So I've been craving pupusas for a few weeks now! I mean CRAVING! I just love them! For those who don't what that is: its a traditional Salvadoran dish: a hand made tortilla stuffed with yummy stuff like beans, cheese and pork meat!!! So yesterday I was telling  Michael that I wanted to him to my favorite spot for pupusas, a little restaurnat in South Gate/Huntington Park city border. I cannot remember the name of the restaurant but it is in Long Beach Blvd and I've been going there forever! They seriously have the best pupusas eveeeeeeeeeer! And I think I am going to swing by right after work! My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

Things aren't going to well...as I put on my last post; I've never had a problem buying anything online.Everything always fits! Well...until now that is!!!! On Staurday I bought a pair of tennis shoes for Michael as his Valentine's Day gift and as I was browsing I decided to also pick up a new pair Converse. I ordered a size 3 because my Converse ARE A SIZE 3! I got them last night and I was excited and didnt think twice about trying them on because I k new thet would fit!

Well..this morning I put them on and I was swimming in them! I was puzzled and checked to make sure that they were a size 3 just as I ordered them. Well, they were indeed a size 3 and there is no way i can fot in a 2 1/2, that is toddler size!!! Now I am so mad because I need to put it in the box, drive to the post office allll over again and wait another 2 days to get them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What am I to do?? Are these 2 incidents a sign?? Should I completely stop shopping online?? This has never happened to me. I feel robbed, dissapointed, sad!

I know its not a big deal and its just a pair of shoes. But it is so fun to receive packages in the mail. And the rush of shopping last longer, atleast until the package arrives. It is like Christmas year-round! I love that feeling, its a guilty pleasure.

I love shopping online and I've found that I enjoy it more than going to the mall. Seriously. I just don't have the patience anymore to walk around crowded shops looking for stuff. Instead, I sit infront of my computer and spend hours browsing through sites.

I know many are skeptical about shopping online because ofcourse, what if it doesn't fit? The hassle of returning it is unbearable. I was doing good- everything I've ever ordered online fit well: shoes, pants, everything! Until yesterday...I was so excited to get these new pair of jeans I ordered. I was already picturing the whole outfit, such a great feeling.

I get home, I open the package and quickly notice that they look a little big. I thought to myself, "Ok,maybe its just the cut. Once I put them on they will look great". No. I tried them on, and they were seriously about 2 inches too big! When did I lose the weight? I was shocked! I could've been happy. Women love losing weight. But I wasn't. This only meant one thing. RETURNING THEM! I drove to the post office, waited in line, and dropped them off. Now I'm sitting here,waiting for the new pair: the smaller pair, without any excitement. The excitement is gone, the urge to wear my new jeans and pair them with THAT top, belt, and shoes is gone. All gone.

I sort of feel robbed. I had never felt this way. Online shopping foolishly deceived me.

She is the best! She is one of the coolest mom's eveeeeer! When she heard Ryan talking about the rumors that her daughter may be prego, she called me and is like "I want to talk to Ryan about it!" So cool she went on air with him to clear it up!

Speaking of cool moms. My mom is also in that list, yesterday she saw that I had a few dirty laundry pieces and she offered to wash them. I suppose that is what moms do, they never always want to make sure their children are on track even if its with their laundry.

As you may know, Michael is currently training with Chivas USA. Monday was first of training for team, he is working very hard to impress coach Preki.

A few blogs have mentioned him...check them out HERE and HERE

Besitos!!!

Michael and I after my performance at the Vagina Monolgues...