someday at christmas...

...christmas '09 checklist...

• "accidentally" fracture foot three days before we leave so i have to wear a stinky old boot around.

• as part two of said "foot fracture" operation, get wheeled around disneyland by my loving family.


• get pictures by/of my fave alice in wonderland-themed spots.

• get brothers to win me loads of stuffed treasures on the boardwalk.
  
  
  
  
• ride dumbo!

• watch fireworks on christmas eve.... and get snowed on!
  
  
  

• get "unique" photos of disney.
  

(yup, counting myself as a unique photo...)

get a good seat for the electrical parade.

• get ignored by nearly everyone because nobody listens to me when i am so low to the ground.



• solidify invisibilty theory when i am "ran over" by baby toting female (who looks a bit like jennifer lopez to me) and huge black man.



• laugh uncontrolably when i realize that "baby toting female" is in fact jennifer lopez, and "huge black man" is her bodyguard.



• four celebrity sightings at christmas dinner, including j. lo, marc anthony, leah remini, and taboo from the black eyed peas, the only one that i had the courage to get a picture with (by "get a picture", i mean follow him out of the restaurant and down the hall, evesdropping on his conversation to make sure he wasn't going to punch me in the face when i asked for said picture.)

annoy everyone with "operation: foot fracture".

purchase (i.e. talk mum into purchasing) gorgeous black coat, wear around for the next three days.

confused by the compliment given to me at breakfast from my brother in regards to my new jacket ("you're looking very derelict today"). what i thought he meant: "that new jacket is smashing on you!" what he actually meant "you look like a homeless person"

google "derelict" via cell phone. find, "a person abandoned by society, esp. a person without a permanent home and means of support; vagrant; bum".

try not to hunch over so much in my wheelchair, so as not to confirm my homeless status to anyone.

go to build-a-bear in downtown disney and build an owl. name him "owlvin".

overdose on mickey pretzels and cheese. slip soundly into food coma and die in the happiest place on earth.

....or not.

buy year round pass to disneyland as present to myself, plan on going once a month for an entire year.

...or not.