Southern Belle Contemplates Monday: Disney and Childhood

Last month I spent five “Magical” days in Disney World!  During my time there I ate, slept, and breathed Mickey Mouse!  The food was fit for a Princess and the hotel was fit for a Southern Belle!  We had a great time!  So much so that I am ready to go back!  I want to go back in January for my 30th Birthday!  You only turn 30 once and I want to live it up in the Florida sun.  I want to spend my milestone Birthday with Minnie, Mickey, Donald, Daisy, Goofy, Cinderella, Belle, Ariel, and Aurora.  They are like family!  I have known them for as long as I can remember.  Disney movies were like my X-Box!  No, there was no playing games like with a X-Box but boy did I spend a lot of time with my Disney Movies.  “Mary Poppins”, “Sleeping Beauty”, “Bed Knobs and Broomsticks”, and “The Little Mermaid”.  One Christmas I got a set of twin baby dolls, one had pink clothes on and the other blue.  So what did I name them?  They were Jane and Michael Banks of course!  My grandma’s knitting bag was my “carpet-bag” and the loose knob on my Aunt’s bed was my magic knob to take me where I wanted to go.  And wouldn’t you know it, my tape measure always said that I was “Practically Perfect In Every Way” too.  While I loved “Sleeping Beauty” and I’m still waiting for the one that I have “Danced With Once Upon A Dream”, I was always a little scared when Maleficent turned into the dragon and was spitting fire at Prince Philip.  Yeah these are the memories of my childhood and as I embark on a new phase of my life I think it is only fitting that I spend a little more time reliving my childhood.  After all in my book Disney World is a “Magical” “Fun Place” no matter what age you are!

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