Both Packers and Movers are here today so we get to leave for Las Vegas a day early! Woo hoo!!!
With many moves under our belt, one thing we’ve noticed about all of them: you sit around and wait and wait and wait and then all of sudden, it’s bing, bang, boom.
Tomorrow the packers arrive. Friday the loaders arrive. Saturday we drive to Vegas. Sunday our belongings arrive. Monday I start a new job. Talk about bing, bang, boom.
We hadn’t expected to move into our house by Sunday so this is welcome and exciting news. Okay, there’s a chance it might not happen until Monday but either way, it’s much sooner than we had expected. (We just found out it will be Sunday – woo hoo!)
When we left Vegas for Florida 2 years ago, we thought we’d left our home behind for good. We arrived in Florida in November and enjoyed a fun Florida Christmas in our pool home and celebrated with Disney friends at WDW, anticipating many more years of the same. Life in Florida was getting off to a great start.
Our fur baby, Buddy, got sick in January and by March, we’d lost him to diabetic complications. The day we said good-bye to Buddy, we upgraded our WDW AP to a Premier pass at Downtown Disney so that we could also go to Disneyland. With the loss of Buddy, we needed to touch our home base for comfort.
But then I got pneumonia and I think that’s when I started thinking that Florida wasn’t a good idea. That it had been a lot more fun the first time around when we were younger and at our age, we wanted to be in a familiar place when somebody got sick.
And then Rich got pneumonia. And then we discovered it was far more than pneumonia for Rich and he had to spend a week in the hospital. He’d lost so much weight and we wondered how quickly he’d return to normal – these were really scary times for us. We wondered if Rich would be up for a move if we should find the right opportunity. Would we have to resign ourselves to staying in Florida?
I dreamed of moving back into our Vegas house then. But how would we get back to Vegas? That was the big question. We’ve been trying ever since via Oregon and California and only now are we able to finally reach our goal. According to my journal, March was when I first started seriously thinking we needed to move back into our house, no matter what. And then I started arranging the furniture in my head, wondering if it was all a fantasy I was indulging myself in or would that dream really become a reality?
I can’t believe that by Sunday we will be pulling up to that driveway in the same Kona Blue Mustang, inserting the key in the door, and walking inside that house – our house! What a triumph, especially after this year in Hotel California!
The only thing missing is Buddy, but he will still live there with us in spirit.
There will be a flurry of activity for some time, especially trying to get our house organized by Christmas. But I can’t wait to get back to “normal” – writing about our life in Vegas and our frequent trips to Disneyland and SoCal.
You might have noticed that there are no more “Saturday Wine Downs” in the sidebar. Yesterday was the last Saturday in Hotel California. The moving process begins on Thursday. By Saturday we’ll be on the road to Vegas and the Bay Area will be in our rear view mirror. We celebrated our last Saturday wine down with a glass of Cupcake Red Velvet – one of our favorites!
This is the last Sunday in the Bay Area and we’ll be saying good-bye to our church where we were married – our wedding was our priest’s first. Looking back, life seemed so much simpler then, of course.
Back then we made an annual trip to Disneyland in October. When Rich and I bought our first Mustang, we headed down I-5 on the open road for a whirlwind weekend in southern California and Rich said, “Can you go to southern California and not go to Disneyland?” Silly me, I said, “Oh sure.” And Rich said, “Well, I can’t.” lol! We hit Knott’s Berry Farm in the morning and finished the day at Disneyland.
Back then I was offered every contract I was submitted to – I hit the ground running, was praised for my work, and was well-paid for the time spent in front of a computer.
Back then the challenges we faced were if we didn’t like our seats to Hawaii, we’d book a Caribbean cruise instead.
Life has changed so much since then. Reading Sue’s WDW report, I think we’ve pretty much decided that Disney doesn’t appeal to us if they’re going to encourage people to glue themselves to their smart phones while they tour the parks. We’ve eliminated social media and try to use our smart phones only when necessary. Blogging is my one online vice and I’ll probably cut back once we get back home. Besides, life is looking busy.
Everything is happening all at once – we move, I start a new job, and I have an invitation to revise and resubmit my manuscript. There’s work to be done on this manuscript – the most challenging one I’ve written – and I so appreciate the editor’s input. Maybe that’s why life seems so much harder now – I continue to push myself and face new challenges.
Back then I was pretty set in my daily life. The biggest thing was our conversion and wedding. I was glowing.
