Last night after our Christmas Feast I silently vowed that I would not eat anything at all today. And I’ll have you know that I kept that vow until approximately 8:30 this morning when I devoured two pieces of fried Jimmy Dean sausage. Because obviously I like to start my day with a healthy, low-fat breakfast.
But as it turned out, I needed the protein. Mama, Sister and I shopped for most of the day, and even when Mama decided she’d had enough, Sister and I persevered. In fact, I think we broke our previous record for time spent shopping in TJ Maxx (we clocked in right at three hours), and we went to Steinmart(s) not once but twice. You should expect no less.
My best deal of the day was a pair of shoes that were 80% off – I paid a whopping $9.99 for them. I was so excited when I found them that I stood right there in the Steinmart(s) shoe department and proclaimed, “IT’S A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!”
The woman standing next to us started to laugh and said that she was also hoping to find a Christmas miracle on the clearance rack, but she didn’t think she was going to get one since they didn’t seem to have her size.
In retrospect, I believe that Sister and I should have joined hands with that sweet woman right there in the shoe department and prayed for her miracle. We missed a real opportunity for ministry. And the Lord will hold us accountable for that.
Also, as a brief aside: total number of times Sister and I have sung “O Holy Night” in a key that defies the laws of music: 74. We have also done a good bit of dancing.
Anyhoo, I must go now. If their maniacal laughter is any indication, my hubby and Sister’s hubby are waging a top-notch campaign against some rogue alien armies on the Xbox, and I would hate to miss history in the making. It is sure to be a tender Christmas memory.
OH! One more thing! Yesterday morning when the little man walked into our living room and saw his presents, he paused for a second at the top of the steps and then said, “WELL MY WORD.”
We’re thinking of changing his name to Papaw.