Last night I lost my virginity. How does an almost 30 mom of two loose her virginity you ask? It was easy, and I wasn’t even flat on my back.

No, I wasn’t at some sleazy xxx store on the main drag. I was at Ruby Skye, and then the Mighty Haus Party. I got to hang out with the popular girls.

This was a first for me. The only time I’ve been to any type of club/bar was when i was 17. I went to a Chris Ledoux concert and teen night at the Cocky Bull, and that doesn’t really count in my book.

Last night was loud, dark, crowded, hot, and soooooo much fun. I rubbed elbows with Dutch Blitz, Moosh, Whoorl, Rhi in Pink, And So She Blogs, and so many others I can’t remember names. I know they will come to me later, and I’d say I’ll add them to the post then, but we all know I won’t.

I enjoyed hanging out in the crowd watching the Royalty pass by. I even saw Dooce, I was five feet away. I’d post the photo I took of her as proof, but it is horrid, and she doesn’t even know I took it. If you don’t believe me and want proof, send me your email and I’ll send you the photo.

But of course, we abandoned the club, grabbed a Starbucks, and then went back after regaining our sanity.

After staying up way too late, or early, depending on which way you want to view it, I was up at 7 am ready to shower and go.

While I wanted to be gone at 7:30 we were on the road at 8:55. Not bad when you consider we had 3 kids and 2 adults to feed before we left. (I generally don’t eat breakfast, so Starbucks on the way out was enough for me.)

Rapunzel spent the first 20 minutes going through her bag seeing what I packed for her. I packed each kid a backpack with paper, 5 pencils, pencil sharpeners, rulers, stickers, pipe cleaners, and a glue stick. Rapunzel had a hole punch and scissors, I figured that they could share. Plus, I don’t think SAJ really wanted an extra ear piercing or anything before we got there.

We made pretty good time. We stopped in Gorman for lunch at noon, then somewhere else to get gas and chocolate, a little later. One more pit-stop and we were good to go.

While my girls were mostly quiet, they did other things to drive me crazy. Rapunzel kept putting her feet next to SuperChic’s head and SuperChic kept clicking her pen. Oddly enough the mini-tantrums from BB were easier for me to deal with. I can block out the loudness, a handy trick I learned while growing up, but the constant, click, click-click, click-click-click, clickety-click-click-click-click, drive me batty.

And while I didn’t have to drive the whole way, I did. I am comfortable in Sue’s car, and know what to not do. Like cut across three lanes of traffic because the 210 sign was not visible until it was too late. So true my word to Toby, there were no random lane changes, or last minute cut across the divider to get off the freeway. Even when I missed my exit three, yes I said three, times. Let’s just say I created my own cloverleaf in Pasadena and leave it at that.

We arrived safe and sound and ready to get out of the car. Susan had planned a great dinner for us, and after eating and cleaning up, we got to the important things, talking. There is nothing quite like having a friend like Susan. She understand us, our kids, and our quirks. With us being 29 1/2, 36, 56, 10, 5 1/2, and 2 1/2, that’s not always easy.

She even rolled with it this morning when Rapunzel woke her at 4 am to make a surprise breakfast for everyone. She convinced Rapunzel it was a little early and to go back to sleep. At 6 they were up and moving, about 9:30 or 10 she cuddled with the girls on the couch and took a nap. No matter how many times we told her to go lay down upstairs where it was quiet, and most importantly, non-wiggly, she wouldn’t do it.

I even got to take a nap. It was nice, until BB knocked a lamp on my head. Which I knew was going to happen because she is fascinated with the tassel, and my head was right there. But it’s all good.

We got our suits on, got wet, dried off, had lunch, and took naps (or blogged as the case may be).

Tonight we get to party like it’s 1999.

If this doesn’t say it all. I don’t know what does.

There has been a definite frenzy going on around here. A sewing frenzy that is.

I have been trying to make at least two aprons a day and get them listed. I should be able to do more than that in one day, but with two kids stuck in the house because it is 107+ outside, it just isn’t happening. But so far so good.

I started a new series for the 4th of July, Summer barbecue crowd I’m calling it star spangled, and all but two (which will be photographed and listed tomorrow) of the series is available in my Etsy shop.

I’ve completed the Master Griller’s apron;

the Jr. Griller’s Apron;

the Sous Chef’s apron(s);

and one of the mini Sous Chef aprons.

I was on such a roll yesterday, but, last night, when I went to cut out another pattern, I couldn’t. SuperChic had made her bed on the floor in the living room. So instead I decided to work on a project that didn’t require full use of the cutting board. With many questions asked of Sue, at around midnight, I started. I worked without an actual pattern, instructions, or even another item to reference.

Considering all of that I am pretty happy with how it turned out. Shawn is even happier, because he didn’t have to spend money on this, this, or this, so I could have a new tote to use for BlogHer and San Francisco. And while he didn’t really understand why I wanted a new tote, he was going to let me get one, from Etsy, and not Target, where it would have been cheaper. (Though I really, really, want that cowgirl bag).

Now I know all of you are dying to know what my new toy looks like. So here she is.

I love her. She works wonderfully. I am a very happy person with lots of work to do.