Swimsuits and Jesus
I suppose one can learn alot about a person's age by carefully sorting through his/her email inbox. This time last year, my inbox followed a few patterns. Every other day, I would receive an email about the latest and greatest walk in bathtubs. When those stopped, the emails about planning a funeral began. I concluded that because I didn't purchase a walk-in bathtub, someone, somewhere, was planning my funeral. Poor girl, she slipped and fell in her regular bathtub! You can only imagine my excitement and delight when I started receiving emails last week about bathing suits. These are no "regular suits." They are "miracle suits." Oh thank you, Jesus for this summer when I head out on my annual beach trip with family I'm gonna' need a swimsuit miracle or two or three. These miracle suits have been advertised many different ways. Here are just a few. "Shine bright in the shimmery seas." "It's time to celebrate the star
