Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

More Postcards from Disney


Dear Teacher,

This ride went upside down THREE TIMES! And I rode it twice.

2x3=6

I'm learning to multiply!

Love,
The May Queen


Dear Minnie,

Don't you know to turn the light off when you're not home? I just saved you lots on your electricity bill. But we should talk about that spectro magic parade...

Love,
The May Queen

Dear Mary Poppins,

Carousels are for sissies.

Wheee......
The May Queen

Dear Doctor,

Those drugs you gave me for my back are really helping with the pain, even if they do make me a bit loopy.

By the way, could you please call in a refill?

Thanks,
The Big Guy


Dear Mary Poppins,

OK, I take it back. Carousels are pretty cool, too.

And my mom says I have to apologize for using the word "sissies." Sorry.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,
The May Queen

Dear Prince John,

Enclosed please find a letter from my divorce attorney. It's over. I'm moving on.

Love,
Snow White

Dear Marriage Counselor,

All our problems with competition started on this seemingly harmless ride at Disney.

Please help.
Painted Maypole

p.s. Did I mention that I kicked his @ss?

Dear Rod Serling,

Scary, schmary. The May Queen LOVED the Tower of Terror.

(but HATED the Haunted Mansion. Twilight Zone THAT)

Dear Ariel and Cinderella,

Princesses may come and go, but cousins are forever.

Love,
MQ and K


Dear Mom and Dad,

Thanks for a great vacation
(too bad you're not in this picture, too!)

Love,
your family

Saturday, November 21, 2009

...Ain't got time to take a fast train: Daily Gratitude 21

I'm really grateful for airplanes.

Trust me, I have horror stories of sleeping on the floor at the Atlanta airport, and the Northwest Airlines employees who kept insisting we would be leaving in the blizzard "any minute," and who refused to get our luggage for us or change our reservation when we finally called my brother to come and get us. The Detroit Metro airport was then closed for 3 days, and we had made it out just in time.

I hate the expensive airport food and the way they make you take off your shoes before you can pass through security.

I hate the uncomfortable seats with no leg room and the sad excuse of a meal they feed you, if you're lucky.

I hate having to entertain a child on the flight.

I really hate when they lose your luggage.

But I am still grateful. Because otherwise it would be very difficult to visit our family. Which is what The May Queen and I are doing right now. Thanks to the airplane.

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Reminder: Monday's mission is to write a post in the form of an acrostic.

Make
It
Silly
Serious
Irreverent
Or
Nonsensical

...just do it!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Beach Bum: Theatre Thursday

Hey. I'm lying on the beach in Cabo. I didn't manage to write an actual Theatre Thursday post before I left and schedule it to post (which I did for the TWO Thursdays I was gone in June/July. Was I crazy? Maybe just sleep deprived...)

But rest assured that even on the beach I have theatre on the brain. Because one week from today? I have an opening night. I return and go right into tech week. Insane. So you better believe I'm going over my script every day.

I'm just doing it with a margarita in my hand.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

14 thousand words

Here are some photos of the grand time we had on vacation. In no particular order.

Rock slide! This would have been painful even if I hadn't fallen on a large rock on our hike to the slide. It was still fun, but oh, my aching bum...


Peering at a puffer fish at the Ripley Aquarium in Gatlinburg.



We went up this Sky Lift, and it was at the top that we saw the bear!

My family in front of the largest stalactite in Forbidden Cavern.


If you look closely you will see The May Queen sitting on a log in the middle of this picture. Isn't it gorgeous?We spent a lot of time in this forest.

And no vacation is complete without food. MQ enjoyed the pizza pies we cooked over the fire.
S'mores for desert!mmm.... Watermelon!

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Lessons from my vacation:

Never trust a 6 year old to apply sunscreen to your back.

Nieces are cute, until they teach your child to repeat every word you say.

Bears like garbage.

Hiking is good exercise, and a far cry less boring than an elliptical machine.

I'm out of shape.

The May Queen is a champion hiker.

