Wednesday, April 28, 2010

I begged some boots off my mom for my birthday.  They were too expensive and not necessary, but I fell in love.  The shoe lady knows me because I stopped in weekly just to walk around in them a bit.

Look mom, aren't they cute?  Picture them with my dresses.  And listen, they click when I walk.

I'm not very good at saying no to myself.  I had decided to work on that flaw right before I met the boots.

I don't think it counts as giving in though because my mom is the one who said yes, not me.  But, I still felt a little bad about it all.  And so I made one of my deals.  Every day that I wear the boots, no Starbucks.

I've saved a lot of money by getting those boots.

Guess what.  Today I do not have them on.  And I am happily sipping my venti unsweetened black iced tea.  I was eating the frosting off my lemon cake and I had a brilliant thought.  Next time I'm going to ask for a middle slice.  I love the middle and I'm okay with being that person.

It's all adding to my great mood.

Yesterday, I had four sodas.  I know that's terrible, but each one was needed.  I'm not sure people completely understand the energy level that exists in my room and I was running off a short night.  The problem with short nights is that I get home in the afternoon.  And the afternoon is the perfect time to nap.

I don't do small wimpy naps.

And so, with my sleep schedule completely out the window, I was a bit of an owl last night.  But it was worth it, because this is what I found.

"You are all sons of the light and sons of the day.  We do not belong to the night or to the darkness.  So then, let us not be like others who are asleep, but let us be alert.  


But since we belong to the day, let us be self-controlled, putting on faith and love as a breastplate, and the hope of salvation as a helmet."


1 Thessalonians 5

Have I mentioned that I love Paul?  Especially when I'm being a baby about not feeling like spending time with Him.

I'm getting better at saying no to the part of me that wants to stay asleep.

5 comments:

  1. Flaw #32....

    Do you have those pink slips?

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  2. They ARE lovely boots, my dear daughter. :)

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  3. They're in my glove box. I pull them out when I get a little too smug.

    I believe I made it to my 50s.

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  4. i thought that's maybe where they were. maybe you should mail mine to me.

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