March 07, 2005


So, I get this call on Sunday afternoon. From a sister-in-law whom I never chat with on a regular basis. It seems she's in town. With her sisters and one of my nieces.

And where might they be spending their time during their visit to the Twin Cities?

Why, the Mall of Gomorrah, of course.

I have to go over and visit them today. For the sake of family.

{Insert long, rolling shudder here}

I would rather slit my wrists than go to the Mega Mall. And I'm Catholic and believe suicide is a sin, so what does that tell you about how much I loathe the place?

Alas. The things one must put up with for family.

I should have stories of rampant consumerism to relate when I return from the hinterlands of East Bloomington.

Related side note: this guest blogging thing comes in handy when you need to vent about something you wouldn't want your mother to read! Woohoo!

Posted by Kathy at March 7, 2005 01:00 AM

Whoa, that was strange. I *thought* I'd clicked on the Llamas link, but now I'm eating cake.... I need to keep up more with who's blogging where!
Have fun here :)

Posted by: Adrianne Truett at March 7, 2005 11:26 AM

I was dragged kicking and screaming to The Mall by TFR, who's a Twin Cities native. I was surprised by how enjoyable it was once I got there. For one thing, because of its size, it is not limited to the cookie-cutter set of chain stores found in most malls. sure, those were there, but there were also plenty of one-off specialty shops, including a hot sauce shop that had me weeping (for joy and with pain). It's not as bad as it sounds, really.

Posted by: Brian B at March 7, 2005 02:12 PM
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