The prettiest rocks are in the national forest, and you are not allowed to take them.

But you can find some nice rocks in streams outside of the national forest.

I'm glad I don't have a DVD player in my van, but glad I have a portable one for long days of travel.

Camping in a trailer with a bathroom and a holding tank of water comes in handy when a construction crew hits a water main and water is shut off in the whole area, forcing the campground to lock the bathroom doors.

A decade later and in a different state, but they are still singing many of the same songs at camp.

The Happy Meal law of supply and demand: you will keep stopping at McDonald's and buying their crappy food in hopes of receiving the coveted SCRAT Ice Age toy, which obviously does not exist, and is only dangled before small children as an incentive to get them to ask to eat at McDonald's for every meal.

If you buy just the toy and not the Happy Meal, the toy will cost you $1.49.

Sliding down a natural rock slide in mountain water that is just this side of freezing numbs you enough that you almost don't notice all the bruises you're getting. ALMOST.

Just because you've recently spent nigh on $1300 to have your air conditioner fixed and it's working when you leave home doesn't mean it will be working when you arrive at your destination.

Traveling 14 hours (including stops) in one day in a van with no air conditioner through the south eastern United States will NOT kill you.

But the migraine at hour 13 comes pretty close.

Kittens grow quite a bit in 2 weeks.

Nothing says "welcome home" like endless laundry and a trip to the grocery store.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Mish Mash Dash plus Monday Missions for March

We're barely home from Florida and The Big Guy and I are turning around and leaving again tomorrow. We had two free nights away in Biloxi that we needed to use before they expired, and with a show opening next week this was the time. So we took advantage of the fact that my parents are down south for the winter (helping with Gustav recovery a little over an hour away from us). They happily agreed to play doting grandparents while we sneak away. I haven't had a chance to even check back in with all of you, let alone get through the list I made of things I was "supposed" to do today.

When we return I dive directly into tech week for a show I haven't written about at all in this space. It's been difficult for several reasons, none of which need public broadcasting. It has been a drain on my time and energy, and will be at least until we open, and likely beyond. I don't have anything scheduled after this, and have been looking forward to some down time, some time to focus on other things. I have let several auditions go unattended, but now there's one this weekend I plan to attend, for a theatre I would love to work for, on a show I think I would greatly enjoy. There are mixed feelings there, about the time and commitment, exacerbated by my current feelings of hurriedness and discontent. And yet feelings of hope and possibility. There's a tricky magic to the putting on of a show, and sometimes the spell doesn't get cast just right. But when it does... well, it's why I keep going back for more.

Still, I think a couple days away with my honey is just what the doctor ordered.

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March Monday Missions:
Write a post in the style of:
3/9 - description of an amusement park ride/attraction
3/16 - Food label
3/23 - March Madness - playoff description
3/30 - an (early) April Fool's story

Monday, March 2, 2009

Postcards From Disney


Dear Friends,
I'm at Disney World and you're not.
Bwa ha ha ha ha
Love,
The May Queen


Dear Beast,

I thought you had let me out of captivity?
Signing autographs and taking pictures all day is worse than the dungeon.
Love,
Belle


Dear Minnie,

You really ought to lock up your house while you're gone.
Good luck fixing this quilt.
Love,
The May Queen

Dear Shakespeare,

We've been cheating on you with another kitty.
This one takes up too much room in the bed, though.
We'll be home soon!
Love,
your humans

Dear Prince Charming,
I've cloned myself.
How will you ever tell which one is your true love?
Love,
Cinderella

Dear Big Guy,

Better watch out, this dude is moving in on your turf.

Love, Painted MaypoleDear Mom and Dad,

Send bail. Quick.

Love,

The May Queen

Dear Daddy,

That spell you cast has worn off.

Could you get rid of the fin again?

Thanks!

Love,

Ariel

Dear Internets,

I missed you.

Hogs and Kisses,

Painted Maypole

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Later, gator

We're off to Disney World.

Catch you on the flip side.

