I don’t wanna grow up

And this week I don’t have to! On Wednesday, I’m flying down to Disney World and Universal Studios for four days of pure, unadulterated, childish fun!

My super-awesome friend, Lily, is speaking at a conference at the Disney Yacht Club Resort and generously invited her sister, Jen, and myself to join her. Suhhh-weeeet. This will be our first time visiting Disney World. I’m pretty sure our minds are going to be blown by the magicalness (def not a word) of it all.

Just like every kid out there, I always dreamed of visiting Disney. I remember my parents teased me about it once when I was around 11 or 12. I believe the comment was “Well, it’s new furniture or maybe a trip to Disney.” The new furniture won out, and I never forgot. Stupid furniture. It was ugly (80’s style) and a daily reminder of “what could have been.” (Now, before you think my parents were cruel, they probably did tell me they were joking, but I have this teeny-tiny listening problem sometimes.)

Jen and I will also be spending one day visiting The Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Universal Studios. As I have told many friends and family, “I’m going to totally freak out when I get to Hogwarts!” I’m a huge, huge, huge Potter fan. Have I read all the books? Of course. More than once? Yep, not ashamed to admit it. Did I go to the final book launch in Assiniboine Park and get my Potter geek on? You betcha! Did I read that last book in less than a day? Of course, silly.

This place was on “the list” as soon as I heard that it would exist. I want to ride the broom (maybe catch a snitch). I want a wand (preferably one that chooses me). Maybe munch on a chocolate frog. For sure drink a cold butterbeer. I want Snape to tell me, “turn to page to 394.” Oh hell, I even want an owl! Yeah, I guess you could say I’m a teeny bit excited.

So, look out Orlando. Here come some grown-ass women ready for some silly, childish adventures. I’m sure you will deliver.