Early Christmas

Last week, while trees were getting uprooted and trash cans were tumbling down the streets in our area, Husband and I and Husband’s parents were enjoying . . .

palm trees,

Mickey beignets,

the White Rabbit's house (and that random pregnant person who wandered into the shot; we’ll just blur out that camera hog),

a melodious blend of “It’s a Small World” and “Jingle Bells” (which Husband could only endure twice),

gingerbread-scented snow in 70-degree weather,

ginormous Christmas trees,

a ride on the Lilly Belle (Walt’s private train car, which he actually never rode in, but that didn’t make it any less awesome),

a joyous expanse of Christmas ornaments,

and benches. I didn’t get a photo of a bench, but I certainly sat on many of them while waiting for the rest of my party to go on all the rides I can’t currently go on. Don’t feel sorry for me though. What with the swollen feet and getting tired more quickly, sitting and resting throughout the day was just what I needed. And Disneyland is a great place to people-watch. Plus, I now possess the valuable knowledge of knowing where every bathroom is in the park.

The downside of Disneyland though, is that dancing is not allowed on the rides.

A little Scrooge-ish for the happiest place on earth, don’t you think?

Soon after we got back, I got a new phone. It’s pretty cool, but I’m most excited about the cover I got for it:

And yes, I am an official Disney dork.