In the beginning of March, while Dan was in the middle of moving all our worldy possesions to MA from NC, I was playing in Disney World with my sweet friend Annie! Yes… you read that right. Dan was moving us and I was at Disney World. What a life right? I know.
Annie, who hails from Wisconsin, bakes amazing treats, and is a fabulousÂ photographer,Â was my fellow explorer throughout the world of magic and happiness. We bothÂ absolutelyÂ adoreÂ DisneyÂ World. I know it’s fake. I know that there are some sketchy things that are rumored that have to do with Disney. I know that I’m 27 years old and not 4. This does not keep me from loving it. There is something really special about the place that I can’t put my finger on. I get this really happy feeling when I walk through those gates and see “Main Street USA” before me. Perhaps it is a twinge of nostalgia. Perhaps I’m just a softie forÂ extremelyÂ cute things. Perhaps I find Mr. Disney’s goal oriented personality inspiring. Whatever it is, I love it… so much.
Coincidentally, this trip was the 8th visit to Walk Disney World for both of us. That’s right…. the 8th time we have both been there. Did I mention we were enthusiasts?
Obviously I did’t take this one but mad props to the brave stranger who I handed my beefy camera to and asked him to take a photo of us!