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Me, calling after dropping Faith at school: "Ma, you want me to pick you up for breakfast?"
Mom: "I'm in Auntie Julie's car! We are going to JB! Bye bye!"
Me: "Wait what?"
Even a fractured left knee can't stop my mother from going out.
Posted on Tuesday, April 08, 2014 at 04:23 PM in Musings | Permalink