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i am a prime example of a trend that is sweepng the nation.  when hot girls become moms.
 my legs have gone from toned and waxed to pale and unshaven.  my hair has seen more ponytail days than ever before.  my clothes have migrated from trendy to clearance sweatpants from target.  i have gone from turning heads into turning 1lb of hamburger into something edible. 

incidence #1:
 at the park, my daughter and i had the place to ourselves.  that is until a crackhead  came along and decided to make the swings his stage for his rants and vocal talents.  i ignored him, emitting my best momma bear  "don't come near my cub or i WILL hurt you" look.  then he said something that i needed the most.  he said that my daughter was beautiful, just like me.  i melted.  even if it came from a man who claimed to have invented the automobile.

incidence #2:
i was driving along folsom blvd. in the right lane.  a monster truck was driving alongside of me on my left.  i hear the passenger say "dang you're right!  she is hot!" oh my god.  if he only knew.  if he only knew that a lifetime ago i most likely would have given him the finger, but that hearing his crude compliment made me sit up a little straighter and my face light up.   

so to some i've still got it.  and maybe even to me too.

i grew up in a land very different than here.  a land where catsup is considered spicy and cheddar cheese is looked at as "ethnic".  i grew up in a small farm town of 500 people in minnesota.  a town called wanamingo.  we were not on the affluent side and my mother amazingly fed 5 mouths on 1lb of hamburger and whatever else she had on hand.  so something like central air conditioning was totally out of the question.  we endured the heat and humidity for three months and had many sleepless nights restless from the unyielding thick summer air.   shirts drenched in sweat and frizzy hair was as common as teenagers driving their tractors around town. 

then i moved to sacramento.  every house i have lived in for the past 8 years has had central air conditioning.  it is something that i have quickly grown to love.  in fact going back to my mothers in wanamingo is very well, hot and sticky.  her and i have an understanding that every june, july and august she comes here, instead of me going there and constantly complaining about everything. 

last night at the beginning of the hottest weekend of the year, our ac unit decided to protest the demands of such a weekend.  it pooped out on us.  so now my husband is working very hard to get it up and running again.  god speed. 

at first i said many four letter words about the coming weekend without my air conditioning.    then i thought "hey this is nothing!  i've been through much worse for the first 17 years of my life".  that was this morning when things had not yet begun to heat up.  the four letter words are once again  rearing their ugly heads and my flip flop literally flew off my foot from the sweat on my feet.  i may have to do the unthinkable.  go to the mall.  that way i can cool off and have an excuse to eat panda express for lunch.  mmmmmmm panda.