The Wilderness Lodge is so pretty. I want to stay there someday. I will have to go alone, I don't think the people staying here would find Commando Nikki's whistle very funny. I looked around and also noticed there wasn't one person walking around in blue duck pajama's.
DH knew I was really looking forward to eating here and that was making him a nervous wreak. While we were waiting for our table, he was pacing around the lobby, looking at his feet, shaking his head, and mumbling something. Brother went over to find out if he was okay. They were doing that secret guy language again. He tells Brother. "She's been dying to eat here." and Brother becomes very nervous. "I'll keep an eye out, you drop a Xanax in her drink."
HEY! Play fair! Maybe the food is super-good, it doesn't mean anything is going to happen.
What's wrong with them anyway?
We had reservations were at 5:00 and were seated very quickly. We were all there, except pigtails and scruffy. I have no idea where they wondered off to. Were they with us at all today? I thought I remembered seeing scruffy over at Epcot. Hey, if anyone sees scruffy, could you let him know we are all home? Thanks bunches!
We were seated in the middle of the room, (hooray!) and I knew some things about WC because of the DIS board. I'll admit it, I was puffed up with pride. Yeah, its true. I guess it was obvious too, because I told Brother to drop his fork to see what would happen. DH jumped up, in slow motion, slowly saying "nnnooooo!!!" put his hand on the table and knocked his own fork onto the floor. Still moving in slow motion, now with both hands over his head slowly waving, looks down on the floor with a horrified look and he starts saying slooowwlyWHYY?.
The great part? Our server, Debbie, was standing right behind him, arms crossed, watching him. Oh yes, he was unaware. She tapped him on the sholder and he sat in his chair really quick. He is looking up at her saying "Look, I dropped my fork, but, I am really really sorry about it. Could you just forget about it?"
"Oh, surrre" Debbie said as she was spinning around to leave our table, with a big smile on her face. She takes one step away and DH says "Hey, could I have something for free?" Never hurts to ask, right?
She stopped cold , turned around and threw a gigantic handful of straws on him and said "Enjoy".
I was in tears. I wonder if she expected all our kids, DH, Waldo, & Brother to start throwing and blowing the straws at each other. They all jumped on DH before the last straw was our of her hand. Our table was out of control in 5 seconds. A new personal record for us. I left the table for a minute, not only because I was beginning to fear for my own personal safety, but I wanted to wash my hands. (There's never a line for that.) I came back and everyone had thankfully settled down. DH had a three foot fork in his hand. A gift from Debbie.
DS & DH had the all you care to eat, the girls & I each split meals. We were very happy, eating, chatting, spinning napkins in the air occasionally, and someone comes along and puts a "napkin beanie" on DS's head. DS froze with his fork mid-air. He looks up at me and says "Oh god, mom, what is on my head?"
I'm giggling and say "A napkin." He had such a look of relief on his face, I had to ask, what did you think it was? "A diaper!" Why would you think that? "Because you left the table."
At this point, I am beginning to believe, my family doesn't have a very nice opinion of me.
Debbie continues to be a fabulous server, DH continues to give her a hard time, asking for free stuff. We were just about finished up, and Debbie is walking across the restaurant, with a microphone saying, "Can I please have you attention over here." DH is giving me bad looks, (he did this on his own) and she comes up behind him. She tells the restaurant about how he wants something for free, and she wanted to share it with everyone.
A free pony ride.
He rode around the restaurant on a wooden stick, singing. He was such a good sport. If you had seen the look on his daughters face, you'd also know, he was her first prince on a white horse.
I saw it in her eyes.