These Shoes were made for walkin..........

WOW what a day! Today was "shoe shopping" for the kids. They already had their shoes "picked out" as they had been looking at my Kohls add for a week now.. I did have some other things i had to get done also. I went to the Christian book store off preston hwy where they sell mostly bible curriculum and such. I went and found something that looked pretty neat that could be used for all 3 kiddos and yet still "meaty." As we are checking out there is an older man (he works there) talking to my kids and showing them pictures of his family. I hear him say "my daughter just had a baby girl, but I don't have a picture of her yet." I just so happened to look up and sneak a peak from writing my check and lo and behold....his daughter is Black! I got a tickle up my spine :) Of course we started our whole conversation about adoption. His daughter is my age so he went through everything that we are going through only 30 years difference:) I thought that was so amazing...not only to find another transracial family but a family that dealt with transracial adoption back in the 70's. Amazing:)

After that we headed to Kohls over in St. matthews...The only one we could find shoes for was Noah:( Sanite walked around and cried! I felt so bad for her. They were out of almost every shoe she looked at. So I told her we could head back through New Albany and go by that Kohls to see if they had her shoes. We arrived and immediately found the shoes that Sanite and Maddie had both wanted. yeah!!! Off to the potty and then to leave....or so I hoped. I checked out and was walking towards the door when I looked for my keys..............gone..............can't find them.........not in my pocket...................not in my purse................not on the floor..................not in the shoe boxes. Ok let's walk the store...........back to the shoes....nope.....back to the restroom.....nope...check with customer service....nope......check back at the register.....nope......panic starts to set in...me....over an hour away from home and NO KEYS TO MY CAR!!!!! ok deep breath...let check shoes again.....I go back and go through the whole puddle of shoes I tried on Maddie (about 5 boxes), I went through all the shoe boxes Sanite tried on.....NOTHING. So I walk over to where my shoes were...there they were..sitting on the shelf! Ok *whew* heart attack avoided...thank you Jesus.....

Kids are now starving so lets head to Cici's! Yum! Home of the famous Mac and Cheese pizza...kids ate lots and well.so did I :) Ahh...shoe shopping is done...School curriculum bought...last thing to do is run by Bass Pro. So I hop on the interstate and start heading that way............suddenly I feel a *bump*........I look in the rearview and *nothing.* Continue on I thought!I turn on to 65 heading towards the Veterans expressway. I get to the light at Veterans expressway and I go to turn.when I turn my wheel does and extra 1/2 rotation on the way back.....ohhhhhhhh man...not good! So I swing into the Chick fil A and as I am turning I am feeling my car start to lower on the driver side......."Oh no God, Oh no....." I pull into the parkinglot and get out..........FLAT TIRE>>>FLAT AS A PANCAKE>>>>DEAD AS A DOORNAIL (right michele?).............It is 1:50, Kyle is not off work until 3:30,and I have kids getting off at my house at 3:30......it takes an hour to get there! What to do! I called Kyle and I felt so bad...he left work to come help me....in the meantime I am trying to get hold of the parents of the kids I take care of feeling HORRIBLE that I am only giving them about an hours notice............

Kyle gets there and I am feeling like and idiot...I can't change a tire...my husband owns an auto shop and *I* can't change a tire....*sigh*....but Not to fear! Kyle goes to change the tire and the spare is busted...so HA! Even if I did know how to change one, it wouldn't of mattered...ok spirits are lifted a little. Kyle finds the hole in my tires, fixes it and drives it home. In the meantime though his boss had given him a HORRIBLE time. He knows that Kyle would like to get out on his own and gives him a hard time anytime Kyle needs off. In fact when we went to Indiana Beach he boss was questioning him as to what he was going to be doing on his day off............almost like if he was going to be working on cars they wouldn't let him take off. What business is it of theirs? When you take a vacation day from work you can either get the day off or not....its not up to them to decide if your reason is "worthy" of one of your paid vacation days. *ug*. I will be so glad when he is out of there. he does so much for that company and does not even come close to being treated the way he deserves. I am not asking them to put Kyle on a pedestal (though it would be nice) but just treat him like a human. There are people there that take off, call in etc whenever they please. I can't remember the last time Kyle has taken off and not used a day that was "owed" such as a vacation or personal day. Ok I am off my soapbox for now lol. I just praise God that he keeps sending us business. The sooner we can get our stuff paid off the sooner he can get out of there and not have to deal with that trash:( Pray it happens soon!