As of January 1, 2019, we have closed our forums. This is a decision we did not come to lightly, but it is necessary. The software our forums run on is just too out-of-date and it poses a significant security risk. The server software itself must be updated, and it cannot be without removing the forums.
So it is with a heavy heart that we say goodbye to our long-running forums. They came online in 2000 and brought together so many wonderful Disney fans. We had friendships form, careers launch, couples marry, children born ... all because of this amazing community.
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We want to personally thank Sara Varney, who coordinated our community for many years (among so many other things she did for us), and Cheryl Pendry, our Message Board Manager who helped train our Guides, and Ginger Jabour, who helped us with the PassPorter-specific forums and Live! Guides. Thank you for your time, energy, and enthusiasm. You made it all happen.
There are other changes as well.
Why? Well, the world has changed. And change with it, we must. The lyrics to "We Go On" for IllumiNations say it best:
We go on to the joy and through the tears
We go on to discover new frontiers
Moving on with the current of the years.
We go on
Moving forward now as one
Moving on with a spirit born to run
Ever on with each rising sun.
To a new day, we go on.
It's time to move on and move forward.
PassPorter is a small business, and for many years it supported our family. But the world changed, print books took a backseat to the Internet, and for a long time now it has been unable to make ends meet. We've had to find new ways to support our family, which means new careers and less and less time available to devote to our first baby, PassPorter.
But eventually, we must move on and move forward. It is the right thing to do.
So we are retiring this newsletter, as we simply cannot keep up with it. Many thanks to Mouse Fan Travel who supported it all these years, to All Ears and MousePlanet who helped us with news, to our many article contributors, and -- most importantly -- to Sara Varney who edited our newsletter so wonderfully for years and years.
And we are no longer charging for the Live Guides. If you have a subscription, it's yours to keep for the lifetime of the Live Guides at no additional cost. The Live Guides will stay online, barring server issues and technical problems, for all of 2019.
That said, PassPorter is not going away. Most of the resources will remain online for as long as we can support them, and after that we will find ways to make whatever we can available. PassPorter means a great deal to us, and to many of you, and we will do our best to keep it alive in whatever way we can. Our server costs are high, and they'll need to come out of our pockets, so in the future you can expect some changes so we can bring those costs down.
Thank you, thank you, thank you for your amazing support over the years. Without you, there's no way us little guys could have made something like this happen and given the "big guys" a run for their money. PassPorter was consistently the #3 guidebook after the Unofficial and Official guides, which was really unheard of for such a small company to do. We ROCKED it thanks to you and your support and love!
If you miss us, you can still find some of us online. Sara started a new blog at DisneyParkPrincess.com -- I strongly urge you to visit and get on her mailing list. She IS the Disney park princess and knows Disney backward and forward. And I am blogging as well at JenniferMaker.com, which is a little craft blog I started a couple of years ago to make ends meet. You can see and hear me in my craft show at https://www.youtube.com/c/jennifermaker . Many PassPorter readers and fans are on Facebook, in groups they formed like the PassPorter Trip Reports and PassPorter Crafting Challenge (if you join, just let them know you read about it in the newsletter). And some of our most devoted community members started a forum of their own at Pixie Dust Lane and all are invited over.
So we encourage you to stay in touch with us and your fellow community members wherever works best for you!
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We all have had those crazy embarrassing moments in life......
What was one of your most embarrassing moments that you don't mind sharing with others???
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Here's a good one. Beware TMI?
One of my coworkers (a male with no children) walked into the bathroom at work when I was pumping my breastmilk for my DD (in the nice comfy chair provided for me). He closed the door and then opened it again to stick his head in to apologize. He was much more embarrassed than me though, I think.
Second one that comes to mind with a Disney twist..... Trying to get across the parade route moments before the parade started in Frontierland, I tripped and fell in the middle of the road, scraping my knee so badly, my next stop was First Aid instead of Pirates, as planned. Nothing like looking like a klutz in front of many dozens of people.
Well falling flat on my face after coming out of a pub in the UK definitely ranks up there. I hadn't been drinking!
I have too many to name, but this one happened over the weekend. My phone makes a whistling sound when I get a text. I was in the bathroom at Barnes and Noble and there was someone in the stall next to me. I received a text, and unfortunately I think the lady thought I was whistling at her as it got eerily quiet for a moment, then she quickly rushed out of there, slamming her stall door as she left. I waited a bit longer, for fear she'd be waiting to confront me or something. She was no where to be found thankfully, but my husband had quite the laugh when I told him.
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I have two: I stopped at a Dunkin Donuts one morning. The restaurant is all glass in the front so you can see everyone in line as you pull in to park. As I was standing in line I felt something at my feet and I tried to kick it away with no success. As I looked down, I saw that it was my skirt that had dropped down to my ankles!! I picked it up and left the store embarrassed. In the car next to me was a group of teenage boys laughing hysterically. That was my LAST trip to that particular restaurant.
Then the second happened when my DS was about 4. We were standing in line at the bank in front of an older woman who was wearing lots of makeup. My DS kept staring at her and I kept trying to distract him. While I was dealing with the teller he said to her, "I like to color." She smiled sweetly at him and said "You do? I bet you're good at it." He answered, "Yes, I am. And you are too. You did a good job on your face."
Then there was the time I forgot to shut off my cellphone during church service and just after the priest said "Let us Pray" my cell phone rang out "At the Copa, Copacabana, the hottest spot North of Havana."
