So yesterday morning around 11:00 my mom came over for a visit.
We had coffee, I cut her hair, then she took Macy shopping for a few hours.
They got back to our house later in the afternoon and my mom said to me,
"OH. You haven't gotten dressed yet?"
Me,
"Yes, I'm dressed...this is the outfit I picked out for today!"
We had coffee, I cut her hair, then she took Macy shopping for a few hours.
They got back to our house later in the afternoon and my mom said to me,
"OH. You haven't gotten dressed yet?"
Me,
"Yes, I'm dressed...this is the outfit I picked out for today!"
Cute tee-shirt with flannel pajama bottoms.
Hello, comfort!
Hello, comfort!
She really did teach me better than that.
Like the time when I was about 16 and she was shocked
that I was going out on a date (with K-man) and my toenails
weren't polished, even though I was wearing sandals.
I knew better.
I've just gone off the deep in in rebellion.
I'm a mess.