyes for a bit and making quick calls home (thusly breaking every promise we had made to ourselves NOT to call home on this trip).
Eventually, Mary showed up, but not before some pretty heinous hilarity ensued. Did you expect otherwise?
Tate was ready to get in on the fun, so I started chatting with the nearby CMs manning the check-in desk for the buffet restaurant whose front door is there on The Mother of All Porches. They found it pretty funny that Tate was such a character and insisted on bringing a little Country and Western to his already pretty slick wardrobe. They rounded up a napkin to serve as a neck kerchief and Man, did he look spiffy!!! They told me to actually keep it, which I thought was mighty right nice. Now, he was ready to go do an errand for me.
I handed Tate my camera and off he went to grab a photo of the tile work in the bathrooms. HUH? For those of you who have never been to the Ft. there is a piece of artwork worth taking a second look at. I dare you to not come away either very confused or shaking your head. You be the judge Innocent cowboy art, or Brokeback all over again??
That, my friends, is found in the mens restroom adjacent to Pioneer Hall. The womens restroom art is somewhat less suspect and actually rather tasteful:
With the photos taken it was time to sit back and do some more relaxing. While we rocked on, the horsey rides were just about to get underway. As they pulled out from their hitchin post, and ambled down the walkway, one let out a monster-sized bomb- a very real danger of having live animals around. Unfortunately, it was dark, and one lady in some sandals played I Spy a little too late and plopped her pedicured tootsies in some very large poopsies. Her reaction was actually quite apt and well . Loud. With a resounding, Oh, S .!! she shook off what she could and made her way to the tastefully decorated womens restroom to clean up, leaving a large, snickering crowd behind her. Yes, I know it was yucky, but Im sorry, her reaction just made it really funny too. Perhaps they should name the outside portion of entertainment Scoop-de-Poo!!!
Soon after that, it was time to be escorted to our table for the show. We had decided early on to splurge on Cat 1 seating, and scored a table in the 2nd row back. To say it was perfect would be a grand understatement. After taking our drink orders, (bottomless sangria for me, please! And Ill spare you the pain of waiting- yes, I did get a bit tipsy, but not bad.) our waiter returned with a YUMMY salad and cornbread. It was so, so, so good!
And since were on the subject of food (and thats the order I uploaded my photos and because Im lazy) lets just roll with it and Ill show you the rest of the booty (all artwork from the mens restroom aside).
Meat: every mans dream
Beans: Everyone elses nightmare
Tate was huuuuuuungry!!
as were my friends. And theyd kill me if they knew these particular photos were up, but hey, if you choose not to participate in the writing of said Trip Report, well then .
The meal is always finished off with a grand flourish and a lot of hood-de-doola
And looks something like this:
Yes, it was THAT good
Continued in next post....
But the real question is - How exactly did you get into the men's bathroom? 
You really did hit a major bump in the road there. I can't even imagine, but I'm glad to hear everything is really starting to look up now, Liesa. Best wishes to you and your family with all your present ventures and future ones! 
Time to catch up again.
I'm glad that you are feeling better and I do hope to see you around here a bit more, when you have time of course. 
Leading you by still waters isn't something that we are to take lightly either, especially when He provides that time....He's providing you that time, Ms. Liesa. 
