My very worn black wallet, which is being zipped/unzipped with the aid of a safety pin.

My Nokia cell phone.

A Netflix DVD (Fast & Furious 3 Tokyo Drift)

Avon for my grandma

Janet Jackson’s new CD {20 Y.O.)

Almost a complete set of highlighters.

One stick of gum.

My make up bag.

My grocery list from the other night.

One golf pencil.

My sun glasses

Monitor cleaning wipes.

Rite Aid brand PMS pills.

600mg of Motrin.

And $3.

Time to get our tickets early, load up the car and head to the fair. Yes, even in Los Angeles we have a county fair.

We’re taking the kids on Sunday morning, the best part is they don’t even know yet. My dad is taking his super pimped out bad ass wagon (I’ll get a picture of it & post it later) for the girls to ride in When they get tired.

The mission? Besides the normal eat all the crap you can while riding all the rides you can without puking on the Carnies. This year the mission is to buy a boat. Oh yeah, dad & Mister have been heee-heee-haaaah-haaah over the thought of buying a boat this weekend. They’ve been planning this for months. They’ve already got the stereo picked out, the accessories and our first outing all planned. They’ve even began working on coming up with a name for their boat. Boys will be boys.

So wish us luck in the boat hunt and keep us in your prayers that the Carnies don’t actually touch any of us with their greasy hands and dirty overalls!

Thirteen Random Thoughts 1. I’ve got a headache that just won’t go away and 3 hours left of work. Much fun. 2. I adjust my task chair at work a few days ago and now I’m regretting it. It feels to tall, but when I lower it it feels too low. Why can’t I just leave shit alone? 3. We’re going to the LA County fair on Sunday, I can’t wait! 4. The weather has definitely cooled down here. Its a chilly 55-60 degrees when I’m leaving for work. Brrrr… (I’m in CA, so 60 is cold to me!) 5. I want to go home, curl up on the couch and read my book. 6. I hope dinner is made when I get home tonight, I’d love to take the kids out walking again. 7. Tomorrow is Friday, so that means heading to the gym! I’m actually looking forward to that, its been a couple of weeks since I’ve made it there. Bad me! 8. This lady in my aisle at work keeps sneezing and after listening to it for six hours I’m so done with her. 9. I’m not looking forward to dinner at my MIL’s house. My BIL is so fricken annoying. And although my MIL cooks great authentic Mexican food, its always so greasy and just not good for you. I want to bring a side salad with me, but I don’t wan to hurt her feelings. I guess I can suck it up for one meal. 10. I need to get a discount code for kodakgallery.com so I can have all 200+ pictures from vacation printed. I’m just to cheap to separate with almost $40 for pictures right now. Anyone have a code? 11. We’re suppose to go shopping for a new dining room set on Saturday. Hopefully I can convince Mister to buy one now. Keeping my fingers crossed. 12. My kids are out growing their shoes and pants like crazy! I can’t keep up with their growth spurts. 13. I want to eat a Recese peanutbutter cup right now. Instead I’m going to have an orange. Sounds like a fair trade, no? Links to other Thursday Thirteens! 1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)

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We have a regular cleaning lady at my job, I don’t think she likes me. She seems really nice, to everyone else but me. When she speaks, she is very soft spoken. She appears to be kind, but for some reason I cannot get any sort of reaction from her. I can say Hi, Good morning, Excuse me, please and get nothing from her. Even when I smile at her I don’t get anything in return. Why? I’m a nice person. I’m friendly. I’m kind. Why doesn’t she like me? Why won’t she speak to me? Why won’t she acknowledge me???

Could it be she senses something about me she just doesn’t like? Or could it be the fact that she doesn’t speak English and I don’t speak Spanish? Hmmm…

Shoes, in my house, seem to just disappear. Why is that? Why do the shoe fairies only take little shoes and not the big grown up ones? What do they have against high heels and large flip flops? Why are they only drawn to dirty little Hello Kitty shoes? What’s the deal? I’m still trying to figure that out.

Saturday my little one had on red flip flops. All day they stayed with her. Come Sunday afternoon when it was time to actually go somewhere, the red flip flops were gone. No, that’s not entirely true, she only found the flip but not the flop. One was missing. So she had a right red flip flop and a left turquoise flip flop, but not a complete pair. I threw a pair of old sandals on her & we headed out the door. Getting to our first store I notice the soles of her shoes are talking, so that means I had to buy her ANOTHER new pair of shoes. Its understandable, kids need new shoes and I didn’t mind buying them but I JUST bought her a pair of new shoes TWO WEEKS AGO and those damn shoe fairies have struck again because the new shoes are missing too.

I think I need to start letting the dog sleep outside of her crate from now on, so she can catch the shoe fairies who keep stealing her shoes while we all sleep.

That is just one of the many new sayings I picked up this weekend. And lookie lookie, we nabbed ourselves a cute sailor just for this group picture!

Chicago was a BLAST! There were 10 of us in 2 hotel rooms. Thursday night the first 6 of us arrived to be greeted by our hostess, who lives in IL. We hit the market and stocked the first room with all the necessities. You know, booze, beer and munchies. Oh yeah, someone managed to toss in a couple of bananas and veggies, too. Dirty Whores!

We lounged around our hotel room, drinking beer, bs’ing and just catching up. Dinner was served in our room that night. No, we didn’t have room service, we were in Chicago, what do you think we had? That’s right, baby, pizza. Damn, that was the best fricken pizza I’ve EVER had.

