On Sunday, seeing that my friend Tara and I both have Annual Passes to Disneyland and seeing also that our husbands are both Disney-tolerating-but-not-loving curmudgeonly types, we decided to make a trip out to the park together, just the two of us.
Tara and I have been friends since first grade. FIRST GRADE! That is 24 years of friendship, people. Insanity. And to celebrate those 24 years, we spent all of yesterday morning and afternoon acting once again like six year olds.
Six year olds with cars and credit cards, that is. Much more fun that way.
We ate an extremely irresponsible breakfast:
Rode our fair share of kiddie rides:
Including Small World, which neither of us had ridden in at least a decade and on which we somehow managed to snag OUR VERY OWN PRIVATE BOAT.
Goofed off at Mickey's Toontown abode:
And fell completely in love with the adorable Heffalumps on Winne The Pooh's ride:
Also: Two trips on Pirates (one at the front of the boat!), Snow White's Scary Adventures (which is REALLY scary, yo), Alice In Wonderland (but not the yak-tastic Teacups), A round trip tour aboard the Disneyland Railroad, Buzz Lightyear's Astro Blasters, Roger Rabbit's CarToon Spin, greasy popcorn, lunch on Main Street, salt water taffy and noticing that Snow White appears to be the "in" princess costume this season.