Take the week off from Monday Missions on March 2nd, hopefully I'll come back with a fun slate of ideas for the rest of March (ideas always welcome...)

And for your sing-along pleasure here's a little ditty from an old post....

To Disney World
or MQ's Lament

sung to the tune of Part of Your World, from The Little Mermaid

Look at this stuff
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who has everything?
Look at this trove
Treasures untold
How many princesses can one bedroom hold?
Looking around here you'd think
Sure, she's got everything
I've got dollies and stickers a-plenty
I've got storybooks and underwear galore
You want videos? I've got twenty!
But who cares? No big deal I want more

I wanna be where the princesses are
I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'
Walking around on that - what do you call it? Right- Main Street!
Wearing plastic shoes, you don't get too far
Rides are required for fun and squealing
Monorail, Dumbo, It's a Small World - they all sound so NEAT

Out where princesses walk, out where princesses run
Out where princesses stay all day in the sun
We'll catch a show - if we can go To Disney World

What would I give if I could live out of this suburb?
What would I pay to spend a day at Disney World?
Don't need to fly, we could just drive
We could even pack our lunch in a cooler
Not too expensive, I'll donate my piggy bank
When can we go???

I'm ready to know what my friends all know
Walk up to the princesses and get some answers
I'll take a pen and get the autographs for which I yearn....
When's it my turn?
to stay out past dark, exploring the world's most famous amusement park?
Don't tell me no! When can we go?? To Disney World

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Mexican Drag

finally, the vacation recap. with sequins and feathers!

So, you know, we had a great time with family in Acapulco.
We swam in the pool

We played at the water park at the resort (this is the slide where the May Queen got a huge bump on her head last time we were there, which we caught on video for posterity. Me screaming and everything, setting a fine example of model parenting)

We played on the beach, ate tons of Mexican food (cheese quesadillas for MQ, but only flour tortillas. She would not touch the ones made with corn tortillas that they served everywhere but the resort).

The three of us went snorkeling one day and it was SO cool. We went to this little island, and as we got off the boat we were met by Carlos, and it turns out it was our lucky day. I had planned to go by myself while the big guy played on the beach with the May Queen, but he outfitted her with snorkel and mask, put her in a life jacket, and had her hold onto a tube that one of us then always had a grip on. She could see everything, too! It rocked! Then Carlos, our own private tour guide, would swim down and bring things up for us to see up close, like sea cucumbers and urchins... and he even caught a puffer fish with his bare hands that we all got to hold before we released it. Unfortunately my disposable underwater camera cracked, and I doubt I'll be able to get any photos back because the film got wet. But here we are on the island.


However, I know the thing you're all REALLY wanting to hear about is how we accidentally ended up at a Mexican drag show.
Our cab driver ("I don't meet customers. I MAKE FRIENDS") who took us on our snorkeling adventure recommended several other places to us (that he would be happy to take us to, of course). One was a fancy restaurant, the other was a local restaurant with good, cheap food and authentic entertainment (he mentioned Mariachi), but he warned us it would all be in Spanish. A Mexican Fiesta, as we understood it. We consulted with the rest of the family (remember, we were there with all of The Big Guys' immediate family) and we decided to split into two groups: one to the restaurant, and one to the Fiesta. I sold The May Queen on the Fiesta idea by telling her how, during our last Acapulco trip when she was 16 months old, we took her to a Fiesta and she was entranced by the dancing girls with the big, colorful twirling skirts. She would gleefully clap along and all the people near us watched her instead of the show.
So...
We go, and when we arrive a band is playing (loud!) samba music, and people are dancing. We are seated with a young couple from Oregon, the only other gringos in the place, which is otherwise filled with local families. Kids are running around, dipping in and out of the pool that is off to the side of the covered eating area. We order our food and drinks. I go with the special, as recommended by our driver, and got an AMAZING soup, and some other unknown and not as tasty things.
The show begins innocently enough.


(We were celebrities, sitting right up front, and MQ's blond hair attracts all sorts of attention. This picture is terribly fuzzy though, sorry)
Then out come the dancing girls. But not in big, colorful skirts. Think Las Vegas feathers.
And then...

