What You Missed

Technically speaking, "What you Missed" is a song by my best friend Mitch Skajewski and his band-mate Topher about a less-than-present father; however, the mood of the song is setting the theme for my evening. 


The past two days have been fantastic. I had my "weekend" (at Disney, your weekend can be any time throughout the week... it just falls whenever they can give you two days off in a row, ha ha) and did it big.

Wednesday I went and played at Magic Kingdom with Logan, Ryan, Drew, Steve, Teejay, and a friend of theirs whose name escapes me... Kaitlin, maybe? (My apologies if you're reading this... I'm a little sleep deprived, not intentionally rude!) Being on the other side of Cinderella's Castle is much more enjoyable. I finally was able to meet my main man, Pluto, and my boss with the big, round ears. It was an excellent, slow day at the park... we walked on rides left and right, rode the three big mountains at MK (Splash, Big Thunder, and Space) bounced over to Hollywood Studios, rode Tower of Terror over and over... on which I was FINALLY able to strike a cheesy, serious pose, something I have never been able to do due to the bloodcurdling screams escaping my mouth as I plummet to the Twilight Zone. Being able to spend time with some friends, relaxing and reliving childhood adventures was needed.


Today I went to see The Lion King 3D with Michelle and Katie (friends from work) and a few others from Chatham Square, which was another great chance to relive the Disney magic from my childhood. I also had the chance to ride around in a convertible in the raging tropical heat, which was awesome... before the daily afternoon downpour struck the Orlando area...


Despite the great days I've had this Disney-weekend, I'm wicked homesick today. I woke up this morning, rolled over to an empty race car bed (on a side note, I'm so lucky I'm petite... I can't imagine being an average-size adult male and trying to sleep on a Disney housing bed), longing for my one and only, and it was a feeling I couldn't shake today. That in no way means I didn't enjoy my time off and time with friends, but it's that nagging feeling. Like a hangnail, that persistent, nagging pain in your thumb that doesn't rule your day but is just painful enough to bother you throughout the day... my homesick-ness was my metaphorical hangnail. 


Everyday I'm away I miss the people back home. The people back home are my metaphorical hangnail. My boyfriend, my family, my friends... I'm so blessed to have the people in my life I left up north (temporarily, of course), and being away from them is hard. 


I've been listening to 3rd and Main tonight, which is my best friend's band back home. His name is Mitch Skajewski, and he is always, always, always in my corner. I was watching a video recording of his song, "What you Missed" when I recieved a picture message from my cousin who is currently visiting Fargo from her internship in Rapid City, SD. Her and my brother are kicking my grandma's ass in Rummicube, an intregal part of my childhood... which was immediately followed by a Skype session with my boyfriend, and two friends from back home, Jordon and Chris... my homesickness is clearly overwhelming. 


Thankfully, I'll be able to escape the tropics soon enoough... I'm FARGO BOUND in one week and five days. Yes, I'm counting.


After my weekend, I'll be going back to the castle for a 13.5 hr shift. Welcome to the Disney family, Miss Jorgenson!