The Obligated Disney Trip

I have been wanting to write about my Disney Trip for 2 months now, but everytime the motivation strikes me, IT gets striked down by nagging chores like dinner, laundry, vaccumming, shaving legs, and having to get to bed early enough so my kids aren't the ones waking me up to get them ready for school.
We decided the time was perfect to visit Disney. The kids were tall enough to ride everything and the Gulf oil spill nixed our summer vacay plans, so the funds were sorta there to do Disney World. That and we had to cut out other optional expenses like a much-needed dental crown and bunion removal surgery.
One advice I would like to give to future Disney goers and closet alcoholics is TAKE YOUR OWN ALCOHOL. One bottle of a 16 ounce beer cost as much it's six-pack from a non-Disney store. A cocktail is a good way to wrap up a good day at Disney, which is what you should expect unless your rollercoaster falls off track or you make a bad decision on the shoe you wear that day. Some things I witnessed that made me go 'hmmm...' were:

- Couples with more than 3+ kids under the age of 4.
Where is the fun in this? First of all, most kids under the age of 4 will have hazy memories their experiences. So they can't really recall as adults the experience they had at Disney. Unless you are one of those parents that just HAS to brag to your friends the awesome time you had walking around in 100F degree weather and how Mickey made a special trip just to greet you. If that's your goal, then do it. Pack your diapers, stroller, SPF 80 lotion, juice boxes, benedryl, snacks, zanax, and wipes and be battle ready for the long line waits and the crowd.

- Much older kids waiting in lines for toddler-themed lines.
By much older I mean marrying age. Like 15 if you're from Arkansas or 29 if you're from California. The only thing I want to say to new adults with NO KIDS waiting in line to ride Dumbo is: Just say NO!

- People with weak stomachs riding on rollercoasters.
Seriously, what the hell is wrong with you? You know you're going to throw up if you just watch a someone hopping on a pogo stick. Why would you empty the contents of your gastro-intestinal system if you know you're weak sorry ass is not going to be able handle a ride tailored for fetuses? If you're too stubborn to not ride, then consider dry-heaving by not eating the entire day. Dumbass.

- Parents with toddlers getting on buses just before midnight.
The parks close at 10 pm, but that doesn't mean everyone leaves right then. So it's not unusual to see parents getting on crowded buses with kids at the height of a meltdown at around 11 pm. I don't blame those poor babies for screaming, but I do blame the parents for thinking no one else notices how stupid they are.

Still, with all that said, my opinion of Disney World in Florida is that it is the most efficient well run system I have ever seen. The food is good, the people who work there are friendly to a fault, and it truly is one of the best experiences you can give your child and yourself. It's worth every penny spent, even if it means walking in birkenstocks for the next 3 years because you couldn't get that elective foot surgery. Just know that no matter where you go, you're always going to run into folks who will verify that the bell curve is true.