let's hear it for Mom and UPS

Thanks to my Mom, I'm not wearing sweats to the CMA's.

After fretting over the fact that I waited until the last minute to find something to wear, Mom came through and told me about a dress that she could have overnighted to her bridal and prom studio at Something Old Something New.

I loved it, especially the color, and just as Mom held my hand at the age of 13 when I got the worst haircut of my life, she again saved me.

Sure beats a track suit.

Thanks, Mom!