Last night Rob and I headed to the Sherman Oaks mall to get some shopping done. Unfortunately, we had to leave before we were done, but I'll get to that later on. We were lucky in parking and managed to park close to the entry because one of the expectant mother spots was actually open! Woot! The first place I headed when we got into the mall was the bathroom. My bladder can now hold only a few ounces of liquid and Gabriel likes to push down on it and kick it as hard as he can. So I can usually be found in the bathroom.

After the pottay we headed to Lane Bryant. While my pregnant tummy isn't fitting into much of anything there I did manage to find something cool for my Mom. I'm not posting the details about it on here though because I know she reads this. From there we went to Bath and Body Works. I needed to pick up some eye cream and some more Wallflowers for the apartment (this time we went with Red Delicious as the scent). I was standing in line in the extremely hot store and wasn't feeling too good, but hey, not much you can do about a line this time of year. I finally made it to the front of the line and a cashier opened up. She looked at me and told me that someone else would help me and allowed the two guys behind me to cut in line and go to her register so she could flirt with them. This bitch had the gall to leave a seven months pregnant woman who was holding her aching back, sweating, and looking woozy standing in line so that she could flirt with some guys. Rob made sure to get her name and I'll be contacting corporate about this. That is beyond unacceptable.

After that we made a brief stop in Macy's to see if they had in any warm male pyjamas, but they didn't have anything decent in. At that point, I needed to get the hell out of the mall. For some odd reason the mall decided that because it was 60 degrees outside they needed to crank up the heat. I was overheating something fierce and my blood sugar was dropping since I forgot to eat something before getting the exercise of walking around the mall. I barely made it out of there and thought I was going to pass out. Rob had to help me walk to the car. So, we'll get other things we need done there some other time.

From there we headed to dinner. I needed foodage badly. Rob took me to Outback and the food was amazing. I gobbled up some cheese fries (which I thought would make my numbers scary high, but they were still below what they needed to be which shows how crashed I was) and steak with steamed veggies. Once dinner was done with I felt much better. We headed home and played some Three Dragon Ante while watching the news.

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Streetcar Suburb
You scored 23 out of 40 on urban-rural and 14 out of 40 land intensity.

People know you as: Grandmama
Quote: "Maybe the neighbor can lend us some sugar."

Your score indicates that you prefer a large metropolitan area to the wilderness and that you like your personal space. But you also enjoy interacting with other people occasionally and maybe, just maybe, on a rare occasion you even enjoy walking somewhere besides across the parking lot to your car.
You should live in a pre-World War II suburb. The kind populated by bungalow houses and charming little corner grocery stores. Just like grandma.
Examples of places you should live: Bethesda, MD; Evanston, IL

The Where Should You Live Test