we will always remember.

I hate shopping. If you know me you know this. Those of you who don't know me...well....I hate seriously hate shopping.

That being established I am sure you all know how very excited I was to go shopping yesterday with my daughter. {feel the sarcasm, my friends} It's not the spending time with my daughter that is the problem. I love doing that. It's the SHOPPING! As we are traveling down the freeway we are laughing and chattering away and the time passes quickly.

Then my daughter turns to me and says "Have we passed the mall?" LMAO! I look around and say "I think we may have." WTF? We are baffled as to how we managed to do that. It's not like we were talking and laughing all that much. Or were we??? We drive for a bit more and see another mall which we KNOW is farther West than the one we were planning to go to. We decided to hit that mall 1.we were there. b. So was the mall. and iii. we needed a ladies room. And who knows, I might actually find a dress there and we could just go home after that.

Well, no such luck on the dress thing and we did not like this mall at all. We commented many times that we could not figure out what the mystique was that supposedly surrounds this mall. It is "the" mall to go to. WhatEV. I think the people who think that are smoking something.

Leaving the mall we head back the way we came and soon arrive in the area of our original destination. I say "so what exit are we looking for exactly?" She laughs and says "I can't remember." LMAO! This is truly a case of the blonde leading the blonde.

We start concentrating on exits and see one labeled "Haven." That sounds good. It makes perfect sense. It should be the exit because the Mall is our Haven. Right?
NOT! *giggle*

We got off on Haven and it all kinda looks familiar. Or does it? We see a sign that says "mall this way" and follow it. We don't see the mall. We keep seeing the sign as we drive. We must be going the right way. Then we see it. YAY! And we see the exit sign. It was the exact one we debated in the beginning and decided that it was not the right one. Milliken. Not Haven.

Silly blonde girls. We should have trusted our instinct. After all....Everyone knows that the Mall could never be MY Haven seeing as I hate to shop. We will never forget the exit for the mall. Our shopping trip was completely unsuccessful but we will always remember that:

The Mall is our Milliken. {can you hear the blondes giggling???}