Okay, people....I'm back.
Back from where, you may ask?
From the "Happiest Place on Earth", of course.
We took the kids to Disneyland on a mini-vacay, courtesy of my BIL who called us out of nowhere and said, "Hey, let's do a family vacation..."
Because everyone knows how much FUN a family vacation is, right? I laughed hysterically for about 10 minutes when Tim told me that his brother thought that vacationing with our family would be "fun".
So we packed our bags, grabbed the kids and headed down to Southern CA.
Not that it actually happened that smoothly....
Let's just say, I was all excited about it until the night before we left, when I began hyperventilating into a brown bag at the very thought of chasing the spawn all over Disney....and then sipping wine directly from the bottle when I could finally catch my breath.
It was a vicious cycle, my friends...let me just tell you that.
I've got lots of blog material stored in my brain that I'd love to share with you all...as soon as the fog in my head clears (and my hangover wears off)...such as:
Memorable Conversations...like this one
BIL: Tim, do you wanna ride the Tower of Terror with me?
Tim: Dude, I LIVE the Tower of Terror. Have you been to my house? Have you met my kids? I think I'll pass.
Also, my Best Tips on how to make a family vacation with your spawn more enjoyable...or, at the very least, more survivable so you can avoid your next reservation being at the Betty Ford Center.
And you better believe some of those tips will include a personal message to those people who choose to vacation at Disneyland WITHOUT KIDS, yet they have the balls to act completely annoyed and horrified when they see a young child having a tantrum....as if.
Until then, I'll leave you with this super adorable picture....
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