One day that seems like an eternity ago but was really only back in December I opened my email to find an invitation to apply for a DisneySide @Home Celebration. I was over the moon with the thoughts that this year I might get selected to be a host.
I followed the link provided to submit my application. Imagine my surprise when I got to the section to fill out where I was from and there were no options available for Provinces only States. Oh no, did this mean they were only accepting applications from people in the US? I hadn’t seen any disclaimer/rules saying it was not open to Canadians and since I’m not one to give up, I improvised. I didn’t select a state; I let the survey default to the blank selection and then entered in Ontario, Canada on the second address line and hoped for the best.
A few days later I received the following email.
Again I was thinking oh no, did my not selecting a state mess up the submission. Well I wasn’t going down without a fight so of course I promptly filled out the survey and submitted again
In early January I started to see other Disney lovers and bloggers that I chat with post about having received congratulatory emails that they had been selected. Since I hadn’t received an email, I was feeling a little discouraged until I spoke (ok, I texted, but spoke sounds more personal) to another Canadian who was in the same situation and she encouraged me to email BSM Media directly. As some great philosopher once said the answer is always no, if you never ask, so I emailed them directly and asked.
Well guess what, I had been selected and was told I would be receiving my email soon. YIPPEE!!! I was elated. What a great excuse to show my #DisneySide (not that I need one) and have a party.
Now it was time to wait, and wait, and wait and wait some more for my package to arrive with items to help throw my party.
Finally today after stopping in eleven different cities in 2 different countries over 6 days my package has arrived. But guess what, I have to wait some more. Why? Because it’s my husband’s birthday today and he deserves to have his special day without me jumping up and down in excitement over something besides him.
So my package sits on the table waiting and taunting me. I REALLY, REALLY hope my husband takes pity on me and suggests we open it tonight. I’ve got my fingers crossed.