Ok, well mine took place at WDW on our honeymoon back in 1981 when I was 19. It was pouring rain and we were running across the parking lot to our car and I was wearing a tube top......and I had no idea it had come down all the way. DH thought it was funny.....naturally. I was mortified and can only hope that since it was kinda dark, nobody else noticed. In any event, I can only say "Oops, sorry" or in my husband's case, "you're welcome".
My most embarrassing Disney moment happened at Ohana's. We were being taken to our table and I stumbled. I reached out to steady myself and put my hand out on a Tiki statues "bottom". I was told by our CM....who was trying not to laugh...that this was a family friendly restaurant and to behave myself. I turned red and my family couldn't stop laughing. It's a "wonderful memory" they won't let me forget....the story is repeated a lot.
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On a trip to London with friends, we had just finished breakfast and were walking through the hotel lobby. When you left the dining area, there was a sitting area that was elevated from the rest of the lobby and that was what we were walking through. We were in a conversation about what we wanted to do and I wasn't paying attention and missed the step down and made a nice landing in front of a lot of people
I have two: I stopped at a Dunkin Donuts one morning. The restaurant is all glass in the front so you can see everyone in line as you pull in to park. As I was standing in line I felt something at my feet and I tried to kick it away with no success. As I looked down, I saw that it was my skirt that had dropped down to my ankles!! I picked it up and left the store embarrassed. In the car next to me was a group of teenage boys laughing hysterically. That was my LAST trip to that particular restaurant.
Then the second happened when my DS was about 4. We were standing in line at the bank in front of an older woman who was wearing lots of makeup. My DS kept staring at her and I kept trying to distract him. While I was dealing with the teller he said to her, "I like to color." She smiled sweetly at him and said "You do? I bet you're good at it." He answered, "Yes, I am. And you are too. You did a good job on your face."
Then there was the time I forgot to shut off my cellphone during church service and just after the priest said "Let us Pray" my cell phone rang out "At the Copa, Copacabana, the hottest spot North of Havana."
Joanne, you seriously have some funny things happening. I am still chuckling over that incident at work :lol:
We were in Mexico at a resort. I swing my hands as I walk. I was swinging them, and slapped a guy on the butt who was walking by. He just kept on walking. I was laughing so hard, and so was my son who was 10 at the time.
Well, I have 2 when I was deeply mortified, and neither one had anything to do with me (sort of).
1. We were a little remiss in getting DD #2 baptized, and didn't do it until her little sister was born - then we had them both done at the same time. DD#2 was 4. I forget if it was Easter or what, but the Archbishop of the diocese was there, and performed what is now called "the Exorcism" (baptism). We were all done with DD#2, and she took her place in the front pew, next to her God-Father. Apparently, he was sitting a smidge too close because, as the archbishop was baptizing the youngest, DD#2 says in a stage whisper, for all the church to hear "Move over, d#$m it." Yep, mortified.
2. While on vacation in Europe with some friends, we went to DLP and after a few days traveled to Paris. The other woman, S, was a casual smoker, but also smoked at times she was nervous. Or, more nervous than usual. She had already gone through all the cigs she thought she'd need and needed to go get more. I suggested we ask at the hotel, but she "Didn't want them to know I smoke" (yeah, I know, odd).
So, off we go, down the street. Now, I suggested we go to a Tobacco shop, but she was convinced there would be cigs in the mall (again, I know, odd). There we were, wandering through a mall in Paris, and she went into a jewelry store - to ask if they had cigs or where she could get them. Well, the ladies there didn't speak French, and mine was a little rusty, plus "S" asked me to let her handle it. She said "I NEED cigarettes", they said something (I wasn't paying attention), and she said, "Yes, I NEED cigarettes!" (Now, you'd have to know this woman to be able to visualize this, but Nervous Nelly had nothing on her - she was fidgety, out of breath, and appeared agitated). The ladies at the counter repeated what they had said before, but this time mine French kicked in, and I was paying attention. It took 20 minutes to convince them that we did NOT need security, no-one was bothering us, and we were fine! I was, again, mortified. I know those women talked about the crazy Americans for at least a little while after that.
When my daughter was 2; we were checking out at a local Dollar Tree store. My daughter asked the cashier "are you a boy or a girl". The woman answered back "a girl" and continued checking us out. A few moments later, my daughter asked with a perplexed look on her face: "then why do you have a mustache?". My MIL was w/me and we both pretended we didn't hear her and just got out of there as soon as we could....
A short time after I had my third child I was at a drive through.... (given that my son was just a newborn/my stomach had not went completely down yet/still looked kinda pregnant). The drive through guy says: "how far along are you?". I was embarrassed and instead of answering- I just had a baby.... I replied: "6 months". LOL!
One morning I was running late for work and put on the previous day's pants.
As I walked across the deserted rooftop carpark I felt something in my pant leg. I wiggled my leg and out fell yesterday's pantyhose! I looked around so thankful the area was empty...At lunchtime that day a security worker asked about my "underwear falling out" in front of the busy lunch crowd! It turns out he had been watching the CCTV that morning! Oops!
We were leaving a county fair and I was goofing off by walking on the cement car stoppers at the front of the parking lot. Well, of course I fell off and landed on my back in a puddle. There I was, stuck like a turtle on it's back. I just couldn't get myself up. The fact that I was laughing hysterically might have had something to do with it. I looked up and a whole ride full of people was looking down at me. Dh finally got me up and I had to sit on newspapers on the way home so I wouldn't get "his" car seats wet.
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I was mortified and can only hope that since it was kinda dark, nobody else noticed. In any event, I can only say "Oops, sorry" or in my husband's case, "you're welcome".
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