fucking c*nt, I hope she gets hit by a big truck.

I went out all by my big girl self and took my kids to the Portland children's museum. So worth it, I am dropping 100 bucks on a membership cus at twenty one dollars a pop, I may as well. If you ever visit Portland you have to go, its amazing!

So I never have been to the museum and I have never attempted to take a seven month old and a two year old and a three year old by myself on the bus or train because well, they just get all kinds of disruptive and pull the cord and want to stand up and throw temper tantrums every time the bus stops or the train because they wanna get off, but today I said screw sitting around the house and lets go.

I lost Kim once at the museum, but I found her rather quickly. We closed the mother down, we had a ball! Even Miho Man.I bought some hydrogenated vegetable oil and high fructose corn syrup out of the vending machine and we departed sad to go but geeked to get our membership come Tuesday.

The train ride back to the transit center was cool. I fed the kids their crappy little snacks and smushed them up so my famished baby had something to eat. Hes pee leaked all over me, and my bag was kicked by Kim and landed on its side spilling contents all over. I lost some quarters and a binky and whatever. My kids got into a arguement, whatever. I thought about changing Miho but thought it was so against social graces. I thought I should post that on hipmama. would you do it?

So we get back to the hOllywood transit center and there are all these cops I guess and I ignore them. I am not very familiar with taking the Max, I didn't know what the hell was up. So as I am walking past a cop who is talking to some suit, this female officer yells at me, "MAM! MAM! YOU HAVE TO STOP!!" I am like, oh okay. " Wheres your ticket?" Oh, its one of these ticket raids. Then shes like, "Wheres your ID?" I don't have ID. My old man has my ID still from last night from cashing the tax return. He scooped it up while I bought diapers at Walmart last night. ( whatever its walmart our bank won't cash it but told us to go)
So I have a large cloth diaperbag , I let go of my kids and they start BOLTING all over the median. Yeah, like baby splat time. I am trying to get my kids together, get this ticket and I am just not finding it. I have to empty out the contents of the bag and ticket just aint there. All the while I am doing this, bitch is writing a ticket to this suit and my kids are getting dangerously close to the tracks. I finaly can't take it and I had told the lady, I mean the bitch my name and address, and I am walking away taking the kids to sit at the steps of the transit center, and I tell her this. As I am walking away, fucking bitch starts calling my name with so much ANGER, like WTF? I told her " Look, I know you are doing your job here, by my kids aren't going to get hit by a train in the meantime." Well my kids sitting on the steps went over like a lead balloon and they are so ready to go home. They don't want to sit, they want to go towards home. Cop comes over and I say, 'theres my bus!" because its been like three to five minutes that shes been dicking around after I gavce her my name. She smiled. The fucking cunt smiled. I told her my bag dumped out and if I was realistical trying to get away with anything why wouldn't I give her a false name? I said, "please, I don't want to miss my bus!" And my three year old says, " Oh no! Miss the bus???" And starts running up the stairs, I run after her and tell her she has to sit down. Shes crying and saying, " I don't want to miss the bus, I wanna see my daddy." She jumps up and bolts and starts running up the stairs and you know what that cunt did? She won't believe it:

She mother fucking blocked me from chasing after my child.

She blocked me! Yes, On purpose.

My three year old is running into a transit station surrounded by all kinds of god knows who, and wanting to GET ON A FUCKING BUS BY A BUSY ROAD and this fat ass fucking bitch is trying to keep ME AWAY FROM MY CHILD!

I say, "My kid is running away! I have to get my kid" And I am yelling her name. Now my two year old is crying and calling for the three year old. What the fuck lady, are you writing a disertation? The cop just says in a command tone, "Don't run after her. Make her sit on the steps." She on her own accord gets about 2/3 way up the steps and looks freaked out and starts comming down, cop doesn't know this because her pro-wrestler sized back is turned. She says, " You need to control your children" I said, "what? Are you kidding me? They are two and three and " As I am saying this, my two year old just out of nowehere says, "SHHHHHHUUUUT UPPPPP, YOOOOOOOOOOUUUU" and smacks her on the knee. I ask the cop if her name was on the ticket. She says, "Yep." and now the two year old decides to walk away. This time she lets me by and wants to tell me all about how i am screwed and I said, "yeah, yeah." She says, " Its a 94 dollar citation." As I was walking away, I said, " BITCH!"

Guess what, My husband just came home I guess my bus ticket was good for the MAX! I showed this to her in the beginning!

We may be calling an attorney.