tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post6423833659623232652..comments2023-04-07T03:45:12.045-07:00Comments on ZZUBWorld: Fun With ElevatorsZZUBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16141335933083006078noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-55586698161363407862010-10-03T19:25:07.374-07:002010-10-03T19:25:07.374-07:00Denise said:
DED!!! We felt so incredibly awkwar...Denise said: <br /><br /><b>DED!!! We felt so incredibly awkward walking back to our room after pool time!</b><br /><br />Glad to know we're not the ONLY ones! <br /><br />Frick, congrats on the win! I bet that was a fun one to witness first hand. I'm sure Mr. Frick enjoyed it, Lil Frick not so much.LaLahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17155253166426803267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-88840046779256539352010-10-03T10:30:46.561-07:002010-10-03T10:30:46.561-07:00Dripping wet and carrying all of our pool crap (an...<b>Dripping wet and carrying all of our pool crap (and extra towels we swiped from the pool area) as others are mingling around the lobby, dressed for dinner.</b><br /><br />DED!!! We felt so incredibly awkward walking back to our room after pool time!<br /><br /><br /><b>Our kids, who were looking on with disgust, however....did not appreciate the gesture! Even though they both giggled AFTER they finished telling us how wrong that was. And how gross we were.</b><br /><br />Yeah, our kids supposedly hate when we get all kissy kissy in front of them. But I think they secretly LOVE it! LOL<br /><br /><br /><b>This would be the first time we would ever walk to Epcot from our resort (!!!) and we enjoyed it immensely. On the way over. Not so much later that night on the way back.</b><br /><br />Uh oh...Denise C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15342140461385449558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-85131705000658723802010-10-02T13:19:11.434-07:002010-10-02T13:19:11.434-07:00La! Tell Mr. LaLa that I think he is really funny...La! Tell Mr. LaLa that I think he is really funny too! In my mind that is, since I've never gotten to talk to him. But I can just imagine that he is funny, because you are funny, and funniness tends to run in pairs, and you wouldn't have married a big ol dud ( hi Zzub!) <br /><br />Mr. Frick and our oldest have headed to the Bama/Fla game. Lil Frick is decked out in his FL colors and hat, and Mr. Frick is decked out in bama colors from head to toe, with a coordinating Bama belt. Don't worry Bama fans, he is not going to break the mojo because he is wearing the hat and the shirt that he always wears when Bama wins. You know the whole game outcome hinges on his clothing choice. <br /><br />whatevFrickleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00574065209813435931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-27252621615227792682010-10-01T13:25:01.616-07:002010-10-01T13:25:01.616-07:00Mariette said:
Fun with elevators= running with ...Mariette said: <br /><br /><b>Fun with elevators= running with scissors. </b><br /><br />I think the whole running with scissors things kinda cancels out the fun part. Especially if you're running with scissors <i>ON</i> an elevator. <br /><br />Oops. <br /><br />Just gave away the next installment. <br /><br />Steph, I assume by "WORLD" you mean Disney and not Wally. If so, CONGRATS! And...I'm completely jealous. Have a GREAT TIME! <br /><br />And if you meant Wally instead of Disney, pick up a round of filets for Mariette. <br /><br />And some bacon wrapped ones for ZZUB. <br /><br />V- glad you're enjoying the TR. And you're completely right: real life is funnier than fiction. At least around here it is. <br /><br />Tropical Storm Nicole Marie? What's in those clouds, Germ X?LaLahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17155253166426803267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-90130549656296489462010-10-01T11:53:21.471-07:002010-10-01T11:53:21.471-07:00“Some families come from the pool looking as thoug...“Some families come from the pool looking as though they’ve just stepped off Parenting magazine’s July issue cover shoot. They're dry, they carry nothing in their hands, and not one hair is out of place. I hate those people. And by ‘hate‘, I mean ‘strongly dislike’. What I really mean is: I’ve never understood those people. In contrast, we’re messy, we’re hot, we’re wet, we’re sweaty, we’re louder than we probably should be, our bag is overpacked, (duh!) and so are our arms.”<br /><br />I have nothing to add – I’m just DED because you described it perfectly! Seriously, who ARE those perfect people who leave the pool looking great?! It sure isn’t my family.<br /><br />Know what else is pretty darned funny? Mr. Newfound Responsibility slapping the silly out of the Poupon Brothers with wet pool noodles. You just can’t make that stuff up! <br /><br />I’m glad Mr. La’s Bday dinner was good – I keep reading reviews about Le Cellier that are aaaallll over the place.<br /><br />LOVE the Epicot sunset pics!<br /><br />But… I’m more than a little frightened by that cliffhanger – “true adventure” you say? Uh-oh.Vs Fuzzy Worldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10705397058179488506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-56042473762087278392010-10-01T11:35:56.938-07:002010-10-01T11:35:56.938-07:00Running w/ Scissors?!!!
