I also remember on Sunday's we always went to my Gigi's for Sunday dinner after church. Of course we took "play clothes" to change into. As we would leave the church parking lot I'd already have slipped into my jeans or shorts and taken off that dress and those God forsaken patent leather shoes, and into my PF Fliers or my boots, and be looking for my hat. All the while Mom saying, can you not wait til we get to Gigi's?
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