Homesick

God's word reminds us that this world is not our home. Do you ever feel like a stranger...like an alien...like you're not sure where to park for a while? It's really a GOOD thing. I don't want to be settled/complacent. But why is it so hard sometimes? And how on earth do you explain it to someone?!! Maybe my blog will help you understand. I hope you enjoy.

19 August 2006

ouch

I LOVE my Chacos. I could be a spokeswoman for the company. I have convinced several people to buy them before coming to Uganda. However, I feel obligated to inform you that Chacos SUCK for touring the cobblestone streets of Italy. I have blisters on my blisters. And did Justin feel at all sorry for me? NO. He wanted me to push past the pain. Who am I, Lance Armstrong? Am I in training for a marathon? NO! I am tired and my feet HURT, Justin. Let me sit down for a minute, PLEEEAASSEEEEE! Posted by Picasa

1 Comments:

At 9:07 AM, Blogger Unknown said...

If we sit down, then we might miss a shoe sale (or is that saldi)? Hoooo....

 

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