http://failblog.org/2010/...Running w/ Scissors?!!!<br /><br />http://failblog.org/2010/09/29/epic-fail-photos-probably-bad-news-cliche-fail/Stephhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12862391896512664748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-61622909321368326112010-10-01T10:42:42.862-07:002010-10-01T10:42:42.862-07:00Fun with elevators= running with scissors.Fun with elevators= running with scissors.momofmnmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02166814304763519259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-71936439275778265942010-10-01T06:37:10.135-07:002010-10-01T06:37:10.135-07:00What a crack up! NOODLE!! Love it ;-)
I am off t...What a crack up! NOODLE!! Love it ;-)<br />I am off to World, hold the funny 'til I get back. Ok, maybe not. I'll catch up. Eventually.Stephhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12862391896512664748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-74421923363384969502010-10-01T04:29:49.555-07:002010-10-01T04:29:49.555-07:00So does anyone else want to add the word "Mar...So does anyone else want to add the word "Marie" every time they talk about Tropical Storm Nicole? Or is that just me?<br /><br />Mariette (still DED), the fact that you have a pot roast cooked for dinner on a work night is impressive enough for me. Well, it would be except I'm willing to bet it was Mr. Mariette who cooked it ; )<br /><br />Of course, we had Outback take out last night, so I guess I'm in no position to criticize.....Ashclanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01780579987455757786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-63987129558295372142010-09-30T19:56:12.409-07:002010-09-30T19:56:12.409-07:00You don't have to have much to say, Mariette. ...You don't have to have much to say, Mariette. Just glad to know you're here. Your butt better stick around and have some fun with us, too. Work or no work. I miss you and your crazy funny comments. <br /><br />Speaking of which, where the heck is Mel?!!!!<br /><br />Mailing ZZUB a huge wheel of brie? From last year's Festivus for the Rest of Us? <br /><br />As far as the pot roast goes, you drown it in enough cooking sherry, you can turn that baby into ANYTHING you want it to be, woman. <br /><br />At least that's what NM says.LaLahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17155253166426803267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-40415949117284737682010-09-30T17:16:30.236-07:002010-09-30T17:16:30.236-07:00I am reading and that was hilarious but once again...I am reading and that was hilarious but once again...I got nothin'!!! This workin' thing is really crampin' my bloggin' style. Yo!<br /><br />p.s. do you think I can turn this economy cut pot roast on my dining room table into that fillet? <br /><br />Just sayin'...momofmnmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02166814304763519259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-51043423482605400012010-09-29T20:45:50.799-07:002010-09-29T20:45:50.799-07:00Mr. Probably Wears a Toupe Too said:
Tell me -- ...Mr. Probably Wears a Toupe Too said: <br /><br /><b>Tell me -- did you take your own plates and cutlery to dinner with you too?</b><br /><br />Silly Chappie. Of course we didn't take our own plates and cutlery to dinner with us. <i>Pfff</i>. <br /><br />But we sho nuff left with some! <br /><br />And YES, we brought our own noodles! To the Yacht Club! It may be a little white trash (can we say white trash here?!) but we are WAY past the point of caring. I downright refuse to pay to rent a tube each time we want to float around the lazy river. And I knew we'd be there A LOT. So we loaded the van down with 'em. Which KILLS me still. Because at the time that I slipped them in the back of the van, all sneaky like, DH still didn't know we would be heading to SAB and making use of them at the lazy river. When he caught me, he threw them out on the ground and called me a dork. With his mouth. <br /><br />He wasn't calling me that as he pushed the kids off theirs and stuffed three behind his head at one time and then shoved the last one under his knees. Then kicked back on his red and blue floating pretzel. Like the king of the world. <br /><br />Nope, he wasn't calling me that at all. In fact, he may have been yelling, "GOOD SHOW!!!" at the top of his lungs. <br /><br />And meaning it. <br /><br />So the noodle lobby spectacle (and any resulting assault with a soggy weapon charges) were all WELL WORTH IT. And I'd do it all over again. In a heartbeat. <br /><br />Only this time we might let DH carry the noodles. <br /><br />Thanks for all of your comments. I really appreciate yall taking the time to read about our trip and leaving your funny and encouraging comments. I love signing on here and reading all of them. So thanks! <br /><br />As I was writing, DH and I cracked up A BUNCH just remembering everything. I'm still laughing at the look on those poor sapsuckers' faces. It's almost as funny as the memory of the EVC Elevator Incident at Garden Grill. Good memory, Ash! (you get the prize...at DH's sole discretion, of course!) And the Menudo Elevator Incident at AKL. What IS it with us and elevators? Wish I knew. <br /><br />Ash, I am SO JEALOUS of you right now! I wish I had a trip in the hopper so I could make ADRs. Even if Le Cellier is completely booked. Which is crazy, considering you're 180 days out still. Keep trying though. Something will probably open up. <br /><br />Z said: <b>Ever heard of a side door? Look who I'm talking to. Of course you have.