Wakey, Wakey
Normally only a screaming child can get me up at the crack of dawn. Oh, and some morning love.
Today I'm up for an entirely different reason. My friend Dorothy invited me to a *special sale* at Macy*s. You know how some women are Born to Shop? I'm not one of them. So what's the motivating factor for dragging my ass to a mall at an ungodly hour when I'd rather sleep and nurse a sore throat?
- Rock bottom prices...
No.
- Quality time with a girlfriend...
That happens when I drag her ass to a political rally.
- A house full of relatives and two screaming children looking for attention every five minutes...
Bingo.
I'm going to pop some Airborne and take off. How many other moms are out there, speeding away from the suburbs and blasting Kanye West - hazy, but happy to be free? If only for a few hours.
1 Comments:
Kanye West? Come on. You know all you moms love the Celine Dion. Don't try to front.
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