Yay for Christmas

I think I was supposed to have a post about that awesome Christmas tree that I am decorating up by now, but alas those pics are still on the camera.  Of course they are because I bet you didn't know that climbing the stairs and plugging the camera in to download the pictures is tough work.  Maybe I can coerce Jerry into loading them on the computer tonight for me.  YAY for being lazy!

That sign still isn't done, and since we have to touch up the teal pain very carefully (much more carefully than the splattered mess I made with my final white paint coat) it's going to probably be a couple more weekends for that.

BUT in awesome news for those of us that celebrate Christmas because of Christ, did you know that Disneyland puts on a Candlelight Processional each year.  In this very awesome event they sign traditional gospel Christmas carols and they read the nativity scene out of the BIBLE!  That's right fellow Christians they actually open up the bible in the city of angels.  Crazy Right?  It was awesome to see experience and I recommend it.  But fear not fellow cynics Disney brought it’s self right back to true LA Form and charge $2,500 per ticket if you want a seat during the hour long performance (okay, yes it does include a meal and a tour of Walt's apartment there, but unless they are sending me home with a piece of gold too I wouldn't fork over that money).  So, unless you have found the magical formula to grow money on trees, it looks like you are standing with the rest of us peons.  This ceremony is always the first week in December, and if you’re going to Disneyland that weekend next year you should check it out.

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This week has been one crazy messed up roller coaster and I have a hate love hate relationship with them.  The anxiety to get on a roller coaster has me peeing my pants, throwing up in my mouth and fighting the urge to throw myself down a flight of stairs all at the same time.  Then I get on the roller coaster and almost pee myself every time I am facing the drop at the top, but then love it from that point on.  Why the second hate in the relationship you ask?  Well that is because the combination of adrenaline and anxiety causes a lovely headache at the completion of this ride.

The worst experience of this is when I am getting on a roller coaster I have never before experienced.  Case in point the time Jerry decided it would be awesome to take me on California Screamin’ at Disneyland.  I am feeling the usual anxiety and a little worse because it is my first time on this ride.  Jerry is joking that we are going to sit in the way back so I feel every whip of the turn.  He claims it makes it more exciting.  At this point my legs lose their ability to function, and Jerry proceeds to drag my limp body to the platform.  I now start to sing worship songs, and ask God to take me quickly if it’s my time.  Jerry gets me loaded in with the help of the ride operator.

We then leave the platform, go around the corner and stop.  To which I squeak out “why are we stopping?”  And Jerry replies with a bit too much glee “I am not sure you’ll have to wait and see.”  The there is a count down, and I freak out “Why is it counting? Why is it counting?  Why is counting? WHY IS IT COUNNNNNTTTTIING?”  FYI it counts because it is preparing you for the inevitable blast off.  Finally my ride of torture is over and Jerry shows me the blood blisters from digging my nails in so hard on the blast off.  That’ll teach him to gleefully hide things from me on future rides.

So, when a week is a roller coaster it is often a week that calls for hiding out a home and not being sociable, but this weekend I am doing things differently by getting my party on and celebrating Glamorama’s birthday with my gal pals!  Let’s hope I actually remember to bring a camera and capture the fun we have.

Because I can't get my act together

Since Jerry decided he could trust me to live by myself for six weeks without killing myself, the dogs or the house I am quite behind on getting photos uploaded hence the lack of "Favorite Memory" posts recently.  I thought this morning I would successfully get them uploaded to the computer and into Picasa, so I could drop them here, but alas they only got to the computer.

So in light of my inability to function normally awesomeness you get these today....pictures of pictures from Disneyland.  Unfortunately it doesn't contain the gem of the day, but that will be uploaded tomorrow when my act is firmly back in place.

Here is Jerry pretending that he is me on most roller coasters, and you can't see my face but I was showing that coaster I could own it.  The guy in the front REALLY is at the happiest place on earth.

So we are on the new scary Space Mountain and Jerry grabs Thing 2 to get him to jump and all he is does is smile!  This is reason 7,589 why if you are in a gun fight you want him on your side.

Thing 1 and his girlfriend Saber tooth (this has a long story behind it, and in no way actually is referencing teeth.  she actually has great looking teeth because a dentist took great care of them.) continually just have smiles on their faces because they are enjoying themselves so much, orrrrr because we kept forgetting to tell them where the cameras were.  The two weirdos behind them are with us as well. J/K that is my awesome cousin and his even more awesome girlfriend.  Their faces are priceless, and perfectly timed.

And here is Thing 2 with the same facial expression, but please note how awesome his hair looks blowing in the wind!