One morning I walked and walked all around the Galleria Mall Shopping Plaza parking lot looking for my car. It was no where to be found. I went to Mall Security and as we were headed out the door once again, my friend Sandy walked up to us and said "where the hell have you been, I've been everywhere looking for you, I came out of the bathroom and you were gone." I somehow, during a Senior moment forgot I rode there with her and we'd stopped in the food court for a snack. When done she went to the bathroom and I spaced out and left looking for my car. Now thats really scary. In my own defense I have to tell you I am a loner and rarely ever go shopping with anyone, old habits die hard and she has yet to let me live that down...Maybe I was thinking about Paul Newman???