My mother and I were supposed to have a date this evening. Just a nice little mother-daughter go out to eat kind of thing. Well, it was a rather spur of the moment idea and about half-way through my day I was reminded of a double date Shane and I were supposed to have with a couple of his friends.
The situation turned into an all-out mother daughter smack down (not physically of course only verbally) and it ended up being a rushed trip to a local fast-food joint.
I hate to say it but I was really looking forward to hanging out with my mother. We haven't been able to find the time in months and I miss her. I guess we'll just have to re-schedule. Part of me wants to fake sick tomorrow like a kid in middle school. But, as Shane needlessly reminded me, that is not what grown women do.
Sometimes I just want to say poop to the entire grown up thing.
Neverland is sounding rather grand to me.
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