Yes, with Ellen, Disneyland is a 4 syllable word. We went to Trader
Joes today to stock up for the upcoming “Special Day” with food that
isn’t soup or pot roast or tamales or lasagne or something that needs to
be heated up. The kids have already blasted through an entire bag of
bagels and the Joe’s O’s (an Oreo type thing without hydrogenated oils)
have taken heavy causalities. AAA was unable to come up with any kind
of discount and from what I’ve been able to find on the Internet,
Dis-en-ey-wand does not really offer any. So we’ll be pillaging from
the “college” fund (yeah, unschoolers with a college fund) and going to
Disney. It has been so incredibly windy here that it is quite
disconcerting. Apparently, the gusts are only 40-50mph but it feels
like a hurricane.
Not much to say; I really wanted to upload photos, but they just
aren’t happening on this freebie link. I did, however, make a return to
the dark mistress this morning; very contrary to my nature, I awoke at
7am (practically the middle of the night) and did Yoga. Ellen did just
fine without me.
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