Boyfriend and I went to Disneyland last week for our 4-year anniversary. It was totally exhausting but super fun. He had never been on the teacups! I got video of him turning the wheel and getting dizzy. I got to sit in the driver’s seat at the Indiana Jones ride (which broke down on us the first time). The Haunted Mansion broke down on us, too; there was a hitch-hiking ghost sitting right between us on the way out. We ate a turkey leg and a pineapple soft-serve ice cream and gumbo and a churro, walked through the princess castle, rode Pirates twice, shot lasers on the Buzz Lightyear ride (I got a way higher score than Boyfriend!), and saw no fewer than 34 little girls dressed up as princesses.
Boyfriend and I have discussed how Sleeping Beauty is probably our favorite of the old Disney cartoons. The thorns, the green flames, the sparkly sword, the giant black dragon! It’s just the best.
Mom asked if he and I had a “big talk” since we’ve been together so long. I said, “No. Our plan remains the same: Stay together as long as we’re happy.” She didn’t seem satisfied, but Sister got a text from some boy she’s smitten about and distracted us by grinning stupidly
Boyfriend has been really busy with work recently. He did a 9-day shoot in K-town, then we did Disneyland, then he left for San Francisco for a few days. He got back last night, and left again this morning for a shoot someplace else for a few days. I’m not super jazzed about it. We slept apart last night. I can’t get all attached if he’s just going to leave again.