They don’t make you any friends, but an innocent one can certainly make for a lot of fun.
We’ve all done it—kept a little secret for the sake of fun. I mean, how boring would Christmas morning be without the promise of those wonderful secrets wrapped in shiny paper?
Our home was always filled with extra secrets I was not allowed to know, which was rather frustrating because my dad kept the coolest secrets in the world (in my humble opinion).
He seemed to have some trust issues with my siblings and me. I don’t know why. It’s not like I once gave away my mom’s surprise birthday party without even knowing about said party (which I actually did … apparently I used to get giggly in the face of ambiguity).
It took years for Dad to finally relinquish some of the secrets he held over to us. I think the first big Holiday World secret I got to hold was in 2005 when the Voyage/Thanksgiving expansion was coming.
For the first time, I was on the other side. When coworkers tried to guess what we were building and I responded, “I don’t know. Nobody ever tells me anything,” it wasn’t the truth!
The best part was that my dad finally thought I was ready to be trusted with the biggest secret the park had to date.
Now, I’m holding (and even creating) more secrets than ever. And they’re bigger than ever.
And the pressure is building.
It’s not easy. There are some days I want to burst with excitement, others I want to lock myself in my office so I don’t blab anything.
Mostly, I’m loving getting to respond to people the same way my dad always did to me: with a sly smile and an innocent, “Just wait and see.”
And as 2015 rolls closer …
Oh no, have I said too much?
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