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Hi everyone!

I just got back from Disneyland. I feel like I can never be as happy as I was on Thursday and Friday. Like, my lifetime happiness has peaked. Wedding day? Sorry, Matt, I'll only be almost as happy. Birth of children? Sorry, FutureKids, you're not as much fun either.

It was my first visit since I was a baby, meaning I remembered almost nothing. The only memory I had of my first visit was that David and I liked the Roger Rabbit ride in ToonTown.

My favorite part might have been how pretty everything is. It's sparkling clean (which is an accomplishment for a park with thousands of visitors every day), Main Street is gorgeous, oh, and it's all light up for Christmas! Giant trees in Disneyland and California Adventure, wreaths and lights and snow and and and...

Pretty.

I'll post some pictures, since a lot of them came out nice.

My favorite rides were Space Mountain, the Ferris Wheel at the California Adventure, the Indiana Jones ride and the teacups. Well, hanging around the Alice area in Fantasy Land was great, with the "Very Merry Unbirthday" song pipping around. Except, on Friday, which actually was Matt's birthday. :D Adorable. Although, I'm still slightly annoyed that Alice doesn't get invited to the Princess party, and there's very little merch for her. Poor Alice...




Me, in front of a classic Alice poster. :)




I mentioned pretty Christmas trees. This is the one at the California adventure.




Aaand, we met Mickey, and Matt finally got the answer to our debate. I'm right, naturally. Is Mickey married to Miney? Mickey said no ring, no marriage.




So on rainy Friday morning, we were in line for California Screamin', which is the California Adventures' big roller coaster. Scary fast, has loops. I was very very nervous, and at the very last minute, they STOPPED the ride because of technical diffuculties. Meanining, they rolled the coasters back in and freezed the ones already on the track. They made everyone get out of line, and it was out of commision for a few hours. So, to burn off my nervous energy, I made Matt ride the carosel. On an otter. :D






And for Matt's birthday, we had dinner at the Blue Bayou, the really nice restaraunt IN the Pirates of the Carribean ride. It was really really really really nice. And expensive. :D And the best part of that story would be how MATT CRIED to get us in. :D okay, lemme explain. See, Matt really wanted to eat there during our trip. He's a Disneyland veteran, and he's seen the people up at the Blue Bayou having dinner from the Pirates ride lots of times, and as a kid, thought it was so cool that only really important people were allowed to eat there. So on Thursday, our first night at the park, we headed over and tried to get in at 7 p.m. The hostess told us there were already booked for the night. So we decided to make a reservation earlier on Friday, Matt's birthday. We finished up with the entire California Adventure park by 3 p.m. on Friday, and headed straight to the Blue Bayou, and told them we wanted to make a reservation for tonight. The hotess: "Sorry, but we're booked through Sunday night. Your best bet is trying to get a walk up table some time tonight." (Meaning, of course, no dice.) Matt, looks at me, looks at the hostess, and I start to see his eyes getting wattery, and he goes, "But it's my birthday..." in the saddest voice ever. The hostess immediately goes, let me see what I can do, and starts whispering to her co-hostess, and then comes back and says, we can fit you in right now if that's okay. Matt brightens up, and they take us right back for dinner. So, as he's quick to point out, he didn't actually cry, but the boy has a devastating puppy dog look, and it's just not right to use that on ladies.


That's some of my stories. I have lots. :D

See you!

-A