February 19 (just keep walking)
Can you believe my luck? I've been needing some new walking/hiking shoes. Rob was practically sitting on me to get me to promise to buy really good ones. I happened to be in my favorite department store one day and because I love boots I checked to see if any second-hand beauties were waiting for me. I happened to find these Børns, brand-spankin' new, just my size, and über-comfortable, for eight bucks. Eight! Bucks! (I found a few other amazing things that I seriously needed the same way that day; I call these answer-to-prayer thrift store sessions "shopping with Jesus." And I totally mean it.) Over the weekend, I ran into an old friend while wearing these, and she said, "Oh, those are rich girl shoes." I love the irony. I have no idea what rich girls wear, nor am I terribly concerned, but . . . eight bucks? Eight! Bucks! Ha!
Hey. Hey. Look at my feet. I'm a rich girl.
Today I put some miles on my rich girl shoes. I honestly would have walked all day and never turned for home, if the opportunity had been there. The nervous energy certainly was. Every little chance I got, I slipped out of the house and walked, hard. They say walking builds brain cells. Right, left, right, left, right, left. Hup, hup.
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I love "shopping with Jesus!" That kills me, and it's just the right phrase! And speaking of "Rich girls..." That reminded me of when Rich's brother Mark came to visit and saw our new house for the first time. He walked in and said, "MMMM, it smells like Rich People in here." Of course there are no rich people anywhere near here (seein's how we all had to BUILD OUR RICH-SMELLING HOUSES OURSELVES), so it was really funny. Unless he was making a pun on my husband's name, in which case, yes, we are all indeed very proud to be Rich ('s) People. LOVE YOU, Auntie Gee!
I remember when you were pregnant and it was NOT a good idea to to smell like a Rich person. I seem to recall you saying he had to brush his teeth all the time in order to be around you . . . .
Looks like you got a great deal!!
If walking builds brain cells, what does running do?
Hmm, sorry, Scott. I'll have to walk a little more before I can formulate an answer to that very interesting question.
I love the "shopping with Jesus" phrase, too.
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