We went on one of our madcap romantic adventures yesterday. We decided that instead of walking around the block, we would find someplace new and different to go. So we jumped in the car and headed … drumroll here … Academy. Yep. I know that’s a real stretch into the unknown, but we were determined to take that dangerous leap. We strapped on our respective required masks and walked inside. Actually the primary purpose of this little jaunt, aside from the romantical being together and all, was to get Chris some new shoes. Her walking shoes have a big hole in them. Together we managed to find just the right size. And as a bonus, they were on clearance. Brand new shoes for around thirty bucks. Nice.
Next
we made our grocery stop at WalMart. Can’t
do a Romance Run without going to WalMart.
That’s where we picked up the groceries we needed for the rest of the week. But the romance never stops. We still had one more stop on our list. Office Depot.
I had a message from our printer that we were almost out of toner
again. Running the copies for church
every week is really taking its toll. It
was with great fear and trepidation that I entered this place. Chris stayed behind in the car to protect the
groceries (AKA keep the air conditioner
running). My fear was almost well-founded,
too. They had one more box of 64XL toner. And that section wasn’t alone in its loneliness. The shelves were almost completely bare, with
little signs encouraging me to order online and have it shipped to your
house. I scooped up the last, lonely
little box and headed for the checkout center, eager to return to my romantic escapade.
Later
in the afternoon we topped off the day-long decadence of deep romanticism with
none other than a Hallmark movie. It was
… typical. We guessed the ending by the
time of the first commercial. But I have
to report that when I typed in this little tidbit on my phone’s notepad so I
wouldn’t forget its monumental significance to our day of romance, something odd
happened. The Spell Check Patrol
attacked with a vengeance. The word “Hallmark”
was changed to “y’all ark.” Hmm. Perhaps it was a nod to our (hence the plural “y’all”) six months
spent cooped up together in the “ark” of each other’s presence. Yep.
That’s it. Like I said … Romance all
the way around.
Hebrews
1:3 says, “The Son is the radiance of God’s
glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his
powerful word.”
Father,
thank you for the romance overload. I wouldn’t
want to experience it with anyone else.
Amen.
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