So I went to Disneyland. Again.
Remember how last time I struggled to find my inner-child?
Not much has changed.
I had a good time, don't get me wrong.
The sun was shining, I spent time with my Sis and Braden, I rode some sweet rides, and ate two huge, delicious cinnamon rolls.
Plus, Bri has all the hook-ups so it's all free and stuff.
But I discovered something about my inner kid self, it only comes out when I get to sleep in, and then stay up until the wee hours of the morning.
It dies pretty fast when I have to wake up at seven and stay out till midnight.
In fact it dies right about noon and never comes back.
Me + Disneyland= Not cut out to happen more than once every 2 years.
But I cannot say enough times how grateful I am to have the opportunity to go.
I loved having a break from school and snow.
I loved the short lived moments on roller-coasters and terror towers.
So the consensus is, my weekend was Grrrreat!
My idea of vacation just involves more beach sitting and sun bathing, thats all.
PS: World Of Color is AMAZING!!! It almost brought tears to my eyes.
Everyone, run to California Adventure just to see this.