Bet you didn't know I bought and then returned and got something else for you. Maybe even three times. Because I thought THAT thing would be the best thing. Once I even drove over to [a store] from [our duplex in a completely different area] to get in on the best price and while they still had one (whatever it was). Did I say it was 12:00 at night? This was the year stores started to be open 24 hours. Fortunately, you were still sleeping when I got home.Ahh, the good ol' days of the 1980s. Sometimes I'm amazed my siblings and I survived at all. But she was right; I did not know that.
Wherein we discuss writing, literature, language, rhetoric, knitting, acting, sci-fi, fantasy, and living in one of America's most dangerous cities.
Saturday, December 16, 2017
The Good Ol' Days...of Parental Abandonment
And now an excerpt from my mom's holiday email:
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