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Lightening and Rain on the London Bridge

On Monday evening past as I sat before my computer screen, headphones looped to my ears, from his chair in the front of the motor home, Jerry began flinging his arms. There really was no reason for such gyrations to get my attention, for I can clearly hear him speak while I am wearing a headset. Anyway, he waved, I removed the headgear, lifted my eyes quizzically and heard him say, “It’s raining!”

And so it was…raining here in Lake Havasu...where the total annual precipitation is less than 4 inches. I opened wide the window beside me, gathering in the longed-for music of tapping rain. I revelled in nature’s rhythm as water dripped onto the awning, the gravel around our rig, and then rippled over our stone walkway. In minutes came the sweet dusty scent of air that had long been devoid of rain.

I wish I could have seen the bridge as through the night it continued to rain. A few weeks ago, someone took this picture as a monsoon swept the area. Michael emailed this to me, and I am not able to identify the photographer of this striking shot.

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The photo originated here.

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Not Quite Perfect Shopping

 

 

McDonaldHave I told you the shopping here in Lake Havasu is abysmal? I mean it is awful. I want duly noted the tremendous, unselfish and long-enduring sacrifice I am making for the Kingdom of God by living here in shopping dearth-land, and by the corollary suffering brought on by this extreme repression of my God-given female shopping gene. Three major “department” stores grace our fair streets: WalMart, KMart, and Penny’s. There was one more place when we first came here–one called Dunlaps. Had its going out of business sale a couple of months ago. Very sad.

Holiday shopping days are upon us, and as I was puzzling about my dilemma today, I recalled that this time last year I had all my shopping done, my cards arranged, and the postage bought. Sickening thought, for this year–the year of our Lord 2007–I have no shopping done, don’t have one Christmas card in our motorhome, and haven’t even glimpsed a Christmas stamp.I believe God is humbling me and asking that I sacrifice the joyous exhilaration I experience when I stroll through crowded malls, as splendid notes of carols vibrate the fragrant air, angels fly, Rudolph blinks, Santas ho ho their way to golden thrones, and the cash registers merrily cha ching their way through each day.

It’s probably good for me to be so deprived. I was seriously considering that God is trying to teach me a lesson, bring me down a notch or two, when through my prowling around the internet, such a thought was solidified in my mind and I knew it for a surety. For of all things I learned of an outlet mall McDonald’s, where the food served is imperfect.

GURNEE, IL—Hungry shoppers at the Gurnee Mills outlet mall can now get a name-brand lunch at a bargain-basement price, thanks to the Monday opening of McDonald’s first “Not Quite Perfect” outlet store, offering imperfect and irregular items from the fast-food giant’s menu. More here.

So, I am resigned…(maybe)…to not quite perfect shopping. Don’t look for me at the splendid malls of Phoenix, or striding around those in Las Vegas, or at South Coast Plaza or strolling down Rodeo Drive in Los Angeles or prancing around Hollywood and Vine in smart Christmas shopping attire. No, you’ll probably fail to find me there. More apt to spot me in the aisles of WalMart or KMart or sitting in a plastic booth at one of McDonald’s fine discount shops. 😦

I clicked over to peek at Rodeo Drive and found this paragraph you must read:

In fact, Rodeo Drive is home to the single most expensive store in the world: Bijan (at 420 Rodeo Drive). You must make an appointment in advance just to shop at Bijan (which was named after its Iranian owner). On a typical visit, Bijan‘s average customer spends in the neighborhood of $100,000 on men’s fashions, which range from a $50 pair of socks to $15,000 suits.

Believe I’ve veered from my designated place. I’ll just wander back now to McDonald’s Discount and wonderful “Wally World!”

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