...In Which Brenna Goes On And On About Shoes
It's kind of counting down time. We leave in a few months. We've scheduled a Cocktail Tag Sale for a few weeks from now, where everyone will come and party and buy our stuff. I have only a few more FRED's at church (a monthly dinner my friend Wendy and I head). We have only a few more Park Days with our home school group. I have only two more meetings with my book club. We met last Sunday and planned our 10 year celebration, which will also be my last meeting. My fellow book club members, many of them talented quilters or artists, teased about how they would make some wonderful keepsake for me. Something large and heavy that I would nonetheless feel obligated to take on the trip, hauling it from place to place, cursing them all the way.
Kecia asked "Are you just going to break down and sob in the middle of the Cocktail Tag Sale, seeing all your stuff getting sold?"
"No." Julie said. "She's going to feel like