Last Day at Fuji and Betty's


 Thunder and rain rolled in like Biblical times.   Betty and I sat on the patio just listening to it drum on the metal roof. Pure bliss. She filled her little rock waterfall—complete with a hummingbird statue—and the big pond was going strong.

Tomorrow, we head to Disneyland!  Yay excitement, anticipation… and suitcase paranoia. I weighed mine—33 pounds, still under control—but those wheels have seen better days. Can you actually buy tires for a suitcase like a car? Asking for a friend.

The bigger problem: I haven’t even started shopping at Downtown Disney yet. The temptation, the shiny things, the fun stuff… my wallet is trembling, and my suitcase wheels are silently groaning.

Packing tip #1: check the wheels. Packing tip #2: remember that souvenirs weigh more than your arm power. Packing tip #3: pack snacks, because Disney lines are long and hunger is evil.. I’ve added 6 shirts, two hoodies, and a pair of white capris.

  Fuji bought me a bag of no-brand popcorn for the trip home. Let me tell you… like crack in bag form.  Betty was at the chiropractor getting her back cracked, church benches did not agree with her. 

  Later, we went out to a Mexican place. Cheap Margarita $5.00 happy hour. Fuji told the waiter to keep them coming. I was shaking my head NOO.  Fuji looked at us and said he felt like he was “late to the party.”  Well, he was.  We were definitely feeling no pain by the time they dragged us out of the Mexican Restaurant.

   At least we didn’t feel obligated to buy a tee shirt. Which reminds me, we all had tee shirts alike. We are family after all!! Fuji and I were the only ones wearing our family Hawaiian shirt!! (we bought in Hawaii because that last pitcher of margaritas was a bad idea!)

 Back at the house, Betty requested MY crack popcorn. I initially said, “NOOO,” but then… we scarfed it down like it was the last snack on Earth. It’s a popular snack; Fuji had to drive to several stores to buy the bag he found. (I forgot to take a photo)


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