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Princess No-Pants
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OP, you might be my favorite person ever on these boards.
I also make a mean lasagne.OP, you might be my favorite person ever on these boards.
Did you go up to her crying with your mascara running down your face and hysterically yell, "YOU RUINED MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!" That would have shut her up good. Always go in for the kill!I'd love to be able to enjoy a special birthday (booked months ago) evening meal at Be our Guest without having the obnoxiously loud lady at the next table telling her young (well behaved as far as I could see) child that she was going to 'pull down his pants and smack his little bottom'. Perfect birthday ambiance!
A TALL fence. Guarded by one of those Beefeater dudes. With a machine gun. I wonder if the Queen of England would let us borrow a couple of those dudes?Adults only, I'd pay top dollar for that! But I'd settle for an adults only pool area (fenced off and a distance away from the 'family' pools). On our last trip BFF and I were tired and sore and were looking forward to a long soak in a bubbling spa, only to find that ALL THREE OF THEM were jam packed with jumping, splashing, screaming kids. Had to have 2 extra poolside cocktails to get over our disappointment.
While there is nowhere to get away from kids, it is Disney after all, the deluxe hotels have quiet pools that tend to be, well,quieter. For that matter I think there are quiet pools at POR. Frankly, I've been in many an "adult" place where I've heard people screaming about potties. I was at the Four Seasons in Atlanta (one of the best hotels in town at the time) and Janet Jackson was having a party for her husband, you do not want to know the things I heard going on in the hallways that night. No sleep for me.
A TALL fence. Guarded by one of those Beefeater dudes. With a machine gun. I wonder if the Queen of England would let us borrow a couple of those dudes?
I really want a fantasy Queen's Guard with a machine gun at the ready, sent directly to my fantasy resort by the Queen herself to protect introverted, quiet types like myself from shrieking banshee children, rude, offensive adults who scream about indelicate human processes like they are standing in their own toilet, and charming, well-heeled types that threaten to beat their darling ones in front of God, the Virgin Mary, and everyone else trying to enjoy a cocktail and an appetizer. Maybe some of those 1980's Bruce Lee types to bust out and just kung fu the offending party. I really have my heart set on my fantasy Queen's Guard, though. No one would question WHY they were being escorted from the property by those dudes. It would just be obvious that they were being loud, dreadful, common beasties.Beefeaters aren't really guards anymore. Mostly, they just have tour guide duties at the Tower of London. But they're a lot of fun. You want a Queen's Guard (the guys in the black trousers, red jackets and black bearskin hats). Those guys are badass. You do not mess with the Queen's Guard.
I really want a fantasy Queen's Guard with a machine gun at the ready, sent directly to my fantasy resort by the Queen herself to protect introverted, quiet types like myself from shrieking banshee children, rude, offensive adults who scream about indelicate human processes like they are standing in their own toilet, and charming, well-heeled types that threaten to beat their darling ones in front of God, the Virgin Mary, and everyone else trying to enjoy a cocktail and an appetizer. Maybe some of those 1980's Bruce Lee types to bust out and just kung fu the offending party. I really have my heart set on my fantasy Queen's Guard, though. No one would question WHY they were being escorted from the property by those dudes. It would just be obvious that they were being loud, dreadful, common beasties.
LOL! I'm more of a Ira Glass, Neil De Grasse Tyson kinda gal, but I understand all that hypertrophied flesh is appealing to many. Maybe we can put them in those giant hamster balls.If we're talking fantasy, how about the crew from 'Magic Mike XXL'? The mothers will be stunned into silence and hush their kids so they can gawk in peace, the fathers will runaway and hide for fear of comparison.
You did see the posts about the live cat cafe, the book store, and the mostly naked men in giant hamster balls, right? I think we've moved past 800ct sheets and into a whole new realm of Fantasy Island-type bacchanalia. In fact, I'm gonna get naked and grab a glass of pinot grigio right now!I do think the Four Seasons was meant to be the answer to this demand, with Disney just admitting that the luxury hotel business wasn't their specialty.
But I'm sure this particular Four Seasons has many of the same problems that everyplace else at WDW has
Nope- I skipped ahead.You did see the posts about the live cat cafe, the book store, and the mostly naked men in giant hamster balls, right? I think we've moved past 800ct sheets and into a whole new realm of Fantasy Island-type bacchanalia. In fact, I'm gonna get naked and grab a glass of pinot grigio right now!
Hmm can cats be allowed in the rooms?You are a genius. I love you. Seriously. The cat cafe would be perfect.
I hear ya. Mine would be so mad if I took them out of their nice comfy house to hang out in a resort room. I miss them so when I'm away.Hmm can cats be allowed in the rooms?
Now my two girls (Minne and Daisy in my signature) would HATE going to Florida but this weekend I just adopted to baby boys that were quite content to nap the whole way home in their carrier... so I think I could easily fly them to FL with me... The worst part of Disney is missing my cats.
My favorite moment like this was on the cruise I took in May.Probably because they serve food. I guess the resort lounges may or may not serve food, but it never makes sense to me to have a bunch of little kids running around a resort lounge. You'd think an adult would see a few adults sipping pre-dinner cocktails and say, "Maybe this is a grow-up place. There are no toys, quiet music, plush couches and no swimming pool. Let's go back to the swimming pool."
This is why I need to take one of those bean-bag guns everywhere.My favorite moment like this was on the cruise I took in May.
At the night club there is this woman with two kids that are being terrors. They are loud running around getting into things. Then they are standing near the entrance while I'm waiting for DH to get out of the bathroom and the girl is twirling around a sign pole and asks what the sign says. Mom answers "It says you have to be 18 to go in here"
So she proved that she CAN read they just apparently didn't care.
What can I say? I am a woman with a vision.Nope- I skipped ahead.
Ok, yeah that definitely went in a different direction!