Lisa's post about Anthropology and other retailers current problems inspired this.
Don't call me Granny. I'm a great-aunt and a great-grandmother. Clearly, although I am no "spring chicken," (one of my Mom's expressions) you can draw your own conclusions as to my maturity.
This is me with my great-nephew last Thanksgiving. The boy has an older brother with similar red hair. Wearing Paige Verdugo jeans, EF black tunic, NM Last Call cashmere cardi, and Munro tiger striped shoes. Oh, and Marco Bicego necklace.
He helped put my feet up on the sides, but my knees really don't bend well anymore. He also insisted I could ride backwards, but there were two steps down to the family room, and I declined.
My sister challenged me to post this on Facebook. What do you guys think?
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