Thank you! That’s what I couldn’t stop saying to God on my way home in the car.
Yesterday was such a good day. I met my sister in Stockton (big town halfway between her house and mine.) Uh oh. (Remember, me + big town = too many food choices.) Well, we planned to meet at BJ’s, one of my favorite restaurants, and I planned to have lunch AND a ‘pizookie’ (which is a fresh-baked CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE served fresh out of the oven and topped with delicious FULL FAT vanilla ice cream.) Anyways we had lunch. I made relatively good choices. Then we planned to shop for a while and then go back and have the dessert before we parted ways.
We had such a good time. We don’t see each other or talk to each other nearly as much as we used to. My sister is the most wonderful person in the whole wide world (BTW, the previous statement has NOTHING to do with the fact that my sister now knows that I have a blog, and that there is a tiny chance she just might read this.) But really, no one ‘gets’ me like my sister does, and we just talked and talked. Anyways, neither of us wanted to spend that much money, so we went to a thrift store that has a LOT of designer clothes. I got some really nice clothes that fit so well and looked really good on me, and I felt a little less fat than I have been feeling the past few days. While I was helping my sister change out clothes in the dressing room I just glanced around and I really couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a brand new Vera Bradley purse! But not just any Vera Bradley purse. It was one I had seen a friend carrying about 5 years ago that I just loved, with chickens and eggs on it. So it is one that is not in production anymore, and yet it was brand new, with all the tags still attached!
So we headed back for our dessert, and my sister says, “Hey, there’s a yogurt place.” So I said, well do you want that instead? And she said, yah, it sounds cooler. This place was called Yogelina (my sister said Angelina Jolie owned it.) Have you ever heard of it? The stuff actually tasted like yogurt, you know, had that little tang to it, so I think maybe it was a little healthier than some of the frozen yogurt out there. Anyways, we really enjoyed it. [Holy cow, I just researched the nutritionals on this stuff–can you believe the serving we had only had 98 calories?!? Oh, yeah, I FEEL GOOD!]
On the way home, I kept thinking about it. I was really looking forward to, and determined to get that Pizookie. But I felt SO GOOD that we had enjoyed that yogurt instead. I think it was the first time I really really felt that way that people describe–being thin feels better than _______ tastes. Not that I’m thin, but I think you know what I mean.
So, one of the reasons I didn’t want to spend as much money is because I am trying to live a little more simply so that I can have a little money to give, especially to help feed hungry children. (Does anyone else see the irony in a food-obsessed person wanting to help alleviate hunger in this world?) But I had been in a little bit of a quandry as to where to give, and when I got home there was a letter from World Vision saying that a donation could be multiplied 6 times because of government grants! It was a real answer to prayer.
AND I got home before it was dark. So I grabbed Oliver the Practically Perfect Black Standard Poodle and went for a really fast 1 1/2 mile walk. It felt so good to WANT to do that! THANK YOU, LORD!