Dear, I’ve got a headache, do you have any aspirin? Such a simple little question. So innocuous. No problem. I’ve probably asked Mrs. Mom a thousand times for an “aspirin” and she always comes through. But this time …
I think I’ve mentioned Mrs. Mom’s Magical Fanny Pack a time or two. It’s where Mrs. Mom stores everything we might need for a day at the parks. From aspirin to money to tickets to sunglasses, it seems like anything we could ever want or desire when we are prowling Walt Disney World is right there magically in Mrs. Mom’s Magical Fanny Pack.
So, it was a real shock when the answer to the aspirin question was no, I can’t find any. What? No aspirin? What am I going to do? Please Magical Fanny Pack, don’t fail me now! But it did, and for that I banned it from the rest of the trip (but that’s a whole different story).
Why did Mrs. Mom’s Magical Fanny Pack fail? That’s a good question, and I probably should admit that it’s my fault (isn’t everything). Why was it my fault? I got in a hurry and rushed Mrs. Mom (and we paid for it for 2 days).
We arrived in Orlando at around 3 pm. Magical Express got us to the Pop Century around 5ish. We got checked in quickly and went to our room where we started talking about what to do for the evening. THE PLAN was a bit flexible for arrival day. (It usually is.) Option 1 was to go to Disney Springs and grab a bite at Earl of Sandwich and then get some dessert at Ghirardelli’s. Then we’d come back to the room and prepare for our big day at the Magic Kingdom (Mrs. Mom’s idea). Option 2 was to go to Epcot, eat our way around the world and see Starship starring Mickey Thomas at the Eat to the Beat Concert (my idea).
We had discussed these options from the time we landed. Mrs. Mom really wanted to try the Earl of Sandwich, but I wanted to go to a park. Do you realize how long it’s been since I’ve been in Epcot? (It was a really long time) I can’t wait any longer. I won’t say I threw a tantrum, but we ended up in Epcot.
So what does this have to do with the Magical Fanny Pack failing? Everything.
I was in such a hurry that I rushed Mrs. Mom. We travel with the Magical Fanny Pack empty and when we arrived at the Pop Century, Mrs. Mom had to find everything to fill it. I kept telling her to hurry because I was hungry. I wanted to get to Epcot. I wanted to grab a steaklet. I wanted to … (I can be a bit annoying at times.)
Mrs. Mom relented and we headed off for the bus. On the way to Epcot, I asked that fateful question, “do you have any aspirin?”, and the rest as they say is history.
Stay tuned tomorrow (or the day after) for the continuing drama of the Red Notebook Chronicles.
Oops, I forgot. The moral of the story –
One of my favorite songs growing up was called “Feelin’ Groovy” (or the 59th Street Bridge song) . I can’t get it out of my head even now.
Slow down you move to fast.
You’ve got to make the moment last, just,
Kickin’ down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and Feelin’ Groovy.
Dad really sings that one good. (I can still hear that bassoon playing in my head. I think that was the last top 40 song to ever have a bassoon in it.)
I was definitely not Feelin’ Groovy that evening. I had a headache. We made a mess getting in the room which took a couple of hours to straighten up. It ruined our Nine by Noon Challenge the next morning. All because I was too impatient and couldn’t wait to get into a park. (Starship was really good.)
So, if you want to feel “Groovy” on any trip to Disney World slow down and relax. Always remember, getting in a hurry can cause a headache. Literally.
The second moral of the story is sometimes Mom knows best.