While it didn't snow on us like it did last time, it rained off and on.
One of the main victories of my parents' visit was that I endured the torture and triumph of shopping for, trying on, and eventually buying three of the worst things to shop for that every woman needs (jeans, a bra, and a swimsuit) and I found two of the three in York.
TMI? Sorry.
I was really pumped to find them after minimal dressing room tears and then have them gifted to me by my mom and dad. May "I'll get it for your 30th birthday!" never end...
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By the way, York is one of my favorite North England towns. Let's hear it for a city that has an archbishop titled "Primate of England", but not titled "Primate of All England", just to make sure that someone gets precedence among equals.
Cheers.
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