"Just so you know, I am not dressing up for Joseph tonight," I tell my mother, who is fixing herself up in the master bedroom's bathroom. "He doesn't need the encouragement."
"You are going to dinner!" Mom says to me.
"We are going to [name of restaurant], it's little more than a buffet," I respond, raising my voice slightly.
"That doesn't matter, you are going to dinner," she says as she comes out of the bathroom. She looks at me, "How many times have I told you that those boots do not go with those pants? At least pull the pant leg down over the boots."
"Mom, you can't. They're skinny jeans."
"Then wear another pair of pants!"
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