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Am I Insane?

Ok, don't answer that question. No, really. It's ok.

Tomorrow, we're going to the MOA. With the kids. Should be fun. At least that's what I keep telling myself. My aunt is coming in from Wausau with a busload of people from work to do some holiday shopping. I'm assuming that's why they all decided to get together and ride a bus for 4 hours. She wasn't going to come if we couldn't go out to meet her and who am I to deny her?

I love Baba. She's the only person besides my father that I'm related to that I can say anything to. She knows when something's wrong and always listens when I bitch. It's usually about stuff that I'd be mortified about if some people knew. That's the great thing about being so close to an aunt like her. She doesn't judge, she doesn't make me feel bad for saying the things I feel and most importantly? She doesn't tell! Bwahahaha!

At any rate, I'm very excited to see her and the kids are pumped to. Just don't tell them that Nickelodeon is building some rides there including a Spongebob one I'm sure. Yes, I know the park at the MOA is floor level and you really can't miss it but I'll be doing my damnedest to divert their attention elsewhere. Even it means leaving with 18 bags of stuff that will look useless when we get home. It's the small price I pay.

Or large price. Meh.

Comments

Mandy said…
yes... yes you are. i cant imagine. call if you need backup. :) hahaha
Les Becker said…
I agree. Nuts 'n Crackers. If I had to do that, I would abandon the wee'uns at the SpongeBob ride and find the nearest pub.

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