This afternoon, I am driving down to LA with nine girls from the equestrian team. (Pray for my sanity. :-P) Tomorrow we will be visiting Walt Disney's Magic Kingdom. Pictures of silliness to follow.

This time, I am *not* going to have the bejeebies scared out of me by Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, like I did the first time I went to Disneyland. I was three. The ride BROKE DOWN in the middle, and I had to walk out through all the scary things with my grandfather. When I went back as an eleven-year-old, I *cried* in the line to the first ride we went on because I remembered Disneyland as a bad, scary place. I was a weird kid.

La"Being the less-than-social person that I am, I am taking all of my Plan B notes to work on during the drive. Whether I get any actual WROK done is another matter"Zorra