So I was at cocktail party the other night with my sister and some of her coworkers when I saw my phone was ringing.
I looked and saw it was my mother.
"Hello?" I said.
"Deana, where are you?" my mom said.
"What do you mean?"
"It's 7:00 pm, are you still at work?"
I shake my head. "Uh, no Mom. I told you I was going to a happy hour thing after work."
"Oh, I must've forgot. We've been sitting here waiting for you to come home so we can eat dinner."
When my phone conversation ended, a few people were looking at me.
"Yes, that was my mother wondering why I wasn't home for dinner..."
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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