The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

MinnieM123

Premium Member
When I travel by car I do take a pillow. Not my good pillows though but an older one that is plenty comfy. Disney's are not bad just a bit plump for my liking. When I fly I take my travel sized pillow for the plane, it is about a foot long and wedges nicely against the window where I pretend to sleep.

I don't bring my pillow(s) when I travel to WDW. I kinda like it when hotels give you 4 pillows on a bed, and I can be fickle and choose whatever ones I want. :p Excess can be cool you know . . . :cool:
 

donaldtoo

Well-Known Member
Me too. :D Eating is way better than being drunk. The most drinks I've ever had was 3 1/2 spaced out over four hours, with food in between drinks. I was a bit tipsy, but not drunk. It was also at a graduation party, so it was free. And the person for whom the party was given is someone I really don't like, so I found the person much more tolerable after a few drinks.:hilarious:

There's a family history of alcoholism, so I'm extremely careful. The fact that I'm cheap is probably not a bad thing when it comes to alcohol.

I'm probably the closest to being an alcoholic in my family, and, to clarify, I'm not an alcoholic, that's based on how little other family members drink.
That includes my immediate family (DWifey, kiddos), my folks, brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, etc., although I do have a coupla' cousins who are borderline functional alcoholics.
But, fortunately, it doesn't run in the family.
And, yep, there's nothin' special about bein' drunk. Plus, hangovers suck... :hungover: ;)
 

StarWarsGirl

Well-Known Member
In the Parks
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I'm probably the closest to being an alcoholic in my family, and, to clarify, I'm not an alcoholic, that's based on how little other family members drink.
That includes my immediate family (DWifey, kiddos), my folks, brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, etc., although I do have a coupla' cousins who are borderline functional alcoholics.
But, fortunately, it doesn't run in the family.
And, yep, there's nothin' special about bein' drunk. Plus, hangovers suck... :hungover: ;)
There's a history of alcoholism on both sides of my family. My great grandfather on my dad's side was an alcoholic. My maternal grandfather is an alcoholic. We've been having that battle with him lately. Other family members, while not alcoholics, have had addiction problems. Two cousins on my dad's side have both had drug problems, and my maternal grandmother was a gambling addict.

Just always something I have to keep in mind. Especially since I know I already demonstrate addictive behaviors, usually when it comes to technology, and then I have to break the addiction. No fun.
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
I don't bring my pillow(s) when I travel to WDW. I kinda like it when hotels give you 4 pillows on a bed, and I can be fickle and choose whatever ones I want. :p Excess can be cool you know . . . :cool:

I'm trying to remember when the 4 pillow thing started with Disney Resorts. Did it start when they took the comforters away and went to the all white triple sheeting?

My DS was still in college and my DD and I were down there and we stayed in a Hampton Inn, where I fell for their pillows and ordered them for her and me. I have four I've slept with for 4 years already. My DD has four in her bed too. Sadly when she was in college she had a twin bed so she only had 2 in her dorm. It was an adjustment. :joyfull:
 

donaldtoo

Well-Known Member
Labor back in 1970 was primative. They strapped down my arms. It was crazy.

My mother said she was zonked out with drugs with all 3 of us boys, but, I think she had an epidural when she had my 12-year-younger sis.
Our oldests birth was induced, because she was already a week late.
DWifey and I took a Lamaze class in the run-up to her birth, but, after about the 6th hour of hard labor, she wanted the pain meds. I can attest she REALLY wanted the meds, as with every contraction (so handily tracked on the fetal monitor) she was getting closer and closer to crushing all the bones in my left hand (fortunately, I'm right-handed ;) :oops:).
Plus, it was a while before the Doc got there to approve the epidural, 'cause he was supposedly doing an emergency bladder surgery.
About an hour later, Doc finally got there and they sent me packin' while the anesthesiologist did his thing. When they let me back in the room she was sitting up comfortably eating some ice chips.
At one point, they were talking about sending us home because she wasn't dilated enough...! :facepalm:
DWifey and I talked, we decided to hold off a little longer. Sure enough about a half hour later the dilation progressed more quickly. Although we had planned to do the whole experience in the LDR, eventually the Doc realized both mom and baby were gettin' tired, and decided to head to an OR and use the "Salad Spoons", as he said.
Fortunately, she was out in seconds, and a perfectly healthy 8lb. 8oz. Little girl...!!! :happy:
The forceps only left a small bruise on her right cheek.
Most of y'all know DS had to be taken at 1lb. 4oz. to have any chance of survival, so that was an automatic cesarean birth.
We had planned VBAC for youngest DDs birth, but, Doc vetoed. After a bleeding scare early in the pregnancy, and the potential that she might be miscarried, all settled down for the rest of the pregnancy and youngest DD was born completely healthy at 7lb. 13oz.
Yep, life's a hoot-and-a-half...!!!!! :happy:
 
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