September 2nd 2010

i love my mom. so so so so so much. and i'm not just saying this because she spent an insane amount of money on clothes for me. she is hands down one of the funniest, kindest, most entertaining women i've ever met. my god, my love for her will never end (obviously, she's my mom..but you know what i mean!)

so i woke up at 4:30am, and left the house by 5:47. we reached the border by 6:07 and then i decided i needed to nap. i mean, can you blame me? i have gotten like 4 hours of sleep...that is not enough for a growing beauty queen such as myself. you know?

so we reached the outlet mall and my mom woke me and to inform me that they weren't open. it's 8am mom...of course the outlet mall isn't open. so we drove to a mall that had forever 21 and nordstrom in it.

it didn't open till 10. we ate some snacks in the car and then decided to go shopping. i bought a ring and two plain tanks at nordstorm. and forever 21 (aka my life) was incredible. it seemed like it was never going to end. i couldn't tell where i had looked and where i hadn't. ever corner there was a new rack of clothes. some were SUPER tacky, but some were just my style. i'm not going to list what i got because i'm having a hard time remembering but right now, i have a pinky purple purse sitting next to me and it wants me to tell you how cute/cheap it is. $20. and it's cute...believe me.

after 2 or so hours there we headed back to the outlet malls. i didn't fall asleep on this drive. we hit up all the cute places and i got a tank top from J.Crew. twas nice. might i meantion now, there are a LOT of attractive males in seattle. either my standards have dropped or males all over seattle have suddenly become tres tres good looking. my oh me. anyways, after we were done at the outlet mall we went on a hunt of a olive garden. i fell asleep on this drive. my mom woke me and up and before we knew it we had ended up asking 4 different people about how to get to the closest olive garden. my personal fave response was the one who led us to the nitty gritty of seattle. two words: GEH TOE.

we finially made it. the last person we asked replied with this

me: excuse me, where's the nearest olive garden?

fatladyatthegasstation: hahhahahaha

me: ..... (agitated, hungry, tired, wondering why this lady is shaking her jolly belly towards me)

lady: it's RIGHT accross from us. *points out the window to a massive olive garden sign*

me: oh. *walks out*

SO WE ATE THERE. sooooo good. the waiter we had talked SO FUCKING MUCH. he wouldn't shut up. he was actually soo passionate about olive garden. he was in love with it. if olive garden was a women (or man..you really couldn't tell with him), he would make sweet, sweet love to it every night. ate there, the headed back home. i also fell asleep the entire way back except for our pit stop at the border.

came back home, took dolce for a walk, watched big brother, then jersey shore, then mtv live, then BED. boom. great day. amazing day.