On a side note, I always though the "D" before family abbreviations meant "dear." Have I gotten that wrong this whole time?
We are too.
Haha! It's the Disney adrenaline that keeps you going! Sleep at Disney is only optional. Plenty of time for that once you're home.
Haha! No, not angry. Just frustrated that he refuses to see the pixie dust. The D stands for Disney in this case.I don’t think so. I see the acronym used everywhere (re: non-Disney sites). I figured she was just angry at her husband.
I had no idea it meant Disney Husband here. I will have to stop using it. My H is definitely not a Disney Husband, he is a Dear Husband, sometimes...I've been in disboards a long time. (Makes me feel old.) That was the first time I had seen DH and at that time I was told on these sites it means Disney Husband. It confused me when I went to other sites and didn't think they could mean Disney Husband.
My husband does not like Disneyland. So I go with girlfriends about every other year now. He's pretty good about not throwing a fuss. But the kids get jealous.
I think only a subgroup uses "D" for "Disney" when talking about family or spouse. I'm not sure what the point would be to do so, honestly. If your husband likes Universal, does that make him a UD?
Half the adventure of a vacation (even a short one) is getting there.
Sure, you're on a plane and in airports for awhile. But you're still spending time together, away from work, away from your day to day responsibilities.
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I love it when a plan comes together.Thank you Everyone for your comments and advice! Here is how it all played out:
I initially decided I would take a later flight home. But H was clearly not enthused by that.
I slept on it, and in the morning decided that a couple extra hours in Disney was not worth all the stress this was causing. So I told H that I would come home with him on his 6:30am flight.
Then I got to thinking: we have just backed ourselves into a corner where neither one of us will feel good about this trip.
If I come home on the super early flight with H, I'll be disappointed. And H will feel bad because he knows I'll be disappointed.
If I come home on a later flight, H will be disappointed. And I will feel bad because I know he'll be disappointed.
So I gently suggested we just cancel the whole trip and try again when the timing is better for both of us. After all, Disneyland is not going anywhere. It will still be there next year.
And then my H started to turn into a DH! Imagine that!
He insisted he really does want to go. And the more he thought about the super early flight and all that it entailed (getting up so early, having to go to bed early the night before) the more he liked the idea of taking an afternoon flight that gets us into PHL around midnight. He said, "I'll just sleep on the plane."
(Um, isn't this what I suggested yesterday? And what you had no interest in when I suggested it? Yes. But we won't bring that up.
So we are flying home on a 1:30pm flight that gets us into PHL at 11:30pm. He can sleep on the plane, and he can sleep in the car as I drive us home from PHL.
And they lived happily ever after.
What a wonderful resolution! I hope you two have a magical timeThank you Everyone for your comments and advice! Here is how it all played out:
I initially decided I would take a later flight home. But H was clearly not enthused by that.
I slept on it, and in the morning decided that a couple extra hours in Disney was not worth all the stress this was causing. So I told H that I would come home with him on his 6:30am flight.
Then I got to thinking: we have just backed ourselves into a corner where neither one of us will feel good about this trip.
If I come home on the super early flight with H, I'll be disappointed. And H will feel bad because he knows I'll be disappointed.
If I come home on a later flight, H will be disappointed. And I will feel bad because I know he'll be disappointed.
So I gently suggested we just cancel the whole trip and try again when the timing is better for both of us. After all, Disneyland is not going anywhere. It will still be there next year.
And then my H started to turn into a DH! Imagine that!
He insisted he really does want to go. And the more he thought about the super early flight and all that it entailed (getting up so early, having to go to bed early the night before) the more he liked the idea of taking an afternoon flight that gets us into PHL around midnight. He said, "I'll just sleep on the plane."
(Um, isn't this what I suggested yesterday? And what you had no interest in when I suggested it? Yes. But we won't bring that up.
So we are flying home on a 1:30pm flight that gets us into PHL at 11:30pm. He can sleep on the plane, and he can sleep in the car as I drive us home from PHL.
And they lived happily ever after.
