The next morning I woke up lazily. Today was my day off from work so I could actually go touristing with my mom. The only problem was that we were poor. Well not poor but not rich enough to go to the best places of LA like Disneyland, Universal Studios and the aquarium. Luckily there are plenty of things in the Los Angles area that do not have a paid admission.

So we spent the morning at the Farmer's Market. Even now I believed it was not quite as good as the one back home but it's enough. Plus the weather is almost always nice so it almost never holds any plans back. The farmer's market was nice. Then we moved on to the Hollywood walk of fame.

"I wonder if you're allowed to lay on them." My mom asked aloud. I shrugged.

"I don't see why you couldn't" I answered. Then as if an instinct I just laid down. I tried not to touch the stars too weirdly because you know these were peoples acomplishments.

"Oh my god Mom!" I exclaimed happily. "Ellen's!" I have only gone through this place a couple of times and you can't possibly find everyones' in one swoop. This was my first time seeing Ellen DeGenerous's. I nearly had a spaz attack.

"Mom! MOM!" I screamed with glee.

"Anna you live here and you've never seen Ellen's star?"

"NO! MOM I'M FANGIRLING RIGHT NOW!" I laid behind Ellen's star, resting my chin on my fists. My mom sneakily took a picture as I stared at it in awe.

"Oh my gosh! Cary Grant!" My mom squealed with delight. I took a picture of her holding her thumbs up. We took pictures of us doing everything for the next couple of hours. My mom did the classic "holding up the Hollywood Sign." That was before she sassed the old man on the bus. Another character trait about the women who birthed me: She is the sassiest family member I have ever come across in my lifetime. She will sass you, and if you sass her back you will face a deathly wrath. Deathly. Not only that but she can be completely childish about it. She will use fourth grader come backs on you if she thinks of it. I remember one time she used the "I don't see you're name on it." True story. Plus if she is not acting like a 10 year old when she is upset then she will go all rebel teenage years. If there is anything my mom doesn't do is act her age.

We finished off the night at a fancy dinner and show place where my mother got completely wasted. Now a days it doesn't take much to get her drunk. Although she is hilarious when she is.

"You know what I just realized?" She slurred.

"What?" I giggled.

"Remember that show Avatar the Last Airbender?" She takes another sip of her white wine.

"Yes that show was perfect in everything single way and form then they destroyed our little fan hearts with the movie. I remember."

"Well you know how Katara fights Azula after Zuko gets hurt."

I nodded.

"Why didn't she blood bend her ass?!"

I opened my mouth but she cut me off.

"NO let me finish! Why didn't Katara blood bend her ass! She was so much powerful than Azula but no! She used her fancy ice water chain trick. I would blood bend the bitch! Tell me I'm wrong go ahead!"

I smiled at her and nodded.

"Okay mom I think that is enough wine for you..."

My mom smacked her head down on the table.

"I'm just so tired of Katara being miss goody two shoes."

"Okay mom time to go home."