For many years in America when a football team won the Super Bowl they would show a picture of the winning quarterback holding up the trophy and being asked, “So-in-so, now that you’ve won the Super Bowl what’re you going to do?” The guy would yell, “I’m going to Disney World!”
That is something like how I felt this past week. It all started 47 years ago for me. My grandmother, we called her O’ma, was a teacher. When my grandfather retired he wanted O’ma to do so as well, and she did, but she continued to substitute. Her sister lived in the Orlando, Florida area and kept talking about someone buying up all the land, much of it swamp. It turned out to be Mr. Disney who was developing Disney World. O’ma decided she wanted to take her grandchildren when it opened. She substituted a day per grandchild to pay for the tickets. There were seven of us. I went to Disney World the first week it opened!
When I started having grandchildren I promised them that I would take them to Disney World when they turned five. I wanted them to be able to remember the visit. So when I started writing novels I started saving. For five years I’ve been saying, “Now that you have become a romance author what’re you going to do? Take my grand kids to Disney World.”
So last week I took my first group to see Mickey Mouse. All together there were ten of us. I started planning in earnest over a year ago for the visit. I made special t-shirts for the kids and all of us wore matching shirts one day. On the front they read ‘The Marvelous Adventures of Mickey and May May.’ The Mickey part was just his head.
We spent three days in two different parks riding rides, visiting characters, having breakfast with Mickey and Minnie, taking a pirate boat ride, seeing a parade, watching fireworks, and having pictures made with princesses. I smiled a lot. I’m pretty sure O’ma would be proud of me.
Have you seen Mickey Mouse? Would you like to?
I want to add that I have a new book out in November just in time for Christmas.