Friday afternoon, while we waited for the last 3 girls to arrive, we shopped a bit. Once the girls got into town we went to lunch and back to the market for more booze. As seen here.

We hung out in our room for a little bit until it was time to mosey on over to The Melting Pot for a 3 hour dinner of fondue, drinks, laughing, singing and viciously harassing our waiter, Erik, who we coaxed into showing us his nipple ring.

Saturday afternoon was spent in Chicago at Navy Pier. We did more shopping, had lunch, walked around, took lots of pictures (that’s where the girls nabbed the cute sailor in the picture above) and just had a nice afternoon out. We walked a few blocks to a mall and the girls stumbled into Sephora where they all had their make up done and came out looking hotter than they did when they first walked in!

Back to our hotel to begin the Saturday night party! I think that was our wildest night of them all. So loud and wild that at one point there was a complaint about our noise level. Oops! The smokers would step outside and eventually our party moved out to the side entrance of the hotel. We made ourselves comfortable and hung out there for a couple of hours. Yeah, well…we got busted there too. Can you believe we got kicked INTO our hotel room! The security guard made us abandon our new parking lot party post and go back into our room, where we continued to party until after 2:00 a.m..

Sunday was time to bid farewell to two of our ladies, our school teacher who wouldn’t ditch school no matter how much we tried to bribe her with beer bottle caps and our horse riding version of Princess Diana.

We spent the rest of that day recuperating, um, I mean chilling. Watched a few movies and decided on one last dinner out, Mexican food and Margarita’s, baby!

It was Monday and our trip had officially come to an end. We all headed to the airport for our last round of hugs, kisses and tears. A couple of us had flights that didn’t leave til later that morning so we got a couple extra hours of hanging out together. With that sort of time on our hands there was nothing else to do but eat. And what was left in Chicago that we hadn’t eaten yet? You guessed it, a Chicago dog. Oh baby, that dog was pure heaven. I’ll never look at another hot dog the same again.

I managed to hit LA at 3:15 and by 4:30 I was in the arms of my waiting children. Man I missed those two. Then later I did something I swore I’d never do again, I drove to Mister’s job. I missed my man and didn’t want to wait til Monday to see him. Ahhh, lots of good hugs and kisses. Just what I needed.

So my annual trip is now over. We’re all home and back to work. I miss my girlfriends, they’re a wonderful group of ladies. I’ll get to see 3 of them in March when they fly out here to LA so we can head to Ensenada, Mexico, for the weekend!

Thanks for another wonderful and memorable weekend, ladies. I love you.

Hi y’all, I’m writing from Chicago. We’re having such a good time, it’ll be sad to start saying goodbye to my girlfriends. There are 10 of us here in 2 rooms and we’re having a ball! I’ll post some pictures when I get back to LA.

13 Things I like about being a girl! 1. My voice. I have a squeaky girl voice. 2. Getting my nails done. Its just something I won’t ever give up (and Mister knows this too). 3. Make up. I love shopping for make up. 4. Perfume. Mmmmm… Who doesn’t like to smell good? 5. I love when men hold the door open for me. 6. Seriously, us girls have got the cutest clothes and shoes. Even as babies, we usually look better than boys. 7. I can be as strong as I choose to be. 8. I’m able to give my husband a family. 9. Its ok for me to cry! 10. Froo Froo drinks! As a girl, I won’t look silly drinking a Cosmo or an Appletini! 11. 99.99% of the time I get to pick the movie and/or the restaurant. 12. I can share a bed with my girlfriends for the weekend and not feel funny about it! 13. I get to decorate the house! 1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)

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This past Sunday morning we met up with my parents for breakfast at our favorite Mexican restaurant in Long Beach. After a great breakfast Mister & I had some shopping to do for the girls’ so we jumped on the freeway and headed to the mall.

As we were exiting the freeway we saw that 2 of the 3 exit lanes were blocked by police cars. So Mister starts to exit towards the left, the only lane not blocked. As soon as we get to the end of the ramp, we’re side by side with the police officer that is blocking the center lane. He holds his hand out signaling for Mister not to proceed. What does Mr. Sheriff do next? He opens his car door, pulls out his shot gun and crouches behind his door!

Holy shit! We look to the right of him and see the other officer has done the same thing! Well, that’s just great FOR THEM. They’ve got something to shield themselves. Us? We’re sitting in the line of fire with our kids in the car! (Look, I know Saturn is considered high in safety ratings, but honestly, I doubt bullet proofing their cars were part of the manufacturing process.) So now we’re just sitting there. Can’t pull forward because something is about to go down. Can’t back up because 1) There are now cars behind us and 2) We’re on a freeway off ramp!! Nothing to do but sit, crouch in the front seat, still allowing myself enough room to see what’s going on though and pray that no one is in the mood to shoot at officers this fine Sunday morning.

Come to find out, it was a police chase coming to an end. To the right of us in the oncoming traffic were about another 10 Sheriff cars that had another car surrounded and about to take ‘em down. Finally we were able to exit the freeway once the car in question was completely surrounded. As the officers all got of their cars, they did so with shotguns drawn. Talk about a scene you don’t ever think you’d see anywhere else but television. Not a fun thing to witness first hand. Good lord, talk about having the shit scared out of you.

There you go, now you have it, a day in the life of a girl who lives in the Ghetto.