Welcome to THE CONFESSIONAL. This is the place where you can divulge your deepest, darkest, most neurotic things you have done in times of Disney desperation. Don’t be ashamed. We’ve all had these moments. Make yourself comfy in our confessional chair and tell us. What are the things you have done in order to get your Disney “fix”?
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OK I have a confession. This may be one of those that splits public opinion but I hope you dont love me any the less for it!!! :~) Now we all know how precious time is at the Disney parks, and Im sure many of you have used your time wisely, for example when your legs are aching and you need a break in the Magic Kingdom, you may go for a trip on the TTA. That way your 'down time' isnt wasted. The same can be said in the hottest part of the day you might take refuge at an indoor attraction to make the most of the air con coolness. My confession is that I use the same theory for breaastfeeding my babies. Now Disney do have beautiful facilities for nursing mothers, but it means time away from the fsmily (I somehow doubt the teenage children want to hang around outside waiting with the lure of Space Mountain or Soarin calling at them!!) and more importantly it is wasted time in the park!! So for me, the best thing to do is find a nice long dark ride and discreetly feed the baby during it (something like Ellen at Epcot, or Great Movie Ride at DHS). That way the family are all together, riding attractions, not wasting ANY time, and the baby is kept quiet!!!
We have a key chain that holds keys to a locked cabinet where I work. The key chain has an orange foam Mickey Mouse head on it. Today I cried out in shock to find the ears broken off and Mickey's earless head bouncing around in a drawer all alone and by himself. I almost cried. Shouldn't this be grounds for termination?
How do I get my Disney fix? I guess you could say through art.
I have what will probably be a comic planned out. How is that related to Disney, you ask? The main characters....are personifications of the Disney parks. I can no longer read about the parks without thinking of my little characters running around in my head. They have gotten to the point where they even try to comment on non-Disney things in my life. MK in particular likes to boast about himself while I am looking for individual strip ideas and Epcot nags me to study more.
Also, I think a good 10% of my art pieces this year have been on the parks. They tend to be my best ones too.
How I get my fix is I will wear a different Disney T-shirt everyday. Also I will go to the Disney Outlet store.
I wear Mickey Mouse cufflinks and ties on sales calls even though I've been told it's "juvenile" by my superiors.
"Adults are only kids grown up, anyway." -Walt
Since I don't work for them anymore I decorated my whole house with Disney even in rooms which appear "normal" to outsiders...I live in the house of mouse and I don't care what people think.
I have on my email response and voicemail- Have a Magical Day.
I have hidden mickeys around my house.
The night before I was able to make my ADRs was the night of our annual work party. Even knowing I needed to get up at o'dark thirty in the morning to be on the website/phone, I still proceeded to drink a bit more that I ought to. Needless to say, I still dragged myself, literally, downstairs at 5:30 in the morning to boot up 2 pcs to try online (could not get what I wanted there). So then I was laying on the floor of the bathroom , dry heaving , tears streaming down my face, stuck on hold, I thought if I heard "Clang, clang, clang went the trolley..." one more time my head was going to explode, praying that I would not be throwing up when I finally got an actual cast member on the phone. I was on hold what felt for hours , but i think it was actually 20 minutes. But I perservered and between vomitting episodes, I got all my ADRs (even Le Cellier). I then crawled back upstairs and went back to bed for te rest of the day. It was one of the most miserable hangovers of my life, but I had to get my ADRS!!!
I am 98% packed for my trip to WDW and I don't leave for 2½ days. And I don't care! You hear me? I. do. not. care. I could walk outta the house right now and get on the plane and be fine. I've even already spent the 2 hours ripping my Disney CD's, customizing the audio, and uploading it into my iPhone. Oh yeah. I've got the eye of the tiger. Or is that the eye of the Tigger? Bwahahahaha!!!
I gave up my Disney obsession for Lent, and yesterday I called a 407 area code number for the first time in six weeks. I confess that I called merely to hear the pixie dust sound and "Welcome to the Walt Disney World Resort!" then I hung up. AT&T minutes well spent? Yep.