Whooooooooo wants pictures?! I've posted the less salacious bits from Saturday evening in the galleria.
Yesterday was intoxicating. Keira and I embarked on our journey, first to Ridgedale Mall where we completely, utterly, and totally felt our age. It wasn't until AFTER we got there that we remembered it was President's Day and every child old enough to walk was at the mall as well. It was Limited, Express, Origins, Godiva, Artsy Things, Victoria's Secret, and one or ten other forgettable spots. We made out with a significant amount of booty, mostly after the delishious Big Bowl feast we had for lunch.
The ENTIRE rest of the afternoon (3:00 - 7:00) was spent at several fabric stores and a Wal-Mart purchasing knitting and crafting materials. That was a lie. We really only shopped for a half hour. The rest of the time was spent driving through every single suburb looking for fatty needles.
We found them. Was there any doubt?
Keira's gone now... *heavy sigh and weak whine* The rest of the week is brining homework and Under the Tuscan Sun. It's all the small things that make my stomach flip. Everything is wonderful...