Malling it with a teenage girl

I’d love to write today. My muse has been pummeling me to write write write on this book. But I’m taking my almost 16 year old daughter to the mall today (her birthday is next week).

I’m a shopper. I love the mall. I love fashion. I live for shoes. I can marathon shop all day. But she exhausts me and has way more stamina than I do. It’s almost like a challenge just to see if I can keep up with her.

Pray for me *g*