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I'm back again...

I have returned from a three week stay in Houston, TX. It was so nice to be there. We attended a beautiful wedding for Jenise and Andy (Danae's godparents). I got to meet three new babies (Boston, Caleb, Ciera). Too bad we had to return to Cali.

Finally got to go the Chocolate Bar in Houston. My new favorite chocolate delight is chocolate covered apples. That's a healthy snack, right?

One disgusting thing that happened the day we left Houston. We had a little time to kill before heading to the airport so we stopped by Willowbrook Mall. We allowed Danae and Brayden to play in the indoor playground. Guess what we saw on the floor? POOP, a little brown TURD with some more smeared into the carpet. That was so disgusting...NASTY. I can't believe it was there.

Not even in Cali for 72 hours and I was reminded of one of the reasons I don't want to live here permanently. An Asian lady in the grocery store hit me with her cart. Apparently, she needed to get by me. But instead of saying excuse me, she decided to hit my butt/ankles with her cart repeatedly. I turned around and said "Will you stop hitting me?" I wanted to slap the mess out of her. She didn't say anything. I then said "If you want me to move, just say excuse me" Still nothing. So I politely stayed in her way until she just left. How ridiculously rude! If I didn't have my kids with me, I probably would've reacted differently but in every situation I am teaching them a lesson.

Until the next time...

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