</b><br /><br />Zip it, clown. <br /><br />Actually, we discovered the side door (the one that took us around the front of the resort and led to an entrance right by the elevator, COMPLETELY bypassing the lobby) the day before we left. Could've saved us a lot of pain had we found it sooner. But then again, what fun would that have been? <br /><br />Thanks for the word on Le Cellier. I hate to hear that it's changing over for dinner. We've never been big on eating there for lunch. That's what Biergarten is for. <br /> <br />GB: I hope you at least got a STEAK burrito today. <br /><br />NM: Whatever, sista. Even though yall spend the entire time you're at the pool invadin' everybody's personal space and knocking other guests' teeth out with an ACTUAL BASEBALL (like I believe for one second Roger's playing baseball with a tennis ball), I have no doubt in my mind that yall walk through that lobby with it all together. You are Parenting magazine's Mother of the Year. Straight off the July cover. And I strongly dislike you for that. <br /><br />And by 'strongly dislike', I mean 'love'. <br /><br />Frick: Mr. LaLa asked me why on earth you said I was butter and when I told him, he laughed for ten minutes straight. Just thought I'd let you know he thinks you're really funny. And he hasn't even seen the ham picture yet.LaLahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17155253166426803267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-46002446420796163882010-09-29T16:15:00.188-07:002010-09-29T16:15:00.188-07:00"BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM!
It was lik..."BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM!<br /><br />It was like something from the Three Stooges"<br /><br />"I believe we may have even knocked a toupe loose."<br /><br />Possibly, the funniest trip report moment I've read in a long time.<br />I'm totally enjoying the ride on this one.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-60992496899049038952010-09-29T15:06:09.046-07:002010-09-29T15:06:09.046-07:00La - girl you brought it. It's official.... I...La - girl you brought it. It's official.... I'm going to call you butter!!! Fancy butter at that! <br /><br />Reading about your trek from the pool through the lobby reminded me of just how icky I felt doing the same at the BC.... and the Contemp, because we had to hit the food court in our chlorine clean state with my mascara smeared from ear to ear. Just thinking about my little Frick carrying noodles through a fancy lobby makes my pits sweat. The fact that you brought your own noodles makes my pits sweat too. Girl you got game. And you pack a big haul fo sho. <br /><br />We also play the elevator game. Happens every dang time there is more than one elevator. It's pretty fun and it sounds like you got a very nice reward for winning!<br /><br />Love the Le Cell table decoration and glad you all had some birthday goodness there. Let's hope you all held it down and the night doesn't end with puke.<br /><br />Can you believe Zzub held back the comment that he thinks the place is a glorified Steak and Ale? I'm shocked it didn't come out.<br /><br />Thanks for the giggles La2!Frickleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00574065209813435931noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-39301546839384692602010-09-29T12:57:51.884-07:002010-09-29T12:57:51.884-07:00"BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM!
It was lik..."BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM!<br /><br />It was like something from the Three Stooges."<br /><br />LA!!!! I am with the rest of the folks here. That was HYSTERICALLY funny! Not only is the incident itself good material, your writing is - bar none - the best descriptive writing I've ever read. I can picture it perfectly in my mind, and would be able to even if I hadn't met your sweet family.<br /><br />Good show.<br /><br />Who says "good show", anyway? Some jolly good dorks, that's for sure.<br /><br />Oh, there is so much more I could comment on. Your crazy man and his birthday antics. Both at the elevators and at the Le Cell hostess stand. The Elevator Game - we SOOO play that, but with no gifts. The bus back to the Pop Cen'treh where you belong. ALL good stuff.<br /><br />And you know the NMs are one of those families who are lookin' good as we come off the pool scene. Because we haven't been doing anything fun. Nothing fun at all. Just sitting and looking pretty and getting a tan. All while keeping our hair dry and perfect. We are that family you envy.<br /><br />Or not.<br /><br />Or REALLY not.<br /><br />In fact, we probably make Y'ALL look like that family.