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On Country Girls, Department Stores & Turning 40
You can take the girl out of the country but, you know the rest.
It’s a near-perfect day. Fall has made a grand entrance, bringing a crisp breeze, clear skies and the scent of apple-cider memories.
I turned 40 today. I dreaded it but now that it’s here, I’m OK. It’s been a good reflective day–not on purpose, just naturally. I have enjoyed my family so much…from the construction paper streamers all over the kitchen and the chocolate-chip waffles with chocolate syrup, to the piles of hand-drawn cards and birthday wishes from children who obviously forgive quickly and look over transgressions daily. I am humbled, in a fresh way, at the gifts God has given me, including the tender, patient husband who shares it all.
Yesterday he took me shopping. In the city. A hidden camera could have captured an award-winning reality T.V. episode. Here’s how it went:
Let me preface….
- We live on a farm at least twenty miles from the nearest store, which happens to be Wal-Mart. We have to go way beyond that to find a department store. I am not a hillbilly…I just enjoy a…
