The happiest place on Earth!

I am getting ready to go to Disneyland in a 2 weeks from today, hip hip horray! Every year my best friend Cara and a I go on a trip, last year we hit up New York, we've been to San Francisco, Vegas, San Diego, Mesquite...and a few more. This year we're headed to Disneyland! Poor Matt has to stay at home, work, and make candy apples ( we already have an order of 70 that week!) And Lexi gets to go spend some quality to with her Grammi, and mom has 2 days and 3 nights at her leisure, this is going to be the greatest! Anyway...as I am trying not to burst from excitement this week, I will write about some Disneyland memories I have.
As a child, every year we would pile into the mini-van with our cousins down the street and go to Disneyland. This is one of the advantages of living in Southern California, and having cool parents! (Although I think they had more fun then we did!) I have two younger sister and 1 younger cousin who my parents would dress up in Snow White costumes so the ride operators could ooh and ahh about how darn cute 3 little Snow White's looked. I wish I had some of those pictures to post, but alas they are all in a box down in St George.
I have a cousin my same age named Matt, and as soon as we were of age, we were allowed to venture out, just the two of us, as long as we met back every couple of hours to make sure we were still pumped full of sugar and Disneyland adrenaline. The first couple of years we wanted to make sure we hit every ride there was, practically running from Star Tours, to Space Mountain, to Toon Town, and back to Pirates of the Carribean (and hitting any thing without a line in between). As we got older (and much cooler), we would pick the best rides and do them over and over and over. I remember one year, I think we were about 13 or 14, but looking eagerly to 16...so we picked the Autopia cars. For those of you who aren't as familiar with Disneyland as I, they have these mini cars that go around on a track, but you get to steer, and push the gas and brake. We would ride once to practice perfect driving, then we'd ride again to push the gas down the whole time, and then we'd go again to go as slow as we could to really get the people behind us mad, and then we'd go again to bump each other as much as the cars would let you. And then we'd go 10 more times just for fun! Oh ya, those were the good old days :)
There really is just no place like Disneyland....and they know it too, cause they are going to charge us $65 bucks just to get in, and then probably $10 for a sip of water...but I don't want to hate on the place. I've been saving my pennies just so I can do that, no better way to make memories then to fork out the big bucks for them!
So stay tuned a couple days of silence, and then some great pictures of the most magical place on Earth!