<br /><br />Great installment, La. The pics of the filet at Le Cell look delicious. And I don't know who ZZUB is kidding. He eats at Electric Umbrella for the refillable drinks. What does he know about a decent meal?NicoleMariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04564730916739584129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-76667905262060844262010-09-29T12:27:12.945-07:002010-09-29T12:27:12.945-07:00Oh my sweet merciful giblets! I have not had a gu...Oh my sweet merciful giblets! I have not had a gut rending, chair shaking, I can’t breath and I might die, strain every muscle fiber in my body so as not to explode into raucous bellowing, tears in the eye fit of laughter like that in a LONG time. That was AWESOME! I had to stop reading so I could leave the production floor and go split a rib in the break room. Even now, I still crack up just picturing it. <br /><br />Oooooooweee that was a hoot. <br /><br />Okay….settling down…trying to anyway. <br /><br />Le Cellier looked fantastic. If it goes Signature, that would do me in. I would NOT burn 2 TS credits there. But it was SO very good when we were there last. My stomach tried to digest itself just looking at that filet. <br /><br />Well, gonna shove off to Taco Bell now. I have no doubt that I shall sit and stare in sad longing at my woefully inadequate burrito. <br /><br />Thank you for that. <br /><br />But at least I’m still snickering so I guess that balances out. <br /><br />Great job LaLa!GreatBiscuithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14718182850357798147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-30646404889502976262010-09-29T12:09:06.469-07:002010-09-29T12:09:06.469-07:00Lala wrote, "Thankfully, the ride up was swif...Lala wrote, "Thankfully, the ride up was swift and smooth and as we arrived at our floor,"<br /><br />But ZZUB read, "thankfully, the ride up was swift and smooth just like a number four."<br /><br />And I thought, "what?!" Who needs to read that??!!<br /><br />I can't believe they even let your kind in the Yacht Club. But that you walked through the lobby with wet noodles confirms every suspicion I ever had about you. Pure, full on white trash. Ever heard of a side door? Look who I'm talking to. Of course you have.<br /><br />Did Mr. LaLa really tell them to scare you up a table? If he did, that is the FUNNIEST thing I've read today. DED! Man, I miss the south.<br /><br />FYI: LeCellier is only going signature at dinner. You can continue to eat there for one credit at lunch although one imagines the menu will not be as fancy schmancy at lunch. I confess, I don't get the LeCel love affair most people have. There are so many better places in Disney World.<br /><br />But at least you didn't eat at Coral Reef. Only yahoos and NMs eat there.<br /><br />I'm with Ashclan, the LaLas are to elevators what the Obamas are to snooty, condescending liberals. Y'all just can't get near a lift without trouble breaking out. Although I don't recall the exact details of the Garden Grill elevator/ECV incident, I did rememmber there WAS an incident. As I walked out of the men's room, past the elevator, two ECVs were headed in and thought to myself, this has LaLa written all over it.<br /><br />And then I died a little more inside.<br /><br />ZZZUBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16141335933083006078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-46026781483586859122010-09-29T09:30:08.037-07:002010-09-29T09:30:08.037-07:00La said: On our walk toward the elevators, we not...<b><i>La said: On our walk toward the elevators, we noticed (again) that we seemed to be the only ones around. </i></b><br /><br />Gee, I wonder why that was? Could it be that the gentleman with the toupee askew warned everyone to steer clear when your crew was on the move, lest they be bopped with a wet noodle (and not in a good way)? All of this, of course, ignores the fact that you were carrying noodles in the first place. In the Yacht Club. The mind boggles. Tell me -- did you take your own plates and cutlery to dinner with you too? You know -- just in case they didn't have any or ran out?Chapter 11https://www.blogger.com/profile/13366726480760474022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5236410478120328933.post-24063310099984715502010-09-29T06:50:31.287-07:002010-09-29T06:50:31.287-07:00....And that's the ballgame!!! Oh.My.Goodness........And that's the ballgame!!! Oh.My.Goodness. I haven't laughed that hard, <i>CRIED</i>, really since your LAST Elevator Incident. Well, I think it was your last. The one with the lady in the ECV over by Garden Grill? Anywho, you killed me DED DED DED, La. Those poor old men. Getting multiple slaps in the face with wet noodles. The imagery is...um....what's the word? How about hysterical...guffaw-inducing, choke on my tea, tears in my eyes funny. So much so, in fact, that when my assistant just came into my office, she asked if I was alright. And why my eyes were all watery and I was coughing. I told her it was allergies. <br /><br />And then, as if you hadn't made enough of a spectacle of yourselves, the birthday boy tops that with a gratuitous show of affection in public? At the elevators yet again? The only thing that could've made that better would've been for the doors to open with the same old guys in the elevator to witness it behind door number 2. On their way to get their toupees readjusted.<br /><br />Now the important stuff. Food. That photo of the mushroom filet is killing me, even this early in the morning. We tried to get Le Cell for our lil weekend getaway in a couple of weeks, but couldn't get it. Even though I called 180 days out at 7 in the morning. So we are going to Yachtsmen instead, which will be fine, even without the pretzel bread. I think maybe I'll grab the hubby and take a ride on the elevators while we're there. Maybe even engage in a little PDA of our own. Just for the fun of it. And because we won't have any wet pool noodles on hand.Ashclanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01780579987455757786noreply@blogger.com