This weekend, some friends and I ventured out to a Christmas sale. We had several friends who were selling there and we wanted to make sure and pay them a visit.
Colin and I even squeezed in a date night. I LOVE date night.
And then suddenly during date night, I was feeling Christmasy sentimental and asked Colin if he'd take me to Rite-Aide. (It's the closest thing to my childhood drug store, Thrifty's). And so off we went.
When I was a young girl, Thrifty's was THE place in town that I loved to visit and find great things. And at Christmastime, it was the place to go for tiny Whitman's Sampler boxes, colorful barrettes, and Bonne Bell Lip Smacker.
I'd wander those aisles looking at all that fancy store-bought merchandise and my brain would start churning. Seeing all of those simple items made me think of things that I could create on my own and I'd be inspired. Inspired for Christmas.
(That's me (seated) at the Christmas play at my teeny tiny Hornbrook School.)
And it's the same for me today. Inspiration comes easiest when I have to struggle to see it. And that's why I LOVE the drugstore.
We left Rite-Aide with several bags full of simplicity and me full of inspiration.
And as we drove home, I remembered something I always thought about growing up...
It's not about what you have. It's what you do with what you have.
Merry Christmastime. Merry Inspiration.
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