Thursday, November 15, 2012
This morning I was trying to get my mind around cooking next week for Thanksgiving. The girls and I talked about what we would be fixing next week. The girls are the best cooks. They make every thing from scratch. I cheat a lot. I buy mixes and stuff because I have become more of a hurry-up-feed-the-masses-so I can get on with life kind of cook.
That saying used to scare me so bad, but now, I see what it means is that, the trials that come, only help me to keep my eyes open to the joy that I would take for granted. I would squander and not be grateful for the gifts I am daily given, if not for the hard times that make the good times that illuminant life.
I needed new underwear and I went to the store to buy some. I was trying to find my size and I couldn't read the back of the package. I took a package off the shelf and I walked over to the woman who was working in that department. I said, " Could you help me?" I said, I can't read the back of this."
She looked me up and down and looked at the package I handed her. She looked back at the package and said, " Honey, what are you wanting to get this size for?" She said, " Girl you are goin' to be walkin' down the street, and you are goin, to walk right out of these." Then she called the lady who was working down the aisle to come "over there and look at this."
The other lady walked over and looked me up and down and the first lady showed the second lady the package I had handed her. " The second lady looked really concerned and said, " Honey why do you want that big of a size for? You want to sleep in them or something?" I said no, but I just didn't know what size to get because I couldn't see, so they got the size I needed.
They made me laugh and as I stood there and they were telling stories about when their underwear fell down in church and at different places. I thought maybe I would just take them clothes shopping with me next time because they made me feel so skinny not to mention they were just fun. I knew that day, I need to do something about my eyes.
My husband keeps telling me how much nicer it will be to see again. I am just a bit skeptical. I think that is why I stopped shopping, because there isn't always someone to see the back of the package for me.
Life is always an adventure.
Thanks for visiting today,