I know I haven't done a post in a looong time. But, I have had more important things to do like grow a person in my stomach.
Last week me, my Mom, and my sister Shelby went on our annual "girls trip". We were gone a full 7 days. I got kinda home sick.
We decided that San Clemente, CA was our destination. We realized 12 hours is a long ways to drive in one day sooo we decided to stop in Vegas the first day. It was so effing hot. Like 111 degrees. We stayed at Tuscany Suites & Casino. It was a really nice hotel! All Tuscan and shit. We went swimming and got pizza. Shelby wanted to go to the Pawn Stars place. It was so packed. She got a cool shirt. I got stared at a lot because my tits were hanging out of my dress...I didn't realize until my Mom told me I looked like a hooker. I will not be posting a picture of that.
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| Looking fat not pregnant |
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| Livin all Tuscan |
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| Hiding like a Tuscan |
The next day we were off to Cali, but not before we went to McDonalds and got harassed for money by a kid stoned out of his mind. He said he needed money for food and I thought "yeah because you have the fucking munchies!"
I hate road trips. I hate driving in the car. I get so bored and car sick. Being pregnant makes it even worse. We drove through Barstow...the armpit of California. I slept some of the drive to get rid of my nausea. When we got to our hotel we were all super excited to get out of the car and explore. I went to check in and the Indian man who I could barely understand was trying to tell me we had to pay $200 more than he quoted me when I booked the hotel. My Mom freaked out and almost had a panic attack. It worked and we got the original price. The Days Inn in San Clemente is crap. Don't stay there. There is no pool. The continental breakfast consists of apple juice boxes, cheese danishes, bagels, and nutrigrains. I will never eat any of those for a long time I think.
That night we were tired from driving so we just explored the beach by our hotel. Walked along the beach, hung out, put our feet in the water. It was relaxing.
Tuesday we went to Coronado. I would seriously move there if I were made of money. The houses were all so different and all equally cute. The little shops and restaurants were all adorable. We ate at the cutest little 50's diner I think called Claytons. Best burger I've had in a long long time. We went and hung out at the beach. The sand was like sugar. And I made a friend. I tried to feed him a granola bar, but he didn't want it.
My Mom said the Hotel Del Coronado is way haunted. So of course we had to go investigate. My Mom was taking pictures all over to see if "spirits" would appear. It was a really creepy hotel. All old looking. We walked around all over and we went to the very top floor. We walked past this wall and to me it didn't match. I pushed on the wall and there was a hidden door. We of course went inside. It was like a service entrance for the hotel workers. There in the corner was this tiny old crooked door. I decided to open it. I started opening it, I was freaking out a little. It was pitch black inside. Then all of the sudden a worker came through that hidden wall door and scared the ever living shit out of us. We all screamed bloody murder. The worker dude was grabbing his chest and I think he shit his pants. He ended up laughing and saying he was never more scared in his life. He did say that the hotel was haunted though. Creepy man....creepy. Oh and if you want to actually stay at that hotel then you better be rich. The cheapest room is like $300 a night.
Wednesday we went to a local mall and shopped. There was a pet store in there with all sorts of the cutest puppies. I wanted to steal the Bernese Mountain Dog and the St. Bernard. We found this way cool pregnant lady store. I tried on this fake baby bump to see how gross I'll look when I am further along.
Then we went whale watching. Basically this was the worst idea I have ever had. It was 2 hours of pure torture for me. I was so sick like I was going to puke. Then I ran to the side of the boat and threw up all over nature. My Mom said I was green. I felt like I was going to die. In fact, I would have rather died.
Thursday we went to Sandiego Zoo. This zoo is freaking awesome. Ryan was so sweet and offered to pay for our tickets. It was an awesome day. My favorite exhibits were the hippos, giraffes, and the sloth bear. He was doing this funny little dance/runway walk. The parking is a joke there though. I almost got in a fight. Do not mess with a pregnant woman and her hormones. On the way back to the hotel going 80 mph on the freeway I got sick. I puked out my window. My car was covered in puke and probably the car behind us. Also it was all over my face, hair, and sweater. It was bad. Don't eat nachos then barf.
Friday we went to the San Clemente beach and laid out. It was the most perfect day to do that and play in the ocean. We even saw dolphins swimming pretty close to the shore. We were apparently using expired sunscreen because when we got back to the hotel we were FRIED. And I mean to a crisp. My tits looked like giant sterroided tomatoes. It was horrible. Me and Shelby didn't sleep much and every few seconds we were like "ohhh owww ouch ahhhh" It sucked. Don't use expired sunscreen.
Saturday we drove to St. George and stayed in a hotel my Dad got for us. We were all exhausted I think from the sun the day before and our burns. Then we came home! I was so happy to be with Ryan again. Oh and we stopped in Beaver, Utah to get gas and I bought Ryan an awesome I love Beaver shirt.
