I am a Driving Fiend

As many of you should know, Easter is coming up. Out of my 22 Easters, I have had a new outfit probably 20 of those. So I needed a new Easter outfit. I am lucky enough to also be in need of an outfit for the luau that I am attending this coming weekend in Hawaii. As some of you may know, I am very picky about my clothing and my shoes. You might also know that this trait was passed down to me from my mother and my second mother. I grew up going to Dillard's all of the time. Dillard's is another one of those things that go in the "I Miss" category. Unfortunately, there are only FOUR Dillard's in the whole state of California, none of those being in the Los Angeles area.

The reason I like Dillard's so much is because it has brands that I know and trust. The shoe department also has two brands of shoes that are exclusively at Dillard's and probably for two years they are the only brands that I buy if I am in need of "grown-up" shoes. I decided this week that I was going to go shopping (since I only have 4 days until I leave the mainland). I decided that I want to go to Dillard's to look. This also happened because my mother taunted me last weekend saying that she and Lisa were at Dillard's and kept finding things that I would like. I looked on my handy-dandy computer for the nearest Dillard's and to my surprise I found one near me. Well sort of near me. It is in Palmdale, California. From my door to Dillard's door it is 86.6 miles. Thinking to myself that I have nothing better to do on a Saturday, I decided that I would drive to Palmdale.

I left at 9:15 this morning for the nearest Dillard's and got there at 10:30. Now some might think that driving this far to a department store is a little silly. But I challenge them to go without some of their favorite things. My dad also said now I will know what he felt like when he was growing up and lived so far away from the nearest stores.

As soon as I walked in I was greeted with the same smell that all Dillard's have. The next time you are at a mall, walk into Dillard's and you will know what I am talking about. People associate smells with things. Think about those smells that remind you of good things in your life. There is a certain smell that reminds me of my Nana. And one of the staircases of one of the dorms at Southwestern reminds me of the old "walk-church" which is now the new "walk-church". This smell of Dillard's just put me at peace with things. Well that might be a little much, but it did make me happy.

I now have the perfect shoes and the perfect dress (well probably almost perfect shoes and dress) for the luau and Easter. And while I put 170 miles on my truck, it was totally worth it to have a day of good times. And I got to see a different part of California.

grace and peace