DISNEYLAND.... THEN & NOW...

Disneyland circa 1978... Me & my brother. I'm cute with my bonnet.
He's something I just can't figure out what that is.

Disneyland circa 2007: Me & my 3 girlfriends. No more bonnet
and have slightly outgrown the mouse.

Disneyland circa 1978: my bro & I with Pinnochio. I see that my brother is donning the same lame hat. I myself am sporting a smart pantsuit.... note the bowl cut. Was a cooler day obviously.

Disneyland circa 2007: Overjoyed with the Mouse. Watson donning the magician's hat.

Suze casting her magical powers over the mouse.

Disneyland circa 1978: I had a real fetish of grabbing the character's noses. I distinctly remember Goofy chastising me for doing so (he wagged his finger!!!).
Happiest place on earth my ass! Dig my pantsuit.

Disneyland circa 2007: Mickey caught wind of my fetish and obligingly agreed to the photo op.. ok so it was the mouse's idea .. Hey why not? I pretty much only wanted this photo for the purpose of this entry... (my life has become sad).

I may be showing this photo again but this photo shows our shoes.
You see, in 1978, I donned a smart pantuit & comfortable shoes. In 2007, I wore Capri pants (was cold) and mofo sandals!!! Yes, they're cute but they had a weird bump in the arch that by around 6pm resulted in a annoyance by 8pm, kinda hurt. By 10pm I was in downright pain & after we had sat for an hour, they swelled flat. It took me a good 12 hours before I could walk again properly. At least in the Magic Kingdom, it's clean enough to take off your shoes and feel safe walking around..... In West Hollywood, not so much. I was wimpering in pain but whenever Watson would look back to see if I was doing ok, I'd flash a smile & then go back to cursing under my breath**

However, we did spend some time going through Mickey & Minnie's houses. In doing so, you are ushered through to the Mickey's viewing room where you can have the photo op. We came in with a couple of families and each child proceeded to go up to Mickey with open arms & give him a giant hug, have their photo taken, have their books signed & are ushered out. WE on the other hand posed for what seemed 10 photos took turns hugging the mouse, clowing around & basically monopolizing his time as they weren't letting anyone else into the room until we left. I don't know if we should be ashamed for carrying on so much or for the fact that it made so entirely happy. Nonetheless, in order for me to sleep well tonight, I'm going to think that the person inside was fun & not some pervy man getting umpteen photos with the 30 something ladies.. we are 30 aren't we? I mean, I can't tell by the way we each walked up with open arms & hugged the mouse exclaiming we loved him... ok, so that was just me. BUT it's MICKEY!

Just for fun, here are a couple more photos from that day.

In front of Sleeping Beauty's Castle. I'm standing on a block, that's why I'm so much more incredibly taller then my friends... ok, fine, you got me... I'm a freak... I know this because I also have a gigantic smile. If Watson's not careful, I may eat her head.

Here's our picture on a roller coaster called: California Dreamin' which I think has to be the best ride EVER... what makes it so good is the 0-something really high in like 2 seconds you have in the beginning.... in other words that make sense.. you have a shot gun start that propels you up the slope as opposed to being pulled up. Probably an elastic band type release that gets you going... but so much fun. We would have ridden that twice but we had to go drink wine (cuze we never do that)... but no. You can now drink wine in California Disney (not the magic kingdom).... all quite loverly.

**Cursing in Disneyland: While I was standing in line for the Jungle Cruise, I took five minutes away from letching the hot dad to survey the public letting my eye dart from one obese american to obese american (Seriously, I never really believed the epidemic until I spent a day there.... all I can say is .... Wow and am I allowed to have a side bar in my sidebar?). Anyways, as my eyes are darting around (loved that description), I could have sworn that I saw Sam walk past the ride. If not her, it is her identical twin. Now, for those of you NOT familiar with the Jungle Cruise. It's one of the old school hokey rides & it lends itslef to being a 'family' ride. So needless to say me yelling out "HOLY F**K!" PROBABLY wasn't the best course of action. A quick chastising by my friends was followed and the line moved on. I never was able to find out if it was her as I really have no idea where in the world she is.. she really could be anywhere. When she left to report back to London in Jan, she didn't know where she was going to be stationed. I tried talking myself out of it.. I mean who works for Disney cruises and then on their day off goes to Disneyland.. It really does seem wrong... So on that note, I went back to letching the hot dad. We couldn't figure out if he had 2 wives but we did realize he had 4 children. Man may be hot but he's fertile.. Note to self: stay away.