This Gator is a trooper....
I am back from a weekend of hell. Im only writing this because I survived-how I dont know. I have been with daughters at Disney World since Friday and I am EXHAUSTED. I dont know if that word is even strong enough to describe this. I walked-no, let me rephrase that-I was dragged at least 3000 miles over the last 3 days. To top it off I came home with a touch of the funk and my nose will NOT stop running. Right now I am stuck somewhere between misery and death. I do NOT wanna hear anymore damn Disney songs. If I hear Its a small world one more time I am going to kill someone...possibly literally. You know, that damn castle is only impressive for the first couple hours then its like "look kids-Cinderella castle..ready to go home??????" I do believe I walked every inch of that property, maybe several times. I thank God every minute that I survived this ordeal....


