Thanks, Mindflipper. Now, let the mayhem continue......
Day 7, Monday December 14, 2009
Narrative by Mousekedude (believe it or not….)
I’m glad I get to tell the story today, because…. I… got…. something…. to….. SAAAAY!!!!! (fear not, though, my DW has approved of my telling this story. It’s all funny to us now, although it sure wasn’t at the time).

Unpleasantness to follow!! Be forewarned!
Meltdown!!! Meltdown!!!!! (sound of air-raid siren… *beeeoooooop!!!* *beeeeeooooop!!!!*)
Remember how at the end of her Day 6 narrative, DW said that we hit the wall and a meltdown was imminent? Well……
Day 7 started off innocently enough. Gorgeous weather, early start, headed to MK for our breakfast reservation at Crystal Palace, made it almost on time, looked like all was well. Or so I thought…. (ominous theme music from Jaws… du-dum….du-dum…du-dum… etc.)
Since we were already running a little late, Amber told me to go ahead and run in to CP and get us checked in while she and her parents made a quick restroom pit stop. So like an obedient little puppy I did as I was told. Then, I waited for them to arrive…. and I waited…. and waited…. and waited…. meanwhile the hostess called our name. I had to explain that the family had gone to the restroom and would be right back. She gave me a withering look that said “yeah, right, dude, you tried to scam the system by getting signed in early before your party was here, didn’t you?â€