GUESS WHO'S NOT SHOPPING, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAA. GUESS WHO'S DRINKING MULLED WINE INSTEAD?
The ladies (mother, grandmother, and auntie) left at 8:00 a.m. this morning, hoping to be home at 2:00. This was not, I repeat, not supposed to be a shop-'til-you-drop [yes, that's what my oh-so-clever-and-lyrically-minded family calls it.] day, but it appears to have become one. I was feeling rather clairvoyant this morning, which is why I told my mom I'd bet the farm on them not returning until after supper. Lady is 30 minutes away from owing me a farm. Just sayin'.