Yes, you have read that correctly, my DH got arrested while at Disney.
If you ask him what his favorite ride at Disney is, he will tell you Space Mountain, ask him his least favorite ride, and he'll tell you it was the ride to the pokey in the back of a squad car.
That story is for the middle of this report, I need to start at the beginning.
Disclaimer: (8/21/2010)There is a lot of question as to whether or not this trip report is true, I am not asking that anybody believe it. I am NOt a writer trying to launch a book here, I am just sombody who wanted to write a trip report. If you feel that embellishing a little and added dramatic flare do not belong in a trip report then you might not want to read this one. All I ask is that you enjoy reading it as much as I have been enjoying writing it.
Introductions is always a great place to start.
My name is Leela, I go by Lee. I currently work at a mom and pop diner somewhere in the Big Sky area. College or some kind of schooling has been floating around in my head, I just don't know what I want to do yet, I'm young and there is plenty of time.
My husband Rig, the love of my life is a cowboy. yup! a cowboy.
We live in the guest house out back of the big boss mans place, he owns a horse and cattle ranch and Rig runs it for him.
Did I ever think I would marry a cowboy? I didn't even know cowboys were real until 2006.
The story of us. (I'm starting at the way beginning)
I was about to turn 16, I was maybe 2 weeks shy of that day. My older sister and her friends had let me tag along on a camping trip up to Cloudcroft New Mexico, I had never done any camping before, so this nice trailer with electricity and running water and comfy beds didn't seem like real camping, that's not how they did it on T.V anyway. It was more like a trailer park in the woods.
There was a cute little lake, a lot of people fishing it, alot of little kids running around. Alot of bugs. I wasn't having fun.
We had walked to the lake, it wasn't a long walk, just on the other side of the trees. We had brought along a picnic basket, I laid out the blanket and we were setting out our food when I felt a stinging on my legs. I looked down and my legs were covered in red ants. I started hoping up and down and shaking my leg, they would not come off of me so I took off running for the lake, shoved past a guy fishing off the dock and jumped in.
I was screaming and flailing all about, I didn't notice the guy on the dock jumping in the water until he was right there grabbing me, telling me to stay calm before I drowned us both. He drags me to shore, me kicking and screaming the whole way. And I yell "They're still biting me." and this guy asks? "What the fish?"
"No, the ants." I am swatting at my legs, when I look down there is maybe an ant or two left and the guy just brushes them off and starts laughing. I aint gonna lie, he had a sexy laugh, he had a sexy everything.
He laughed "I thought you were drowning." He then went back in the water to retrieve his cowboy hat.
So by now my legs have big red welts all over them and the guy said he had some benadryl at his camp. My sister who had come over by then and was yelling about how stupid I was and how she knew it was a mistake to let me come along told me not to go with the guy he was probably a perv. I ignored my sister and followed the guy.
He was real camping, he had a tent and a sleeping bag, which he called a bed roll.
He opened up the tent and told me to sit on the bed roll while he searched for the Benadryl. I chose to sit at the picnic table instead.
He gave me the pill and suggested if I hadn't eaten yet to maybe eat. I as a matter of fact had not eaten, my chicken salad was still on the blanket by the lake, possibley covered in red ants by now.
So the guy made me a bologna sandwich, and gave me an orange sodapop.
He sat down across from me and I got a real good look at him, he was cute.
I'm a flirt by nature, Rig hates that about me. I said, "What's your name cowboy?"
He gave me the most perfect smile and answered "Rig."
"Rig?, what kind of name is Rig?"
"My parents are truckers, they love their profession."
I laugh, "Why didn't they just name you Truck?"
"Cause that's my brothers name."
He took off his cowboy boots and dumped all the water from them. I liked him, my heart was skipping beats it couldn't keep up with what I was feeling for this guy
I hung out with Rig for the whole week, one day we even drove to White Sands New Mexico. We were laying on a dune just making conversation, trying to get to know eachother better. I asked him if he could go anywhere in the world right now where would it be and he said Disney World. That's when I fell in love with Rig.
Rig was moving to El Paso from Alamogordo NM to work as a ranch hand. I was thrilled that he would only be about a 40 minute drive from me.
Rig had just turned 19, his folks had kicked him out when he said he didn't want to go into trucking like the rest of his family. He tried it, but didn't like it.
Now getting to the Disney part of this.
I had always wanted to go to Disney, Land or World, I didn't care, I loved Disney and just wanted to go. My Dad, who I wasn't allowed to call Dad but had to call him "Sir" had said to my sister right before her sweet 16 that she could have whatever she wanted, we didn't have big parties for our birthdays, we got big presents. My sister asked for a car and Sir got it for her.
