Slept with a 6 year old next to me. I've gotten used to using my phone as an alarm clock. I somehow screwed up the iHome and the radio alarm often doesn't go off... the iPod alarm only works if I actually remember to put the iPod in the iHome (which I rarely do since I use my iPod in my car). So, I use my phone. In order for the phone to work as an alarm clock, I can't turn off the sound on the phone... so when I got a message at 1:30am, with a 6 year old next to me... well, I just wasn't too happy.

Woken up and frustrated, I heard my neighbor come home... the TV go on and then the loud crash of some violence he must have been watching. I ordered an added shot in my double latte this morning.

We left early to drive up to L.A. Spent all morning and most of the afternoon at American Girl Place (where we purchased the new Julie doll, a dog that looks like our Cinny, a doctor's kit complete with casts, crutches and an ace bandage and, of course, the obligatory picture on th cover of the American Girl magazine with your new doll). Later we drove to Santa Monica and let the girls go swimming before driving the hours home to San Diego.

The drive through North County to my house was really cool. The inversion layer must have flown in and the clouds were heavy and dark. It look ominous to the left (east) but the sunset on the right (west) was amazing. A big full bright orange sun through layers of clouds glinting off the ocean.

I love living in Southern California. This place is home no matter how much it costs to actually call it that.

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I think I've officially hit rock bottom with my stranger visitor. It's put up or shut up now... proof is in the actions, not the words or the thoughts.