I just got off the phone with my mom, finalizing plans for vacation. Despite that I was telling her exactly what she wanted to hear (I've made plans to transport that cooler; I'm picking up Memaw early Friday morning; I'm not going to bother her with coming down there a day early), but still she felt it was necessary to tell me how important these things were -- over and over again.
When I got off the phone, Skeeter said, "I think the Nag-O-Meter is on high right now. She sounded like the teacher from Charlie Brown."
Yep. That Nag-O-Meter is on full volume. She's going to drive me crazy before we leave.
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