So now it's my sweet 16, Sir asked me what I wanted, I told him a trip to Disney world, he laughed at me and said I would be getting a car, Disney wasn't practical.
Rig gave me a couple of Disney DVD's. and a stuffed Bambi. Rig was not allowed to exist in my families world. I already knew that Sir would hate him, he wasn't cut from the same cloth as us.
Rig and I secretly dated through my junior and senior year. My senior year of highschool our key club was going to Disney world, I talked to my parents, told them I had the money saved in my account, they wouldn't have to pay for any of it, and they agreed. But when I told them I needed my birth certificate in order to go, they all of a sudden wouldn't let me go, they said it was because they didn't know where my birth certificate was. they had it when I went for my driving test, it had to be somewhere in the house. Then they just said I couldn't go after all, it wasn't safe.
Well I had gotten it into my head that I was going to go to Disney World anyway. My parents had already signed the permission slip, so one night when they were out I snooped and found it. I also found out that Sir was not listed on my birth certificate as my father.
I called Rig crying my heart out, he told me to meet him on Trans mountain in an hour.
All I needed was to see Rig and all my problems went away, he wasn't acting the same that night though, and finally said that he hated to tell me this at such a bad moment, but he put it off for too long and had run out of time.
He was offered a forman postion on a ranch up north, way up north, and he had taken it.
I punched him, then I cried then I punched him again. He then asked me to marry him.
I said yes and that night we hatched a plan over panckakes at IHOP.
He would go up north and start his job, find us a place to stay and then once I graduated I would join him.
so 1 month after graduation and 1 day after my 18th birthday I left home and haven't looked back since.
Wow this got a little long didn't it? Rig always tells me that I talke too much, when there would be a sandstorm he would tell me it's the wind from all my talking.
I have a few things to do and then I will be back to tell the story of how the Disney trip came to be.
If you ask him what his favorite ride at Disney is, he will tell you Space Mountain, ask him his least favorite ride, and he'll tell you it was the ride to the pokey in the back of a squad car.
That story is for the middle of this report, I need to start at the beginning.
Disclaimer: (8/21/2010)There is a lot of question as to whether or not this trip report is true, I am not asking that anybody believe it. I am NOt a writer trying to launch a book here, I am just sombody who wanted to write a trip report. If you feel that embellishing a little and added dramatic flare do not belong in a trip report then you might not want to read this one. All I ask is that you enjoy reading it as much as I have been enjoying writing it.
Introductions is always a great place to start.
My name is Leela, I go by Lee. I currently work at a mom and pop diner somewhere in the Big Sky area. College or some kind of schooling has been floating around in my head, I just don't know what I want to do yet, I'm young and there is plenty of time.
My husband Rig, the love of my life is a cowboy. yup! a cowboy.
We live in the guest house out back of the big boss mans place, he owns a horse and cattle ranch and Rig runs it for him.
Did I ever think I would marry a cowboy? I didn't even know cowboys were real until 2006.
The story of us. (I'm starting at the way beginning)
I was about to turn 16, I was maybe 2 weeks shy of that day. My older sister and her friends had let me tag along on a camping trip up to Cloudcroft New Mexico, I had never done any camping before, so this nice trailer with electricity and running water and comfy beds didn't seem like real camping, that's not how they did it on T.V anyway. It was more like a trailer park in the woods.
There was a cute little lake, a lot of people fishing it, alot of little kids running around. Alot of bugs. I wasn't having fun.
We had walked to the lake, it wasn't a long walk, just on the other side of the trees. We had brought along a picnic basket, I laid out the blanket and we were setting out our food when I felt a stinging on my legs. I looked down and my legs were covered in red ants. I started hoping up and down and shaking my leg, they would not come off of me so I took off running for the lake, shoved past a guy fishing off the dock and jumped in.
I was screaming and flailing all about, I didn't notice the guy on the dock jumping in the water until he was right there grabbing me, telling me to stay calm before I drowned us both. He drags me to shore, me kicking and screaming the whole way. And I yell "They're still biting me." and this guy asks? "What the fish?"
"No, the ants." I am swatting at my legs, when I look down there is maybe an ant or two left and the guy just brushes them off and starts laughing. I aint gonna lie, he had a sexy laugh, he had a sexy everything.
He laughed "I thought you were drowning." He then went back in the water to retrieve his cowboy hat.
