I Can't Unsee That

Disneyland is one of my happiest places. Then there's the underbelly of Disneyland... the sallow, gritty and ridiculous. Things that I like to say "cannot be unseen".

I will preface by saying I don't think I'm better than anyone else, but then again, in some cases, I might have better judgement/inner monologue.

With that said here are a few things I saw at Disneyland this past weekend and cannot unsee and which I now share with you. Enjoy!

1. Workin for the man. This handsome canine was sniffing around parked stroller areas around Pirates of the Caribbean. I had to resist the urge to run up and snuggle him, as I was missing our dog Darwin terribly. I guess this is a sign of the times..... made me sad and wistful for the times when my parents took me back in the 1970's and 1980's.





2. You wanna be startin' something? A dad wearing a "pop star" LED light up sequin glove and texting. Though, I have to say .. maybe he was embracing his inner MJ... maybe he was fun. Nope, he was constantly having to yell at his two kids to keep up and had a very serious look on his face. The juxtaposition of the stern dad and whimsical fun glove were at odds. Also, it was kinda funny watching him yell at his son and beckon him with a flashing LED finger "Eddie, get over here!!!" Kinda cool, but didn't stick the landing.


3. Blackfoot tribe. EEEEW! There are so many reasons this is wrong I don't even need to tell you. I know the Land is pressure washed every night, but DANG. Do you even know how many people throw up, dump garbage, kids wipe boogers all over... not even funny. Not only is this eeky.... but look at the bottom of their feet. GROSS! I hope they showered before getting into their beds. BLECH!


4. Mickey Man? I'm all for whimsy... trust me! I'm fine with dressing up for Halloween or special parties, but this was just halfway between crazy and regular that it made me turn my head and snap the shutter. The front of the red shorts (which you cannot see) had big puffy white balls in front. This was just another paradox... normal or dressing up? It made me giggle with glee, but then kinda go "oooh" and wonder should I be worried?




5. Don't jack the Bugaboo. I've never actually seen this before. This man took a wheel of his stroller (not sure if it was a high end one.. my guess is yes as I don't recall our Graco having removable wheels of that caliber, but it WAS 11 years ago.. maybe the kids today have better). He toted this thing onto Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. I don't know... I don't trust EVERYONE at Disneyland, but I can't imagine a stroller getting jacked. Maybe he had cause. Again, one of those things that made me sad about the state of the world today.

Shutterbug-mania

Mother's Day is bittersweet for me. I lost my mom in 1992 just a few weeks before turning 21. She did not get to meet her fabulous granddaughter (now 11). In ways my daughter has filled up a part of my heart left vacant by mom's passing.

My wonderful husband has made each Mother's Day absolutely fantastic for me. It's the little niceties that I appreciate.. getting to sleep in, he does the dishes and cooking. It's a really big treat to me.

This year my gift came early.... hubby is just as bad at hiding surprises as I am. It's a struggle each Christmas to wait. Friday night marked the end of a very long and trying week.... work-wise, health-wise (Darwin had some vet stuff and meds as well as girl child - allergy related sinus/chest infection + bronchitis), dropped a 25fl oz glass bottle of vinegar on my big toe (bye bye toenail in time for summer!), and some other glorious bits of life in technicolor. Just like Auntie Mame needed Christmas before Christmas, hubby thought I needed Mother's Day NOW. I opened a long-coveted (3yrs or more) digital SLR camera.

Now... everything and everyone is a photo-target. Darwin looks at me with disdain as I creep closer to him for a photo. I'm certain he thinks I've developed a "growth". Flowers, clouds, food, family, friends. CLICK CLICK CLICK! I can't help it. I was practically born with a camera in my hands. My dad was an amateur photographer with his own darkroom in the basement of his parents house... this is no surprise.

I thank my wonderful hubby for such a wondrous gift as well as his support, love and generosity, my daughter for her sweetness and light and our Darwin for his foppish adorableness and patience.