One Girl's Dream
We inch closer to our big day. No, there's no wedding in the future for SB's sister. Nor will there be another new princess to add to the royal household. I think I would shoot myself if that were going to happen. No, our big day is the start of our next WDW trip. In our royal household time is marked not by birthdays or Christmas but how many days lie between our trips to our Magic Kingdom. Due to horrid airfare we've had to extend our trip to get cheaper tickets. Boy, I bet you feel sorry for us, don't you? Didn't think so. Now, instead of 9 days we'll get 13 glorious days in Walt's World. I can hear Illuminations already. What will we do with ourselves in all that time? So many people stare in shock when they hear we'll be there for so long. Is there really enough to do? Won't you get bored? Miss home or the royal pooch? Yes, there's enough to do. Absolutely NOT will we get bored or miss home. How can anyone not miss their dog? Our dream is to be able to stay happily ensconced in our Magic Kingdom for 3 weeks straight. Why don't you move there, you may be thinking. The fun is in the planning and waiting for the day to arrive. The fun is experiencing things you can't see anytime you want. Besides, hurricanes and heat are not my thing. But, when the days seem to drag slow as molasses towards that big day, the thought of being able to see holiday Illuminations every night for 12 days (we'll be leaving to early on day 13 to do anything) just might save me from lying down in traffic.



