Scenes from a Mall

I sit here typing to you in my pj's - up on a Sunday morning, with a cup of breakfast tea cooling in me largest Starbucks mug.

I've no intention of dressing today - or doing anything - so this could be a very long blog post.

The pilgrims are STILL on the porch - lit - fyi.

Glenco and I have decided to take our Sunday's off completely.

Go get a drink - I'll wait.

Are you back?

I've been pinning.

Don't get me started.

Law.

I'm hooked - and if I actually do all of the ideas I've pinned - I will in fact deserve a reward.

In fact - I do believe I'm going to make a board that says "I DID this!"

Glenco's still in bed.

It's 9:36 in the ay em.

It's raining - and it's gloomy.

Which I suppose it's normal to be gloomy when it's raining -

 

You know my last post about being dark and twisty?

Well today I'm bright and straight.

I know what you are thinking - 'this gal needs meds'.

Nah, I just need to stop thinking so much.

But this post is about the mall -

Now this is a scene that you would NEVER see ever -

me, with girlfriends - smiling in the mall

This is more what you would see if you brought me in a mall

Terror - anxiety - and an all around 'let's get the heck out of here' mood.

Just the mention of 'the mall' aged me by 30 years!

Yesterday.

YESTERDAY - a December Saturday - I went to the mall with the AlmostManChild.

I really should stop calling him the BoyChild - but it's hard.

I'm still in awe of how much I enjoyed the mall.

So much to look at!

So much to smell!

It was fantastic!

I was calm - not a care in the world.

I'm just so different now.
Not a smidge of anxiety since I'm wheat-free.

(more on that later - a lot more)

Oh the fun we had!

Aaron is some good company - I just have to tell you that.

There's never a moment of silence between us - there's laughing til we cry - and I can ask the AlmostManChild anything and he tells me the truth.

Case in point -

 I'm going to a lovely symphony concert in Wisconsin next weekend and I want to dress up.

I thought of an outfit like this:

But my calves are still really chunky - and I'm self conscious.

Aaron told me it would be best if I didn't sport the pencil skirt.

His exact words "I'm not telling you this to hurt your feelings - but your legs still need some work - wear your black slacks"

I had asked Glenco the same question and he said "You need to dress for the weather - what if there's snow? Don't wear a skirt and heels".

:-/

Something has changed in Aaron in the last couple of weeks.

I can't put my finger on it - but it's like he's blossomed.

It might have something to do with this:

I ADORE my new brother-in-law.

Ah. Door.

Aaron's cutting all of his blue hair off (oh, you didn't know it was blue?) and going back to his natural hair color.

He's always been vibrant and full of life - but now - it's like he's glowing. 
He didn't meet a stranger in the mall - having conversations with the sales associates like they were his best friends.

Anything I needed - he was on it -

"we need these in a 9 1/2"

"excuse me - where are the gloves at ?"

"Marmie - you don't need those Elmo underwear"

Did you KNOW they had Elmo underwear?

I surely didn't.

I'm convinced the boy is going to take terrific care of me in my silver years.

In fact, I declare that he'll be going all Shirley MacClaine from "Terms of Endearment" if I ever end up in a hospital.

It makes me smile to think about it.

It makes me so happy to know that I'm healthy, and living a lifestyle that will insure that I get to spend as much time with him as possible.

He's growing up right before my eyes.

I have the best, deep down feeling inside my belly about his life.

He may be flunking algebra - but in the grand scheme of things -

he's on the Honor Roll of life.

I absolutely couldn't be prouder of him.