The Bay Area may be headed for our rear view mirror, but we’ve added some new glowing memories to add to the old ones.
We’re very excited about going Retro on this blog. I’ve often shared the history behind our Disneyland experiences but now I’m going to start sharing even more because as I’ve written before, “Disneyland” means so much more than a theme park – it’s all of the surrounding areas, too, of family and friends, the life we have lived and the fun we have had living in such an unusual place. Two4Disney is the perfect home for this.
Holidays in Orange County were always exciting – from Disneyland to Knott’s Berry Farm to Newport Beach/Balboa Island Christmas boat parades. I was thrilled to have my book Letters on Balboa Island placed in Martha’s Book Store on Balboa Island.
Some of us remember the flying saucer ride at Disneyland so it cracked me up to see the flying saucers in the Anaheim Halloween Parade. Dave shares his story on Dave Land.
Speaking of Anaheim, I shared the story before of my “6th grade boyfriend” – the little boy who had just moved to my school fresh from Kentucky, carried my books home from school (I wrote his 500 word “I won’t do … in class”), listened to Elvis records with me in my garage, played the guitar, and sent me my first “love” letter.
When he moved to Anaheim – 8 miles away – he rode his bike to see me a few times and then we lost touch. I saw him on Facebook and discovered he’s a father of 3 grown children now, still living in Anaheim, still playing the guitar but now he’s on Youtube. I still remember him as a 12-year-old so that was a bit jarring, and I’m not sure I needed to see that – lol!
Midway City is the forgotten little city in Orange County, halfway between Westminster (where I lived) and Huntington Beach. Actually, my memory of Midway City is getting my driver’s permit there. My step dad took me so that he could explain why my last name was not the name on my birth certificate. And that’s all I remember about Midway City.
When I first met my 6th grade friend, he was also using his step dad’s last name and we probably bonded over that. (Unknown to my mother, I shared my story with my friends back then). But by the time he moved to Anaheim, he started using his birth last name – I never quite got used to that and my school friends I’ve caught up with on Facebook probably aren’t quite used to me using my birth name either. I’m not sure I am either but that’s why I do it – I should be used to using *my* name.
Well, those are just a few of the special memories of growing up in Orange County. These memories mean so much to me and to those who also grew up there. I imagine most of us feel that way about the place where we grew up. Another reason I’m excited about moving back to Las Vegas - just 4 hours from my Orange County childhood once again. As much as I loved Florida, it just couldn’t compete with this.
Hotel California has been quite the challenge for the kitties, too. Used to living in a much larger abode, they get the crazies here a bit more often than usual. Lovey was used to our two-story house and when she got the crazies, she would race up the stairs yelling. Now she races all over the furniture and our laps when she goes crazy, knocking over anything that gets in the way.
Even Skipper pulls a Fred Flintstone now and then, waving his big butt to get traction before taking off on a mad dash around the apartment. I can’t wait to take the kitties back home where we will all have space to move about and stretch, room to think, and to just be.
Here are a couple of pics I snapped when the kitties were feeling a bit more docile with two of their favorite things: iPad and books.
Lovey and Skipper
Hotel California to Las Vegas
We’ve one week left in Hotel California and down to single-digits as in – 1 more Thursday, 1 more Friday, 1 more Saturday, 1 more Sunday, 1 more Monday, 1 more Tuesday, and 1 more Wednesday until the packers/loaders arrive and we drive back home to Vegas. We’re assessing the food in the house and planning our meals for the remaining time we’ll be here.
The weirdest part about this move will be starting a new job as soon as we arrive while staying in a hotel for several days. I would have chosen to not start until after we’d moved in and settled in a bit – maybe January 2 – yes that would have been a better time to start a new job. But I’m looking at it like a business trip.
The people I chatted with all seem very nice. And my former co-workers in Vegas – some have moved on to other jobs and some are still there – are all very supportive. This is what I’d expected when we moved back to the Bay Area. But it just wasn’t meant to be. If it was, things would have looked differently here. It’s time to move on and put this to rest.
Disneyland from Vegas
I know I’ve been quite critical of the new Disneyland/DCA become more and more corporate following the footsteps of WDW but it remains to be seen whether we’ll renew our AP. We probably will. For one thing, living in Las Vegas we’re much closer to SoCal and living in “Sin City” – well, let’s just say it’s nice to visit a little more family-friendly type of place, although I will say this – the way the world is going these days “Sin City” seems so Retro as if it caters to old-fashioned sin – lol!
