My sister wanted me to remember my best Disneyland memories from our current trip and send them to her so she could blog about it. And we just were there but my memory is already hazy. My sister remembers everything like a joyful computer, but I am not so sharp. I remember it was fun, but I can’t remember anything outstanding. Like what was my favorite moment? Then I realized I can’t remember because nothing bad was happening, especially compared to before vacation, so it all got filed away under “good, nothing is exploding, happiness and dancing.”
However, I do have some favorite memories from previous family vacations (maybe just my short term memory is bad) but they are all jumbled up into the file “family vacations.” I need a new brain filing system.
1. The time we were driving to Florida and I had loose teeth and my sister grabbed my hand and said merry stop punching yourself until one of my teeth fell out. We were just playing but it was fun to tell people my sister knocked my tooth out.
2. I think it was that same trip where a seagull attacked my sister at Disneyworld. She had an eclair…the seagull wanted the eclair…so I’m standing with mom and we watch Sarah run down the beach while the seagull pecked at her head and my mom yelled “Let go of the eclair!!”
3. Another time we were in Omaha and my sister was yet again attacked by an animal. This time a sand crab bit her, there was screaming, and our cousin who wanted to knife Iraqis in the head runs out with a hammer…..
4. On one trip to Disneyland my mom took me to the carousal and we watched the fireworks together.
5. In Sacramento, my mother made us go to the blue diamond nuts factory. And it wasn’t like the Jelly Belly factory where there is an actual tour. We had to sit in the lobby and watch a video about nut production.
6. Same trip, my dad practically driving off the winding mountain road. I would also like to add this trick of his terrified me when we were in a moving van on the way to Madison. It was dark. It was Nebraska. It was raining. And every time I would fall asleep Dad would drive off the road.
7. At Rob’s wedding, I followed my sister all around, drunk and 13? 14? giggling until I got stuck in a bathtub.
8. Some trip we were driving to California and we stayed in the scary motel with the moldy soap, broken roll away bed, and a TV that only got Nickolodian
9. In Atlanta? (Sarah I need your help) the man that worked happy hour at the embassy suites gave me cherries in my coke for my age. I thought that was cool.
10. Santa brought us a Nintendo when I was wee and we were in San Antonio. It was magical
11. Last year when I went to New Orleans I got chased by a homeless man for the one block in the French Quarter where there are no cops, and then I ran into a bar and yelled that guy is chasing me. And a big cajun man came out of the kitchen with a giant knife to take care of it. Then they gave me fries.
12. When we went to Washington DC my mom was worried about my Dad being able to eat since at the time he couldn’t have gluten. So she gave some bananas to my ex boyfriend to stow in his pockets. Well when we got to the Washington Monument, the security guard asked “Do you have anything in your pockets?” He said no and then said wait, but I have these bananas! And she said “Baby, you can take your bananas.”
So many memories…Sarah could fill in all the cracks…I just remember the fragments
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I may have been bleeding from multiple cuts on the face and arms, but I kept that eclair. So there, Seagull! (But Mom wouldn’t let me eat it, just because of a little blod and some feathers! Whatever, Mommy Dearest!) The cherry thing was in Memphis. Atlanta was where you developed your sudden, inconvenient escalator phobia. You have probably blocked it out!
I’ve always been afraid of falling down escalators! Remember I used to dream I fell down the escalator and turned into the lucky charms guy and floated to the ceiling?
An escalator ate my dress in a casino in Shreveport. Literally. They had to stop the escalator with my dress stuck in it’s death teeth and rip the dress out of said death teeth. Luckily, it’s a dress with a busy print on that ripped part, so I still wear it because you can’t really tell that it was eaten by a hungry casino escalator.
I saw something like that on Modern Family! Now it is a skirt with character. So it is actually way cooler than it was before.
Best. Post. EVER.
Love me some number 5.