I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".
Friday, September 26, 2008
Pretzels
Pretzels anyone? I think baby Kizzy is on to something. People are always trying to come up with clever ways of serving things at baby showers. I think instead of pretzels, it would be a great server for dip. Maybe . . . french onion?
2 comments:
Sick, I love it.
*brf*
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