But like Tom said, “I love the Vegas culture. People will still try to cheat you but they’ll be honest about it.”
Yesterday I read Sue’s WDW trip report and those crazy Magic Bands are not so magical – she has several problems with them on every trip and she visits WDW often. I’m so not into those or the FastPass+.
I cringe whenever anybody mentions either one. But listening to some folk music like Woody Guthrie or Bob Dylan on the way home this morning, I was reminded of WDW and thought, “I could see visiting WDW again.” So you just never know with us.
I started this blog post hoping to feature a few Disneyland memories with a picture of a Studebaker like the one my family had back then. And then I popped into The Disneyland Traveler and read his post about another potential loss to our Disneyland memories in Slowly Working Our Way Towards Six Flags Over Anaheim. Oh my goodness – I hope not!
But it is sad they’re now talking about getting rid of all remains of the Skyway to Tomorrowland station. I’m still mourning the loss of this attraction – it took you directly through the Matterhorn – how awesome is that?
Mr. and Mrs. Disneyland Traveler are considering not renewing their APs just because of all of this. Rich and I have been having the same conversation.
We may only visit Disneyland once a year – why pay for an AP just to do that? Other trips can be spent at the beach or at an Angels game and we can always drop into Downtown Disney for a drink and a meal, a peek into Disney shops, and enjoy the entertainment. Unless, of course, they decide to charge admission to Downtown Disney. I really doubt that, though, because they rely on the locals to drop in.
They’re still marketing to out-of-staters and are obviously hoping to continue the attendance peeks since the opening of Cars Land. For the most part, that was seen when “The View” taped their shows from Disneyland, which was pretty disgusting. But I seriously doubt that Disneyland will continue to draw East Coasters because eventually the newness will wane and they’ll have new stuff at Disney World to attend to.
East Coasters won’t continue to come out west just to see Cars Land. By then, though, many of the locals will be gone out of frustration over being treated like second class guests.
The title says it all – my reaction to The Disneyland Traveler’s latest post – The Return of the Tomorrowland Moneypit.
We thought Disney World made a huge mistake in paving over the Sub ride, especially when Disneyland chose to use it to feature the Nemo ride. We much prefer the underwater aspect of this ride at Disneyland than the ride-through at WDW. It really brings the Nemo story alive.
Okay, are the Subs tiny and claustrophobic for adults? Oh yeah! But we love the Subs, the history, the nostalgia, the water, the views, and the Nemo experience. That same space at WDW was so wasted – just concrete and strollers until they did the Fantasyland redo. Still, it’s such a shame that the Subs disappeared from WDW.
Reading this post was like receiving bad news. If the Disney Execs feel the Subs are too expensive and a waste of real estate, oh my goodness, I fear for another classic Disneyland ride.
An editor, co-worker, and Disney lover (now a Disney-focused travel-agent) responded to my angst that Disneyland would never be the same when they paved over the parking lot to build DCA by saying, “The Disneyland of our childhood is gone” with much calm.
I accepted it back then. Now I know better – I’ve lived in a land far, far away from Disneyland and have returned twice. I’m far more tuned into the differences between a true local and a transplant or visitor. She wasn’t a true Disneylander, local, or even native Californian. She’s a transplant from Maryland. Her experience of Disneyland is not the same as mine. We don’t respond that way to our beloved Disneyland – not Northern Californians and especially not my local Orange County neighbors.
True, DCA, the GC, and Downtown Disney have turned out to be much better than a parking lot, but closing the Subs is more horrific than just shutting down a popular, nostalgic Disneyland ride. It’s changing the whole atmosphere of the classics – the Matterhorn, the Monorail, Autopia, Alice in Wonderland and that whole corner where Tomorrowland and Fantasyland converge. Changing that would be heartbreaking!
If you’ve noticed in the sidebar, our Saturday Wine Down is now down to 1 bottle of wine. There is only 1 Saturday left in Hotel California, 1 Sunday, 1 Thursday, 1 Friday, 2 Mondays, 2 Tuesdays, and 2 Wednesdays. Woo hoo! We toasted with a glass of champagne after church today.
We said good-bye today to one of the churches we attended semi-regularly and next weekend we’ll say good-bye to our mother church.
We said good-bye to Fremont – the place I lived before I married Rich and the place we would probably live if we had decided to continue living in the Bay Area.
We shopped, ate lunch, and then walked around Lake Elizabeth, which has a 2-mile path, and then sat in our chairs on the grass across from the boat dock and enjoyed a most beautiful day.