Disneyland

I am a huge Disney fan. 

However, huge might be an understatement.  Ginormous sounds bigger. We’ll use that word…     

Anyway, back to the point of this post, I am a ginormous Disney fan.  Because of this fact, Disneyland is one of my favorite places in the whole world.  I seriously dream about Disneyland on a regular basis. 

No lie. 

When I am Disneyland, I basically act like a five year old without meaning to.  For example, whenever I see one of the princess while I am there, I get so giddy that I can’t even breathe.  I don’t even need a map to get around that place, I know where everything is.  While I am there I make sure to ride every ride and see every show and event possible.  I don’t want to miss anything while I am in the most magical place on earth.  And don’t even get me started on the World of Color show they do every night.  It is the most magical thing I have ever seen in my whole life.      

Now, with this much gumption and passion that I have for Disneyland, you would think that I would have married someone who shares this same deep admiration for the happiest place on earth.      

You’d think, wouldn’t you?   

Well, that is so not the case.  That is not the case whatsoever.  Not at all. 

My sweet husband, Ryan, does not, I repeat, does not care for Disneyland. 

Gasp, I know.    

He seriously rolls his eyes every time I even mention a fond memory of that place.  He told me the other day, “Let’s just do a day at Lagoon, it’s the same thing.”

I almost wanted to hit him upside the head. 

It is soooooo not the same thing.  That’s like saying “Let’s just dye my hair hot pink, it’s basically the same thing as brown.”

NO IT IS NOT!   

I think Ryan was born on a different planet.  Seriously, who compares Lagoon to Disneyland?    

Anyway, because of this comment I am determined to take that husband of mine to Disneyland and culture him on the true behavior of Disney fanatics. 

He has no idea what is comin’ to him.  No idea.  He will never forget his first REAL trip to Disneyland.        

Plus, I haven’t been to Disneyland in over two years and I am starting to hyperventilate about it.  It is becoming my obsession.  I have been pricing out hotels and tickets all summer.  I wish I could skip work and just go this weekend.  I am dying to get to see my family…. Mickey… Ariel… Woody…

So, if anyone wants to donate to the takeryantodisneylandbecauseheisagrumpaboutthatplacefund, it would be very appreciative. He needs to be cultured…. and I need a vacation.