My mom and I had originally planned to go to the beach today, but those plans got ruined when it decided to rain all day. No matter though. Since we had both set aside time in our schedules for today, my mom came down to visit me instead.
We are quite the pair when we are together. Like two peas in a pod. We first went to the thrift store downtown and looked at a bunch of clothes. We occupied the two dressing rooms and we were just yelling all these random utterances back and forth through the wall, like, “Ooooooh,” “Niiiiice,” “Ehhhhh,” “Oh no, oh no, these are not the ones,” etc. People on the outside probably thought we were nuts, but it made sense to me. I walked away with two new shirts and a pair of dress capris for The Counseling Center in the fall, as well as a grey lifeguard hoodie. Not bad.
We had lunch at Olive Garden, and the waiter kept calling us “ladies.” We had him grate like an entire block of cheese on our salad. He didn’t mind; he said cheese was his favorite food. Since we didn’t order dessert, he brought us like a mound of Andes candies instead. Good man. Good, good man. He got a nice tip.
I think we kind of stuffed our faces, because as we were walking in the parking lot my mom was like, “My waist is gone!” and “Oh, I’m so flubbery!” John says this is where I get it from—making up words that don’t really exist but seem to make perfect sense anyway.
We also went to Marshall’s and I bought an adorable bistro table and chairs set for our patio. I have been looking for one of these for a loooong time and finally found the perfect one. I called John and texted him a picture of it to see if he would let me buy it. I got the sense that he didn’t really like it at all, but he let me get it because I really wanted it. He spoils me like that :-). So my mom went to find a sales associate while I guarded it with my life looking all mean to keep the other shoppers away from my prize. When the manager came back to take it up front and hold for us while we finished shopping I was like, “Don’t let anyone else have this! It’s mine!” And it was mine, suckas.
(It looks better in real life!)
Then my mom and I went to feed the ducks at the park. They were insane today, all fighting for the pieces of bread we were tossing them and biting and chasing each other and stuff. We stopped at a gas station and bought the cheapest loaf ever—it was like $1, and fed them the whole thing. We figured out that if you toss a bread crumb onto one goose’s back, like five other ducks will jump on it to get the bread. Completely evil, I know, but we discovered it by accident.
It was getting ready to storm while we were out there, and the wind picked up heavily, so we started throwing whole pieces of bread in the water to finish out the bag. (that was fun to watch—what a frenzy!) We picked up all of our stuff and started screaming and running for the car. I was like, “We’re going to die! We’re going to die!” and the wind actually blew the rubber band out of one of the pigtails in my hair. So then I was screaming, “My pigtail is gone!” and my mom was like, “We’re not going back for it! Run!” Yeah. Once we got in the car my mom was like, “How are we going to get out of here?” It was like, “What?!” but like, “I don’t know!” at the same time. It started raining but we were already on the way home so I think we were safe.
I haven’t set up the bistro set yet because of the rain, but maybe later John will get it out of the trunk and put it up for me. It is perfect. I wish my mom could have stayed longer though. But she had to go home to cook dinner. I don’t know what, if anything, I will be cooking tonight. I might get a special date to Taco Bell. That would be sweet.
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Us…
