Like my mother, I tend to have pricey tastes. (No, really? That's a shocker.) See, I was thinking about potential birthday items. And I realized that the only things I really want are MONDO expensive.
Like seven-quart stand mixers.
Or razor-sharp Japanese knives.
And oh right, a car.
Ah, well . . . someday, when I dig up a treasure chest in the backyard or discover a rich uncle in Luxembourg, or when the proverbial ship comes in, I will have all the mixers and knives and cars I want. (And then I will realize that stuff doesn't satisfy me anyway, so I'd better learn to be content right now, with exactly what the Lord sees fit to give me!)
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