Last night I went shopping.
The kind that doesn't involve a shopping cart and groceries. The kind where you browse and linger. The kind where you try on clothes and matching shoes. The kind where you aren't trying to keep 3 kids quiet with pretzels and lollipops.
That's right. The kind of shopping that only takes place when you're ALONE.
And what a pleasure it was.
Don't get me wrong: I love my kids so much that it brings tears to my eyes. I love my kids. But I'll tell you, last night, "real store" shopping brought tears to my eyes too. Yes. It was that good.
My house guests said I could go again tonight. Ahhh. Don't pinch me, lest I discover its only a dream!!