Thinking about Florida reminded me of when we went to Orlando for a family vacation when I was about 7 years old. It was just the 4 of us, galavanting around the state, visiting as many amusement parks possible. Actually, I think it was even the first trip where my mom and dad asked Carlene and I were we wanted to go for vacation because I can't hardly fathom why my dad would have wanted to go to Florida without having an actual purpose (i.e. family, friends, some gala of the sort). But in the end, the whole vacation was a happy one. :) We did all your normal touristy stuff, went to Disneyworld, Epcot, and Bush Gardens... my mom had said that we didn't have to go to Universal Studios because we already had one here in California and was kinda eh about going to Disneyworld itself since we lived right next to the OG Disney.

I remember this vacation as the one where I thought the Florida toothfairy was WAY better than the California toothfairy.

But in actuality, my mom just messed up big time... in a good way of course.

Before when I lost a tooth and put it underneath my pillow, the toothfairy would leave me a dollar. Well, while vacationing in Florida, I bit into an apple and my tooth just poped out. So I did the usual pretoothfairy ritual and slept with it under my pillow. In the morning, though, there was no dollar. There was no dollar anywhere. I really wasn't a greedy child, I just wanted my share. A tooth came out of my mouth, I did what I needed to do, and I didn't get paid. Whats up with that!?! Well, my mom played dumb and insisted that everyone search the bed for my "handsome reward" but alas, it was nowhere on the bed. Few minutes later, I found it. Folded into the collar of my pound puppy was a crisp, shiny TWENTY dollar bill. Yes, I said TWENTY. I screamed and jumped for joy while my mom looked absolutely SHOCKED. I guess while in the dark, fumbling for the usual dollar, she misfumbled and took out the twenty instead . A simple and OH SO WICKED mistake. It made me want move to Florida right then and there... not to mention made me want to start knocking my teeth out on an everyday basis. I don't remember what I bought with it, but I do remember my mom fondly telling me that I was a lucky girl and that my tooth was a special tooth with a very high value. I remember my dad's around me and him joking with me about wanting to stay in Florida forever. I remember being so happy on that vacation... we were like your regular Bradys. It was only the 4 of us and everything seemed absolutely perfect.

OH... since I'm on the topic of family, can you please pray for my Lola in the Phillippines? Things aren't looking too good and we're all pretty worried. Thanks so much... it really means a lot to me.

Carlene and I have this thing whenever we hear a Kylie Minogue song, we'll automatically start doing the robot. Its very dorky but its gosh darn hilarious... to us. We've very much mastered the art of the robot dance all because of this one artist. ;) Funny thing is that one time I was with Joe and when a kylie song came on, we BOTH started doing the robot. Is this just instinct that everyone does the robot to kylie? Or was it a freakish coincidence? HmmMmMm?

Look!! Its Sunday... that means tomorrow is Monday... and then the day after is Tuesday... and THEN its Wednesday! And guess whats happening on Wednesday?? HmmMMmm.... I'M GOING TO ORLANDO! :) Can you sense my excitment? I've been raiding my closet the past week and dorky nerdy me wrote down and coordinated everything that that I needed to pack right down to the perfect matching shoe. yesterday, I considered myself to be 90% packed because I'm still using my shampoo, conditioner, and other tolietries... *note to self: don't forget to put pack the brita pitcher and to place clean socks inside it so that it will be more space efficient. :)

At midnight, Erica turned 13.

We pulled over the car while driving through the boonie and oh so dark backroad of Carbon Canyon, where Carlene, Andrew, and myself made her get out with us and proceeded to dance around the car to N.E.R.D.'s "Lapdance" while screaming and cheering obnoxiously... Chelle and her car-full of cousins and Melissa, pulled up behind us and looked at us like we were insane.

When you think about it... 13 was this great age where you finally became this big bad ass teenager. Carlene and I were telling the youngins in the car that they had it lucky because everything seemed to be an adventure for them. Like a simple trip to Pasadena was a big deal... you know, a date would be made, you would all meet up at someones house and get ready, you'd bring your camera and go picture wild, you'd just walk around and hang out... it was something so simple and yet it was this great big affair because you were going "somewhere." Now... I guess we're just spoiled with the fact that we CAN do it and so it isn't as exciting anymore. Plus doing something like that can be a pain because you drive all day long, everyone has different schedules and its hard to meet up, people don't want to do what you want to do, you dont want to pay for the gas, you dont want to pay for parking, why go out when you can just chill at home, paying cover fees and buying overpriced drinks... etc. It just seems difficult to try to plan those "grand" affairs of our teenage years. I guess maybe this is why I'm so spontaneous... planning on ways to make everyone happy is such a bitch sometimes. I love it when you can just pick up and go somwhere just because you feel like it. Somethings, you can't do of course... I mean if you feel like going to the moon then thats going to be a toughy... but hey Vegas has been done (twice!) and I'm sure that if you want to go crazy with that credit card.. you COULD go to Paris for the weekend. :) It doesn't have to be big either... I think the best times I have is when I'm with my friends or family and we just decide "hey... lets go bowling" or "hey... lets go to the 24 hour walmart" or "hey... lets go to the Hustler store!" *good times*

:) woooow. this is like the second time this has happened to me... and so since I'm excited and happy.. I will share it with everyone...

