http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/29772 The following is an actual text conversation with my friends. Here is a little background information: My two childhood friends Dee and Goocher went to the beach together this weekend. they invited me but I already had my own plans this weekend, which started off with Thursday's American Idol concert. Meanwhile, my daughter, The Princess (new knickname for her instead of Teen Twinkie) asked if she could go to the beach for the day with a friend. I'm sittin' around my kitchen hanging out with my sister having a few cocktails when I get this text: The Princess: D's sending you a picture to rub it in your face that they're at the beach and not you. LOL (Dee's face was covered to protect her identity. I don't want to blow her cover since she's in the Witness Protection Program) kidding.... Or ammmmm I? hmmmmm "Just spending da day at d beah w/ ur girl! whooo hooo!" ME sent to The Princess: "Tell her I said she's a witch!" The Princess:"LOL I already left them." ME sent to Dee and Goocher: PUNKS! Them: "Don't hate. Participate." LATER THAT EVENING.... Them: "Hav n an Ultra" My sister The Raven and her hubby were over and we were having drinks of our own so Mr. Raven laughs and says, "HERE take of picture of our bottles and text it back to them." So I did... With the text: "Sorry you skinny witches have to drink that ULTRA crap." Them: "hahahahahhaaha" But THEN... they send me a picture of the clam chowder bowl they are enjoying at my FAVORITE place in Pismo. Which is when I said, "CLAM CHOWDER? Now you've crossed the line!! I am sooooooo gonna blog about this!" Them: "whooo hoooo we'll be bakofamous!" Dang, I love those girls! They crack me the heck up!!!     The following is an actual text conversation with my friends. Here is a little background information: My two childhood friends Dee and Goocher went to the beach together this weekend. they invited me but I already had my own plans this weekend, which started off with Thursday's American Idol concert. Meanwhile, my daughter, The Princess (new knickname for her instead of Teen Twinkie) asked if she could go to the beach for the day with a friend. I'm sittin' around my kitchen hanging out with my sister having a few cocktails when I get this text: The Princess: D's sending you a picture to rub it in your face that they're at the beach and not you. LOL (Dee's face was covered to protect her identity. I don't want to blow her cover since she's in the Witness Protection Program) kidding.... Or ammmmm I? hmmmmm "Just spending da day at d beah w/ ur girl! whooo hooo!" ME sent to The Princess: "Tell her I said she's a witch!" The Princess:"LOL I already left them." ME sent to Dee and Goocher: PUNKS! Them: "Don't hate. Participate." LATER THAT EVENING.... Them: "Hav n an Ultra" My sister The Raven and her hubby were over and we were having drinks of our own so Mr. Raven laughs and says, "HERE take of picture of our bottles and text it back to them." So I did... With the text: "Sorry you skinny witches have to drink that ULTRA crap." Them: "hahahahahhaaha" But THEN... they send me a picture of the clam chowder bowl they are enjoying at my FAVORITE place in Pismo. Which is when I said, "CLAM CHOWDER? Now you've crossed the line!! I am sooooooo gonna blog about this!" Them: "whooo hoooo we'll be bakofamous!" Dang, I love those girls! They crack me the heck up!!!     en-us