OMG: barely. But the children were unrecognizable. They were perfect! They even got compliments in restaurants and from stranger. But five hours at MOA. Ugh, ugh ugh.
I tried to email this back to you but it was returned:
I am so glad that you read it. I just took it down about an hour ago, because that is one that I don't want her stumbling on...um, I keep forgetting to mention that I have a blog. She is a piece of work...means well, but, well, I'm guessing you know the drill. I ordered those books and am looking forward to reading them. I hope to get the house clean before they get here, but...
My thoughts and prayers are with you...
ReplyDeleteHonestly? I couldn't do it. Shopping with my mom alone requires the patience of a saint. (Which I'm not.)
I shudder to see you when you get back. I hope you live to tell the tale. I haven't been in a mall in two years. My last visit was THAT bad.
ReplyDeleteBut I hope you had a mall pretzel--they're my favorites.
OMG: barely. But the children were unrecognizable. They were perfect! They even got compliments in restaurants and from stranger. But five hours at MOA. Ugh, ugh ugh.
ReplyDeletereading the link about your mom makes me think we might be long lost sisters? Good luck!
ReplyDeleteI tried to email this back to you but it was returned:
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that you read it. I just took it down about an hour ago, because that is one that I don't want her stumbling on...um, I keep forgetting to mention that I have a blog. She is a piece of work...means well, but, well, I'm guessing you know the drill. I ordered those books and am looking forward to reading them. I hope to get the house clean before they get here, but...
I love your blog, Heather G.