The first drag queen. I'm sure she was hysterical, not that we understood a word of it. Several little girls came and sat on the floor in front of us to watch, and scampered to catch any feathers that came loose.

Then another drag queen. Then the dancing girls came back one by one, dressed in skimpy outfits and lip syncing to Mexican pop tunes. Although now we're not entirely sure that they are actually GIRLS.

Then a couple comes out. The man, with the DRAWN ON mustache and beard, makes eye contact with me before they begin singing. (I sense that I'm in for treat). They begin lip syncing a song which is clearly the couple fighting about him cheating. Take a wild guess who they indicate as the other woman.

He keeps coming over to me and putting his arm around me, which is fine, and I play along, and get lots of laughs from the crowd. Then they start slapping each other. And pulling each other around by their hair. I whisper in the May Queen's ear that they are just pretending.

Then he proceeds to TAKE OFF HIS BELT. By now the woman is sitting in the chair, and he pretends to HIT HER WITH THE BELT (he is, of course, hitting the chair). I'm am in turns laughing hysterically and whispering messages about acting and make believe in the May Queen's ear, all the while trying to figure out what this is going to cost me in therapy for my child.

I think that was about the time when she asked where the girls in the big colorful skirts were.

Oh honey, Mommy was wrong. It's not that kind of show.

It was hysterical, and educational, and of course interesting to get off the touristy path and see how the locals really live. It was not at all what we expected, but afterwards I insisted that I was glad that I went (because really, it makes a good travel story, no?). However, every one of us that went there got hit with a stomach bug, so now I'm not so sure it was worth it. I mean, I've heard of Montezuma's revenge and everything, but I'm at 5 days here. That's some revenge.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Road Trip Volume 2

double double toil and trouble
We've been teaching the May Queen some magic potions on this road trip. OK, she's really learning about clouds at this GREAT science museum (The Museum of Life and Science) in Raleigh, NC that my Aunt and Uncle took us to. We spent nearly 6 hours there, and could have spent more. It was very hands on, and very diverse. We've been having a great time here. The May Queen adored my cousins (high school aged), and they were excellent at entertaining her (Uno, Wii, coloring, a secret clubhouse, playing with the dogs...). Getting here we were able to bring The May Queen into two new states.

It also just so happens that a friend of mine from high school JUST MOVED HERE (the moving van was arriving TODAY) so last night we were able to go out for drinks and catch up, which was a lovely addition to the trip.

Tomorrow we have another long day of driving to bring us to Philly, but fortunately The May Queen has been a stoic little traveler. And I still have a bag of tricks.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Road Trip Vol. I


We're off to a good start to our Road Trip. We left Thursday morning at 9:16. The May Queen was very happy. At 10:28 she asked "How much longer?" and so began our next 7 hours of "are we there yet?"


Three states later we arrived at our first destination, my aunt and uncle's house outside of Atlanta, GA. We've been having a great time here. We enjoyed the Zoo, where this panda was kind enough to pose with The May Queen before showing off with a somersault! We were also highly entertained by this kangaroo and her baby, whose legs you can see sticking out of the pouch!
Although I was very disappointed that the "swim the sharks" adventure was all booked up, it was still pretty cool to see whale sharks at the Georgia Aquarium. As you might imagine I could have sat there and watched them all day, but we did see the rest of the place, too, and really enjoyed the Beluga whales as well.
While we were waiting for our time to hit the aquarium we girls played in the park while the boys went on a tour of CNN (known in our house as "the daddy channel").

We've also enjoyed swimming in the neighborhood pool, watching fireworks from the back patio on the 4th, and roasting marshmallows around a campfire tonight. My uncle and I subjected The May Queen to all sorts of old campfire tunes, from "I'm a little piece of tin..." to her new favorite "Going on a Lion hunt."

Tomorrow we head off to North Carolina to visit more relatives, and The May Queen will be able to add a new magnet to her state map - she's never been to NC before!