We are about 1 and 1/2 miles from one of the most fabulous shopping centers on the face of the earth. It has a food court with every conceivable type food. It has an entire level devoted to my favorite restaurants. I can't even begin to describe the stores it includes such as Macy's and Neiman Marcus. The others don't sell anything I really want or can afford. I think Ray would draw the line at the $3,000 purses. Steve the hairdresser is about at the margin of his endurance. That leads me to my question: How can a man who can spend days in a glittering casino pushing a button on a machine watching for the 3 red sevens, not have an attention span longer than 20 minutes in the mall??????? (This includes the time spent eating at the food court.) He literally is sauntering around asking me if "I'm about ready to go" before I find the department I want to shop in. I almost panic and shut down because I know I have such limited time.. He also has esp. I have never checked out of a store in my entire life without the phone ringing. He must have put some sort of alarm on my wallet. Anyway, I am going to start going without him, but will probably need a map of the mall and have to end up calling him to come get me out. It would be so embarrasing.