Welcome to American Girl Place Los Angeles……The Grove

“Located in The Grove, one of California’s premier shopping destinations, our Los Angeles store features girls’ favorite shops, private dining, and so much more.”

Well, I went here this weekend. Let me tell you, it IS the place to be if you have girls. I had never been to this store before. I was quite shocked. It was a bit disturbing for me. The place is loaded with dolls. They all have names. They all have a book that comes with them and tells you all about them. They come from all walks of life. They all have different outfits to compliment their era. They are loaded down with all kinds of furniture for THEM. Their items cost more than those I would use!!! They have bath tubs, strollers, desks, horses, guitars, bedroom sets, tea sets, kitchen appliances, makeup centers, you name it…they carry it. I wish I were the owner of this store!!! How do they make the money to cover the rent? We figure it cost them about $150,000 a month for the rent!!! I can only imagine the profit this place makes. The dolls cost about $5.00 to make, but they sell them for over $100.00 each.!! My friends daughter has 5. All of her school mates have about the same, or more! Wow, crazy huh?

We had a very nice dinner there. They gave each table a birthday cake and extra treats for the birthday girl. It cost my friend $35.00 each for the kids and $24.00 each for the adults. I think my friend spent quite a bit this year for her daughter’s birthday! We all had fun. We all got to spend time together. My friend is not ever going to do this again, so once is fine. We had a lot of smiles from the girls. That made it all worth it.

Afterwards we walked around The Grove. It is a real happening place. Lots of places to eat. Lots of activity in the streets. Lots of great shopping. Lots of coffee places. They are also near the Farmer’s Market. I was exhausted when I got home, but I was very glad I went. It was very nice of my friend to include us in the celebration.

If you are ever in LA, be sure to visit The Grove.

Believe in Yourself;

Luisa

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LITTLE CAROL…..A STORY*

Little Carol came into the kitchen where her mother was making dinner.
Her birthday was coming up and she thought this was a good time to tell her mother what she wanted. ‘Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.’

Now, Little Carol was a bit of a troublemaker. She had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Carol’s mother asked her if she thought she deserved to get a bike for her birthday.
Little Carol, of course, thought she did.

Carol’s mother, being a Christian woman, wanted her to reflect on her behavior over the last year, and write a letter to God and tell him why she deserved a bike for her birthday.
Little Carol stomped up the steps to her room and sat down to write God a letter.

LETTER 1:

Dear God:
I have been a very good girl this year and I would like a bike for my birthday.
I want a red one.

Your friend, Carol

Carol knew this wasn’t true. She had not been a very good girl this year, so
she tore up the letter and started over.

LETTER 2:

Dear God:

This is your friend Carol. I have been a pretty good girl this year, and
I would like a red bike for my birthday.

Thank you, Carol

Carol knew this wasn’t true either. She tore up the letter and started again.

LETTER 3:

Dear God:
I know I haven’t been a good girl this year… I am very sorry. I will be a good girl
if you just send me a red bike for my birthday.

Thank you, Carol

Carol knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get her a bike. By now, she was very upset. She went downstairs and told her mother she wanted to go to church.
Carol’s mother thought her plan had worked because Carol looked very sad.

‘Just be home in time for dinner,’ her mother said. Carol walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. She looked around to see if anyone was there. She picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary, slipped it under her jacket and ran out of the church, down the street, into her house, and up to her room. She shut the door and sat down and wrote her letter to God.

LETTER 4:

I GOT YOUR MAMA.

IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.

Signed, YOU KNOW WHO

Top 14 Things PMS Stands For:……..too funny…Can you Relate????-)*

Top 14 Things PMS Stands For:

Psychotic Mood Shift
Perpetual Munching Spree
Puffy Midsection
People Make Me Sick
Provide Me with Sweets
Pardon My Sobbing
Pimples May Surface
Pissy Mood Syndrome
Plainly; Men Suck
Pack My Stuff
Permanent Menstrual Syndrome

Funny….Smile…Time to Laugh….

One Halloween this woman opens her door to find the most adorable little girl, with golden blond curly hair and the biggest blue eyes.
She was dressed as an Angel, and was just delightful. The woman said, “what are you supposed to say sweetheart?”
The little girl looks up at the woman and says “Twick or Tweat!”
The woman thinks this is just adorable, and she calls her husband to come to the door. The woman say to the child, “Go ahead honey say it just one more time.”
Once again the little Angel looks up and says, “Twick or Tweat!”
The husband agrees with his wife, this little Angel is just the cutest thing. The woman picks an apple from the Treat Bowl, shines it up with her apron, and drops it into the little girl’s Treat Bag.

The little Angel looks in her bag then looks up at the woman and says, “Thanks a lot lady, you just broke my f**king cookies!”

Joke…Blondes at Sea

Burial at Sea.

Bubbles and Barbie, two blonde sisters had promised their Uncle, who had been a seafaring gentleman all his life, to bury him at sea when he died. Of course, in due time, he did pass away and the two blondes kept their promise.

They set off from Clearwater Beach with their uncle all stitched up in a burial bag and loaded onto their rowboat. After a while Bubbles
says, ‘Do you thi nk we’re out far enough, Barbie?’ Barbie slipped over the side and finding the water only knee deep said, ‘nope, not yet Bubbles’.
So they row a little farther…. Again Bubbles asks Barbie, ‘Do you think were out far enough now? Once again Barbie slips over the side and almost immediately says, ‘No, this will never do, the water is only up to my chest.
‘So on they row and row and row, and finally Barbie slips over the side and disappears. Quite a bit of time goes by and poor Bubbles is really getting worried when suddenly Barbie breaks the surface, gasping for breath she says,

‘OK, it’s finally deep enough. Hand me the shovel.’

Thanks to Kristi!