Monday, February 15, 2016

The Day I Wore a Mickey Mouse Shirt to Church

I teach Sunday school.  Besides loving the children (for only one hour, that is seriously all I can take) and enjoying touching them with the good Lord's word, I make this commitment to teach to make sure we are at church.  Yes, we should go to church every Sunday. Do we? Not always, but we are trying our best.  This particular Sunday we woke up to a fresh dusting of snow, with another few inches on the way.  It was a perfect day to cozy up by the fire, but I had responsibility for the project after the lesson and church wasn't being cancelled (I checked three times).  I should also mention that sometimes.

 Sunday school is all we do, we don't always make a service and Sunday school.  Of course I justify this by thinking that the kids get more out of Sunday school anyway.

Here is the effort I made: I showered. I did not wash my hair.  I contemplated no make-up.  Decided once again that I am too old for this to be a choice.  Especially in the dead of an Illinois winter when my coloring is basically death warmed over.  I pulled my hair into a pony tail.  Then I walked into my closet.  Jeans - I mean come on I was going to be wearing snow boots, jeans would be fine.  And then I grabbed a Mickey Mouse t-shirt and a sweater that belonged to my mother-in-law.  It is the warmest sweater in the world and I was going for warmth! Why the Mickey shirt? I truly don't know.  I have plenty of other shirts that I could have put on underneath or that would have even matched better.  Wearing licensed character apparel is just not my style but I walked out of the house without a care.

Later that day it hit me.  I am at that age when you stop caring what people think.  I know this happens to people at all different ages.  I was just reading in People magazine that for Gwyneth Paltrow it was 40.  I am a few years younger than that and am still rounding down, despite the laws of mathematics.  But I do find that as time goes on I do care less and less what people think and in a way it is liberating.  Now, obviously this whole situation weighed heavy on my mind and who knows when Mickey will make his next debut, but it is nice to discover this little things about yourself along the way.

P.S. I am making chicken and noodle soup from scratch for dinner tonight...should be interesting!

Rice

1 comment:

  1. Two things: I'm right there with you on the not caring what people think! When I dress up, put on makeup, etc, it is ONLY because it makes ME feel better. Amazing. Also, I made chicken noodle soup from scratch for the first time the other night, too! How did yours turn out?

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