After vehemently refusing to go to Disney while in Orlando last week, I–went to Disney. It wasn’t awful! I’d thought I’d have a miserable time, but I promised my Disney partner, Liz Maverick, that I wouldn’t ruin her visit with my anti-Mickey venom (and you shoulda seen the older lady’s face at the Disney hotel when I said, in a hushed mutter, that I hated Mickey).
I also promised Liz I would let her take goofy (not Goofy) pictures of me. To wit:
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You look . . . conflicted. But pull it off with aplomb!
LOL!!! I totally love this