Here's A Fun Game. Or Not.

With Disney being one of my family's most popular getaways, I thought I would do something different in reference to my favorite place on earth.

A post where I use my semi-creative thoughts and define each letter spelling out "Disneyworld". The first thought that pops into my head.

If you choose to not stay around for this one, you may proceed to the exit sign. (What sign?)

D...don't ever expect me to act like anything but a kid when I'm there.
I...isn't this fun?
S...sorry I'm not sorry I love Disney more than my child.
N...no, it's not ok to NOT get a picture in front of Cinderella's castle for the hundredth time.
E...eating everything you want is acceptable, because calories don't matter on vacation or in Disneyworld.
Y...young at heart is an understatement. Or have I not implied that enough already?
W...when's lunch?
O...one, two, three "MEESKA MOOSKA MICKEEEEEY MOUSE!".
R...really, I can't believe the above statement is all I could think of.
L...let's be real now, the idea of labeling each letter in an eleven-letter word was a bit excessive.
D...done.

So that was fun.

I wanted to erase my immediate response to "W", but then I would be a liar. That's literally what came to mind. What can I say, I'm pregnant.

:: weekend picture book ::

On any adventurous week, or weekend, expect a picture book post to follow!! Sometimes they're just too good to not share.

Post inspired by My Cup of Te & Sami's Weekend Shenanigans

Saturday, my family - which usually includes the following: dad, mama, hubs, baby, aunt & uncle - set out on a road trip to Cincinnati, OH, ready to cheer on the Reds. Being that it's just one of the many games we've attended, we had the necessities in stow! However, this particular weekend, the vehicle - aka, dad's 1990 Astro Van (in need of serious retirement) - was fully loaded with blankets and chairs, in preparation for Thunder Over Louisville later that evening. In case you didn't catch that, we would be traveling from Louisville to Cincinnati, back to Louisville... in one day... with a 3 year old. This was going to be an easily estimated 12 hour day. Needless to say, we weren't exactly sure how our little munchkin would last through it all, but we were pleasantly surprised. She was perfect. *Proud mommy moment... FOR SURE.

Immediately, entering the stadium, we're each handed a "Brandon Phillips" bobble head. Woo hoo! Surrounded by children, we adults easily blended in! We were now owners of five - yes, five - bobble heads. Necessary? No. Did we care? Not the slightest bit. They were free! Little did we know how convenient it would be to have such a vast number; two broken bobble heads in less than four hours. Again, we did have a 3 year old along this journey... it's expected something will break at some point. 

(continuing) We made our way to the Champions Club, and had our brunch/lunch/linner/dinner - yes, all four meals at once. At least that's what it felt like; stuffed wouldn't describe that miserable feeling. We then proceeded to our seats - beautiful high 60 degrees weather - and enjoyed a successful "W" for our dearest Reds!!!! Go Reds, GO!!!

Back in the car/van/oh my gosh, dad we're gonna die vehicle, we headed back to our hometown for the annual fireworks show. Luckily, little bit zonked out for the entire drive back; catching her second wind = pleasant child = pleasant every one!! ;) The rest of the evening needs no preface, or summary of any sort. It was cold cold COLD, our seats were on the Belvedere, and the show was as expected - AMAZING. I will only be sharing a couple photos, because fireworks are nothing new... 

...I did, however, want to share a video of the finale; regardless of the fact the effects on film surely don't suffice the feeling or impact of the sound when you're there!!! They don't call it Thunder for nothing. Enjoy!

Motivational Monday

Today's post was inspired by none other than the most positive, side-line cheering team player, Kevin Ware, and our dear Louisville (loo-a-vull) Cardinals basketball team.

His traumatic injury brought tears to not only himself, but to the fans, his coach and his teammates. It was certainly the end to his season...

...but was it the end of his spirit for his team?

No. 

On the sidelines, he remained encouraging and supportive, showing his team that his heart and spirit were much alive - as he now played the role of their 6th man. 

With that, and the heart of the other teammates, they fought through, and found themselves heading to the championship game.  

The moral of the story, folks:

Good luck tonight, Cards!! Let's WIN a championship!!!!!!