and they said it wouldn't last

O.k. so I never said I was the brightest crayon in the box; but man, do I love Disneyland!

30 years ago this month Thor and I took our high school romance to a new level and to celebrate we went to Disneyland on our honeymoon. Heck, we were 18 and 19, what else would we have chosen? So we though we'd go back again and spend a few days at the happiest (albeit-most jam-packed) place on earth!

Our first day there we noticed signs on the streets leading to the park that stated, "ALL PARKS FULL TO CAPACITY" and other signs which directed you far from any entrances as possible. Did that deter Thor and I? No, we're idiots. We drove around to the parking structure and noticed (for the first time in my experience) that there were cars on every level including the roof. Not to worry, we found the back lot to DownTown Disney and found a space. Heck there were lots of spaces back there! We walked into Disneyland and people watched like crazy for 2 1/2 hours and then we went back to the Hotel, got cleaned up, then back to the park to watch fireworks.

The following day we went again, this time we were greeted by the same signs, although we actually had a great space in the parking structure... we went early! However, once inside we noticed the signs that proclaimed a t.v. Christmas special was being filmed all day. Bunches of Disney Channel celebs and bands I have never heard of were performing all day and then there was Ryan Siecrest (?) and a parade. Much hoopla! It was beginning at 8 that morning and didn't finish shooting until 4:30. We did a lot more people watching!

All in all we had a great time doing nothing. Most folks would have had a terrible time, but it was fun for us to walk around the crowds and find spots to sit and watch everyone. We watched a dance team from a high school...pretty impressive actually. We went into the gallery and back into the artists cove, places that -when it is time to ride rides- you never go to. It was great to watch folks pose their kids on the steps, see the pirates go in and out from breaks and work, watch the artists at work, and to see the whole mass of humanity swarm around from sitting on the balcony in New Orleans Square.

We planned on staying all night to see the fireworks again, but frankly...I'm old and gave into going back and taking a hot shower. Our hotel has a great view of the fireworks from the back, but we opted to just listen to the BOOM of them from our room.

The following day we went into my parents to help them with a project and met with chronicler and the Big Guy for a turkey dinner they had prepared. It was fabulous. (See her blog for the amazing apple dessert...wonderful! and pretty too!) We had a good visit and then the drive home. It's always good to get back to your own bed after a few days away.

So there you have it. Proof that young impulsive kids can make a marriage work; and that after 30 years and five kids...there are still plenty of fireworks!