It's my first anniversary...blogging, that is!

Girl's day out at Disneyland always includes being on the hunt for "famous" people.  Actually, we are always looking for "famous" people when we go to large public venues.  But Disneyland is a good bet.  Considering there are 365 days in a year, chances are good that there is going to be at least one "famous" person SOMEWHERE in the park.  The odds of you running across them are more diluted depending on the size of the crowd.  Admittedly, chances of finding them are a totally different story.  Once you find them, you have to decide how aggressive you want to be to document it.  Nonchalantly getting a picture while allowing the celebrity a certain amount of privacy is a trick and not conducive to good pictures.  I don't want to stalk or get in their face. Our first "celebrity" sighting happened when we entered the parking structure.  Before we could even get parked we saw… The Weiner-mobile!  They were at the attendants booth the same time as we were.  The passenger of the Weiner-mobile handed the attendant some Wienie whistles, which I unashamedly asked for 3 for us.  We wanted to chase it down, but settled for tracking it down in the outside parking.  The occupants were no longer with it, but we could still get some pictures…FUN!   Loved the license plate! After riding the tram to the park

 No, I haven't fallen off the face of the earth, but company, Scouts, Relief Society and family has kept me so busy that even visiting the Internet is an impossible thought, let alone trying to compose and post!  Until today, that is, and only for a few minutes.  I made a commitment and I kept it, so now I can work without a care in the world…ha ha ha!  What am I saying?  There's no such thing.  So I'm going to keep it fairly uncomplicated today, but this is going to be a gripe session, since I have had this little dust devil whirling around in my head and bothering me since I was at the "happiest place on earth" on Monday and it hasn't dissipated, so I need to get it out of my system and on to happier places. I made an "adults only" trip to Disneyland on Monday: Grandma N., Jake, his friend Christian, Megan (not pictured…taking picture) and I were all in the area, so we decided to all go together…no one under the age of 21 was in attendance, at least not in our party.  (Children were everywhere!  Babies and toddlers and teens, oh my!)  It still feels a little funny going without kids.  I remember the first time I did not need a stroller as part of the entourage…it was a momentous occasion!  Now, after more than