Winn Dixie Fixation - Part Two
Where was I...
Ah yes, the arrival. We picked up the rental van and headed down the road to our accomodations. Moments after arriving at the lovely 6-bedroom home, we dropped our bags, and my dad and I headed out to score some groceries. The first shopping center we came to was home to a Winn Dixie supermarket.
Hoo-wheeee! I had way, way too much fun grocery shopping. I went up and down the aisle, picking things up, putting them down, squinting at them. We don't have pickled eggs or pig's feet in our produce section here in Northern California. It was almost as weird as shopping in Japan. I mean weird as in exotic. Not bad weird. Lordy, no.
Finally, armed with food and beverages, my dad and I headed home to prepare a barbecue dinner on the lovely terrace. We ate and swam and ate. I know that is just breaking ALL the rules. We're rebellious like that. Or we were sort of tipsy. After swimming and eating and so on, we finally convinced the kids that bedtime needed to happen. After getting them all tucked in bed, all the grownups quickly followed suit, and slept like rocks.
Saturday was our first full day in Orlando. My parents and sister got up early, and decided to visit Epcot Center together. The hubs and I had just come off of a few insane weeks, and we opted to stay at the house with the kids, swimming and lounging. We kicked back, and splashed around in the pool for hours, stopping only for a quick meal or a break on a lounge chair.
The kids had a fantastic time making up games in the pool. My youngest refused to allow anyone to swim in front of her. She was the leader. LEADER. The. Leader. Hear her roar. My oldest daughter used her imagination as she paddled around the pool. She asked me "What if the filter got burned out? And then we had to order a new one, so we ordered one online, and the Internet mermaids delivered it so fast, because online shopping is super fast, and they installed it in 24 hours?" What if, indeed.
My son flipped around in the shallow end, repeatedly being accosted by the giant inflatable alligator. He lamented the fact that he couldn't manage to avoid the alligator, and he sighed while informing me that "at least he still has his personality." Thank heavens for that.
After a relaxing, sun-drenched day, we felt recharged enough to attack a theme park the next morning. We set our sights on The Magic Kingdom, baby.
Comments
I hope the internet mermaids start working out here in my neck of the woods. We could really use faster delivery service.
Posted by: kathryn, dym | June 27, 2006 1:46 AM
But have you ever tried pickled pigs feet?
*sound of terrorfied choking*
Interesting to look at. Bad for actual consumption. My mom is from Michigan. She made us eat weird stuff all the time.
Cute site :)
Posted by: desiree | June 27, 2006 10:23 AM
hurrrry! i love disney! lol
Posted by: jennster | June 27, 2006 12:13 PM
Sounds like a fun (and educational) vacation! We'll be in Gainesville (and St. Augustine) in early October. Florida is fun to visit, but I don't think I could ever live there. Hurricanes not withstanding.
Posted by: Tammy | June 27, 2006 1:17 PM
Oh the Magic Kingdom.
I have never before seen so many unhappy people in one place until we went there ;-) Not us though, we had F-U-N!
Posted by: chris | June 28, 2006 10:41 AM
LOL...I couldn't remember if it was a Piggly Wiggly or a Winn Dixie we went to when we were in FL 800 years ago. Guess it was Winn Dixie, huh?
Posted by: Kimmie | June 28, 2006 3:14 PM
I made my students read this essay on eating pig tongue in composition class. You are supposed to cover them in potato chips first. Huge market in bars.
Posted by: dorothy | June 29, 2006 11:21 AM
Faith is scared of alligators too - why, I have no idea. I'm so jealous that you're going to the Magic Kingdom!! We had to miss out on that family trip this year. Have a fabulous trip!!
BTW - my link has changed.. it's now just www.baby-faith.com
over and out!
Posted by: holli | June 29, 2006 12:46 PM
We lived near a "Dubya Dee" when I was a child and Mom shopped there every week, so it's nothing special to me. Ever shopped at a Piggly Wiggly? Now THAT'S fun.
Posted by: surcie | June 29, 2006 7:12 PM