{"id":406,"date":"2005-06-18T10:52:00","date_gmt":"2005-06-18T15:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lawrencem94.sg-host.com\/?p=406"},"modified":"2005-06-18T10:52:00","modified_gmt":"2005-06-18T15:52:00","slug":"im-a-trooper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/?p=406","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m a Trooper!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>We had yesterday afternoon off at work &#8211; spent at the local amusement park. I&#8217;m not much on the rides, and I wasn&#8217;t going to try to squeeze into a ride to discover I was too fat for it &#038; have to wait for (all my co-workers) at the &#8220;phattys wait here&#8221; spot. James told me later there were some rides I could have gone on, but I didn&#8217;t want to mess with it &#8211; there&#8217;s also that fear in me that it&#8217;s gonna me my time &#038; number that comes up on those things &#038; blam, goodbye cruel world. So I was the Mom. I walked the whole damned park with these people, heat blazing up radiating off the black asphalt, and they ALL STAYED TOGETHER. For two hours. I even joked with one guy that there was absolutely no chance to slip off and go back to my car. Until I got my chance, everyone but one person went on this fly-up-in-the-air-drop-down-til-you-puke ride, and he &#038; I had worked together at the old place. So I saw my opportunity &#038; said, &#8220;I&#8217;m leaving.&#8221; He asked if he should pretend he lost me, or tell everyone I&#8217;d left, and I always prefer honesty, and told him he could tell &#8217;em, I was heading home. I had a nice sweaty hike back to my car &#038; felt like I got some good cleansing exercise for the day! My shins are barkin&#8217; today.<\/p>\n<p>I honestly thought there&#8217;d be more non-riders in the group &#8211; but those people? didn&#8217;t even go! DUH! I had hopes of knitting some socks &#038; drinking some foo-foo drinks while the &#8220;kiddos&#8221; ran around in the heat. Sigh. It was not to be! But, then I thought about my old boss, how infamous she was for not going to events, not participating &#038; not showing up at things, and even though I kinda felt like that? I wasn&#8217;t going to be like that. Because just being there means something &#8211; even if I didn&#8217;t ride the rides, I hiked around (in sandals! and got a ginormous blister under my big toe!) and chatted with and sweated profusely around people who are (mostly) younger than me. I will say that we did fit in all the rides at Disney &#8211; that was a pretty fun trip. And I sweated my ass of then, too. Nothing like Orlando in August! <\/p>\n<p>Heh. That reminds me &#8211; we took a cooler on the plane, because we stayed on-property &#038; wanted to try &#038; save some money on food while we were there? So we bought groceries while we were there &#038; saved our money for dinners out. The funniest thing of that whole trip (beside JWo&#8217;s face in the picture from the Tower of Terror)? JWo hauling that wheeled cooler around the airport with his bags bungee-corded on it &#8211; it kept getting off-balance &#038; we were already hot &#038; annoyed &#038; every five feet everything was tipping over. It&#8217;s hysterical now &#8211; wasn&#8217;t at the time! Cranky JWo. That was the same trip on which we had a HUGE blowout fight five days in, and as my auntie said, &#8220;Jennifer, everyone fights by Thursday at Disneyworld&#8221; &#8211; because it is just so perfect, and happy and the customer service is five-star, you just can&#8217;t exist in all that &#8220;perfection&#8221; and not feel like things are imperfect! Our friends who just went had the same experience &#8211; ready to kill each other by the fifth day. So let that be a caution to any of you going for an extended Disney trip! <\/p>\n<p>(We fought over <strong>who would go pick up our embroidered MICKEY MOUSE EARS<\/strong>at the front desk.)(That is some funny shit now. I love you JWo!)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We had yesterday afternoon off at work &#8211; spent at the local amusement park. I&#8217;m not much on the rides, and I wasn&#8217;t going to try to squeeze into a ride to discover I was too fat for it &#038; have to wait for (all my co-workers) at the &#8220;phattys wait here&#8221; spot. James told [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/406"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=406"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/406\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=406"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=406"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=406"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}