We arrived in after late night shopping Clearwater to find her, arm in sling on the couch doing her homework. I tried not to laugh out loud. I am sure this was just for my benefit, so I asked her how she was, and did all the oohing and aaahing in all the right places. She was a happy person then because we had food. There was an argument before with Mammy2 before she came out to pick me up. There was no food in the house, apparently. No food covers no pizza and no munchies. There was plenty of food just none of it she liked.
Shopping at 8 o'clock in the evening, you'd think the place would be quiet enough, but it was fairly busy. Do people not sleep anymore? I reckon if you dropped in at 12 there would be people wandering around like extras from Shaun of the dead standing starring at the 2 for 1 and trying to figure out if the REALLY needed more shower gel. We are a sucker for those promotions, its because she works her way through more toiltries in an average day then you'd have hot dinners.
Now we bulk buy and hide it. The poor middle drawer in our chest of drawers is weighed down with more shower gel and shampoo. It works well, because she will had 'her list' over to us. This puts the fear of god into us most times. It will have regular stuff like Time Outs and Snax crips and then she'll come along with something like 3 eye pencils.
That is a sight to behold, 2 lesbians in the makeup section trying to decipher what's an eye pencil and what's not. You'd think one of the assistents would take pity on us and offer to help. Luckily Mammy2 is more au fait with this sort of thing then I would be. I am afraid to ask how come.
Today was supposed to be a half day, but at 8.40ish I get a Call Me, which is basically here way of saying, I couldn't be bothered wasting my credit, get in touch. I rang her.
"Shelly, today was supposed to be a half day, but now we have to stay in until 2. Can you write me a note or tell them to let me go at lunch time?"
Silence from my end. Did she think I came down in the last shower?
"Well, you're in there now, you might as well stay until 2"
I could feel the glare coming down the phone.
"Fine"
"Grand, bye"
I love these sisterly chats we have.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
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