That was the phrase repeated over and over on our trip to Disneyland. Rachael brought a friend and we met up with the Negretes (and Tim's brother, Mike) for a weekend of fun. I guess a Party of 10 is really 5 parties of 2, so we all rode the rides in different pairs. I brought my SeaBands and ventured onto Space Mountain -- I should have done that much sooner!
We had a our usual dinner at Joe's Crab Shack (boy, Rach gave Aub a run for his money with the crab eating!) and then it was off to take John to the airport so he could go to St. Paul (again, what a shocker!) So we spent Sunday in our off kilter Party of 9, but since you all know I don't do the rides, we were back down to an even Party of 8. We finally hit the road at 6:45p to drive back to Phoenix. After the time change, dinner, and a rest stop, we finally fell into bed at 2a on Monday morning. Only to go to the Chris Daughtry (of American Idol fame) concert the next day. Stay tuned for that adventure!
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