My mom and I went to a slumber party together Saturday night.
No, I’m not talking about sleeping bags and popcorns, People… we went to THIS kind of Slumber Party.
Mind you, Mom and I have always been very close… and more like friends than mother and daughter… but even so, I’m thinking we really crossed the line on this one.
And I was even further convinced that the line had been crossed when, over coffee the next morning, Mom asked me how Nick liked “my purchases” from the night before.
I will never be the same. As my friend Angie would say: Someone please hold me!