Me, My Mom and some Hooker Boots

Thursday I had a Dr apt with my Specialist 40 mins from Lafayette, so my Mom went with me to keep me company and be an extra set of ears. Turns out it was a pretty boring apt, just checking in on me and my new meds, so her ears weren't needed, but I did really enjoy the company! She picked me up from work and we drove to the Dr's office and had a really nice time chatting! She showed me her fancy new electornic but alas there was no wi-fi in the office.

So we spent most of our time in the waiting room discussing new furniture that I'm hoping to get for my new home in July! So that was alot of fun! Dr was running behind but I didn't mind at all! It was nice to spend some time with my Momma just chatting.

I had to laugh because she was wearing what I call her "Hooker Boots". I told her that unless she is a Kardashian, over the knee boots only mean one thing! She did not agree with me.

It was pretty funny to see the difference in our footwear. I was wearing my old man shoes, that are SOOOO SOFT! I love them! Even if people did say that they looked like slippers. They are shoes and I love them!

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