So by now my legs have big red welts all over them and the guy said he had some benadryl at his camp. My sister who had come over by then and was yelling about how stupid I was and how she knew it was a mistake to let me come along told me not to go with the guy he was probably a perv. I ignored my sister and followed the guy.
He was real camping, he had a tent and a sleeping bag, which he called a bed roll.
He opened up the tent and told me to sit on the bed roll while he searched for the Benadryl. I chose to sit at the picnic table instead.
He gave me the pill and suggested if I hadn't eaten yet to maybe eat. I as a matter of fact had not eaten, my chicken salad was still on the blanket by the lake, possibley covered in red ants by now.
So the guy made me a bologna sandwich, and gave me an orange sodapop.
He sat down across from me and I got a real good look at him, he was cute.
I'm a flirt by nature, Rig hates that about me. I said, "What's your name cowboy?"
He gave me the most perfect smile and answered "Rig."
"Rig?, what kind of name is Rig?"
"My parents are truckers, they love their profession."
I laugh, "Why didn't they just name you Truck?"
"Cause that's my brothers name."
He took off his cowboy boots and dumped all the water from them. I liked him, my heart was skipping beats it couldn't keep up with what I was feeling for this guy
I hung out with Rig for the whole week, one day we even drove to White Sands New Mexico. We were laying on a dune just making conversation, trying to get to know eachother better. I asked him if he could go anywhere in the world right now where would it be and he said Disney World. That's when I fell in love with Rig.
Rig was moving to El Paso from Alamogordo NM to work as a ranch hand. I was thrilled that he would only be about a 40 minute drive from me.
Rig had just turned 19, his folks had kicked him out when he said he didn't want to go into trucking like the rest of his family. He tried it, but didn't like it.
Now getting to the Disney part of this.
I had always wanted to go to Disney, Land or World, I didn't care, I loved Disney and just wanted to go. My Dad, who I wasn't allowed to call Dad but had to call him "Sir" had said to my sister right before her sweet 16 that she could have whatever she wanted, we didn't have big parties for our birthdays, we got big presents. My sister asked for a car and Sir got it for her.
So now it's my sweet 16, Sir asked me what I wanted, I told him a trip to Disney world, he laughed at me and said I would be getting a car, Disney wasn't practical.
Rig gave me a couple of Disney DVD's. and a stuffed Bambi. Rig was not allowed to exist in my families world. I already knew that Sir would hate him, he wasn't cut from the same cloth as us.
Rig and I secretly dated through my junior and senior year. My senior year of highschool our key club was going to Disney world, I talked to my parents, told them I had the money saved in my account, they wouldn't have to pay for any of it, and they agreed. But when I told them I needed my birth certificate in order to go, they all of a sudden wouldn't let me go, they said it was because they didn't know where my birth certificate was. they had it when I went for my driving test, it had to be somewhere in the house. Then they just said I couldn't go after all, it wasn't safe.
Well I had gotten it into my head that I was going to go to Disney World anyway. My parents had already signed the permission slip, so one night when they were out I snooped and found it. I also found out that Sir was not listed on my birth certificate as my father.
I called Rig crying my heart out, he told me to meet him on Trans mountain in an hour.
All I needed was to see Rig and all my problems went away, he wasn't acting the same that night though, and finally said that he hated to tell me this at such a bad moment, but he put it off for too long and had run out of time.
He was offered a forman postion on a ranch up north, way up north, and he had taken it.
I punched him, then I cried then I punched him again. He then asked me to marry him.
I said yes and that night we hatched a plan over panckakes at IHOP.
He would go up north and start his job, find us a place to stay and then once I graduated I would join him.
so 1 month after graduation and 1 day after my 18th birthday I left home and haven't looked back since.
Wow this got a little long didn't it? Rig always tells me that I talke too much, when there would be a sandstorm he would tell me it's the wind from all my talking.
I have a few things to do and then I will be back to tell the story of how the Disney trip came to be.
Seriously though, people took bets at our wedding. No one thought it would last but a few of us. Of course we did, my grandparents thought we were meant to be, and a good family friend who was like my adopted mom growng up did. Everyone else thought it wouldn't last a year...they were right! It didn't last a year. It lasted a lot longer! 
I never had problems like that, at 5ft 2 and half inches and only weighing about a buck ten, I could fit anywhere. Rig however has legs that go all the way to the ground. He is hair short of 6 feet. (it makes kissing him more interesting)
just sayin. But I have come to like the name Rig, if we ever have kids though and it's a boy, I am not naming it Rig. (I'll name it cowboy, after his fathers profession, or burger slinger after mine)
maybe Harlequin will want it.
