Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Disney On Ice: 100 Years of Magic
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Yet another wonderful Disney adventure came upon us! We took the kids (okay, Kellan) to see Disney on Ice this year. I had been wanting to go to for years. YEARS I tell you... So, back in March I decided I was going to finally buy tickets. If you are mulling this over in your head and it's not adding up, I'll make it easy on you: uh, yeah, I bought tickets for a show in October back in March. Why? Partly because I'm impulsive and neurotic, you're right. But you know what? We got first row. Bite me.
I LOVED the show. Not only am I a total Disney sucker, but I love me some live shows. I don't care if it's the Nutcracker Ballet or the Ringling Brothers Circus and the arena smells of elephant dung, I like 'em. And I like 'em close.
Kellan was able to see her favorite Princess, Cinderella, along with another Disney character love, Stitch. That alone was well worth it to her. I got to see Ariel, and Eric made her do this cool flippy thing that made her swim like a mermaid. Don't ask me to explain it, I'm not well educated in the technicalities of figure skating.
The songs were great. "It's a Small World" was amazing. In all truth I am somewhat bias. I love "It's a Small World." The song reminds me of my many trips to Disneyland. It's tradition to ride this wonderfully outdated (even after it's recent renovations) yet simply charming ride right as the park is closing, when all others are viewing the parade and you get a few quiet moments in the night. It made me miss California terribly for those few minutes....
Okay, back to the blog. Show was great. Yada yada yada. Kellan met Mickey again, along with Pumba, Simba, Nala, Rafikki, Stitch, and some Russian chick from IASW. Oh, and she drank a really huge Cherry Coke. Okay, I helped her.
Yet another wonderful Disney adventure came upon us! We took the kids (okay, Kellan) to see Disney on Ice this year. I had been wanting to go to for years. YEARS I tell you... So, back in March I decided I was going to finally buy tickets. If you are mulling this over in your head and it's not adding up, I'll make it easy on you: uh, yeah, I bought tickets for a show in October back in March. Why? Partly because I'm impulsive and neurotic, you're right. But you know what? We got first row. Bite me.
I LOVED the show. Not only am I a total Disney sucker, but I love me some live shows. I don't care if it's the Nutcracker Ballet or the Ringling Brothers Circus and the arena smells of elephant dung, I like 'em. And I like 'em close.
Kellan was able to see her favorite Princess, Cinderella, along with another Disney character love, Stitch. That alone was well worth it to her. I got to see Ariel, and Eric made her do this cool flippy thing that made her swim like a mermaid. Don't ask me to explain it, I'm not well educated in the technicalities of figure skating.
The songs were great. "It's a Small World" was amazing. In all truth I am somewhat bias. I love "It's a Small World." The song reminds me of my many trips to Disneyland. It's tradition to ride this wonderfully outdated (even after it's recent renovations) yet simply charming ride right as the park is closing, when all others are viewing the parade and you get a few quiet moments in the night. It made me miss California terribly for those few minutes....
Okay, back to the blog. Show was great. Yada yada yada. Kellan met Mickey again, along with Pumba, Simba, Nala, Rafikki, Stitch, and some Russian chick from IASW. Oh, and she drank a really huge Cherry Coke. Okay, I helped her.
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