Subj: heyo
Date: Fri, 2 Aug 2002 5:05:45 PM Eastern Standard Time

Tis I! Someone you've never met! I just thought i'd say hi, seeing as i was reading your blog, and my boss stepped out ^_^
So. You seem a lot like me. or....we seem similar i should say :P
So hi. And Here's an email for you :)
Gosh I'm bored.
.....

Great. Another person to think of me as a freak! woo hoo!!! lol
ttfn
sarah

Wow... Its not a porn email, or an email trying to sell me something... nor is it a CKI email (which I really don't mind getting), its just a random email saying HI. How sweet is that! :) It isn't TOO freaky... at least the person didn't say, "HEY.. I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE... LOOK OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW" and I'll see a figure clad in black, chillin on my driveway with a laptop... and there wasn't a threat in it... so its a good email. :) THANKS!!

With all the recent kidnappings going on... I've been really aware of my surroundings, which is a good thing, but I'm kind of becoming borderline paranoid. Today at work for instance, I made sure I had my cellie in my pocket, another phone and any kind of blunt object nearby me while in the shop, and my eye on the doorway and any possible emergency exits. Its just scary... I was again startled when Brandi came in for the day cause as usual I wasn't prepared and *poof* she appeared out of nowhere! But I'm safe... especially with all those manly carshops and other man-working warehouses right next door... or at least I'd like to think so.

Oh a VERY happy note...
jeanYAH: i'll buy you a whole box of ring pops

YAAYY!! Jean loves me!! I feel special! :)

OH also I got to bring home some fresh flowers from work. :) SO now I have these beautiful roses that match perfectly with the slightly cluttered kitchen that is still in the process of being re-vamped.

MY SISTER TOOK MY RING POP. :( The ring pop that I had worked so hard to get at Gameworks (yes... 7 whole tickets that I had gotten in skeeball) and was saving for a rainy day.... It was on my bookshelf chillin happily... she took it and immediently after I screamed "HEY THATS MINE" she turned her back to block herself and my grape ring pop, unwrapped it and shoved it in her mouth. :( oh sadness....

I will unleash my revenge somehow... oh yes, I will. SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN CARLENE!!!

*blah* so today (er... yesterday) Carlene and I went absolutely MAD in the garage. Our assignment (I like to think of it as a sentance) was to organize the garage. This must have been like the 100th time organizing that darn garage (actually, i think its more like 4th... but hello.. we've been living here for 7 months!!) So, we had to build these new damn shelves in the damn hot garage with these damn flies swarming around... and once completed had to move those damn boxes from the right side to the left side of the damn garage. Sorry... it wasn't fun at all. Wait, I take that back, we had some moments of sheer insanity (in a good way) when we were pounding the mallet into racks or screaming profanities at the flies.... and there was the discovery of all our old casettes that turned into our "lets reorganize the damn garage" soundtrack which included popular hits such as Redhead Kingpin's "3-2-1 PUMP," Montell Jordan's "I LIKE," and 69 Boyz "TOOTSIE ROLL."

Anyways, since my mom and uncle stop their crazy ways when the sun goes down, we escaped around 1am and hid out at the 24 hour Wal-mart.

I wanted to write a note that would go along the lines of:
Dear Mom and Uncle Sonny,
We couldn't take it anymore, so we ran away.
See you in the morning.

But it didn't happen. Kinda felt sinful though... sneaking out blah blah blah... but really, it wasn't all that bad ass since sneaking out is a common and casual thing. Plus we went to Wal-mart for gosh sakes. Not too exciting, but it was something to do. Also I had get a filter for my brita that I'm going to pack for Florida. (helllooooo... theres no way I'm going to buy bottled water there. You KNOW its going to be expensive!) At Wal-mart they have the imitation 4 wheelers for a darn good price and I was skating around the shoe section debating if I really wanted to buy them at 1:30am, but then one of the workers came and promptly told us that we werent allowed to skate in the store... OoOoo... pretty bad ass huh. ;)