I'm testing my second post in one day to see what happens...
This day was one big sidetrack. To start with, I wasn't in the mood for pancakes--probably because I ate Cheerios at 4 in the morning. And even though DH made them and they smelled good, he had to put them in the oven to "warm" (grow crusty) and go somewhere with our son; just not the same as fresh off the skillet with a kiss and some conversation. I'm not even sure I had breakfast.
Then I barely watched that football game. It was on, I caught the replayed highlights, but unlike last year's game, we didn't have any guests over and we DID have a toddler. Yes, baby is toddling, ever since the latter half of October. Jennifer, SHE's my pistol, I think!
Okay, so then it gets worse. I surmounted my dread of malls to take my DD9 to a Build-a-Bear Workshop birthday party. I felt it was a good opportunity to buy some winter things for my other children while waiting for her. Even my 12yo son wanted to pick out his own sweater...(WTH?!?!)
Well, taking a pre-teen boy shopping for clothes is not the best way to improve the parental-child relationship. He thought "sweater" meant "hoody" and was not helpful in the dress clothes department. at. all.
I physically can't leave a mall fast enough. Who else feels like I do? All I see is stuff that will shortly be in a land-fill. And rivers of people, some of whom have debt collectors breathing down their necks. I was sure one of us were going to be run over by the stroller trains in the food court. I'm positively grinchy about this, people!
But at least the Buckeyes won.
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oh my.....i certainly do detest the mall. it's nothing but an anxiety attack waiting to happen!
i find myself anxious with the crowds, and depressed seeing people load up on stuff they don't need.
there's only one reason for me to ever venture to the mall, and that is chick-fil-a!
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