I don't do a lot of dressing up, so I wore some old heels (20+ yrs) to church on Christmas Eve. Throughout the service I kept noticing black gravely debris all over the floor beneath me - more and more of it, until just before time to stand for communion I discovered that the soles of my shoes were literally disintegrating!
Even with the missing pieces I was able to hobble up to the altar - thank goodness I was seated up near the front - and when seated again, I gently and nonchalantly scooshed the pieces of my shoes under my pew.
Maybe I was being divinely inspired to laugh at myself instead of crying!
Monday - kitchen closed
Tuesday - Pulled Pork Sweet Potato, salad {on call}
Wednesday - Crockpot Green Curry Chicken, rice, broccoli {work 'til 3 p.m., then on-call}
Thursday - Crispy Crusted Tilapia, twice baked potato, salad {telehealth appt., take Christmas decor down}
Friday - Turkey Pasta Soup {grocery shop}
Saturday and Sunday - kitchen closed
Gina
2 comments:
I had a pair of Clark's closed toe mules that had the same heal, I had selected them from a girlfriend's over populated shoe stash. First time I wore them to a quilter's boot camp, by the time I unloaded my car and set up my workstation, I had a trail of rubbery crumbs. Happy shoe shopping!
Happy new year! I look forward to dropping by for a look-see and getting to know you!
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