Come to think of it, I have a couple pairs of those fancy flipflops! I never wear them. I should mail them
@Euphemia!
When I was a child, we called them something else, but if i called them that now, I would maker my children blush.
I have a lot of shoes that could make Barnabas feel better, but as I age, I wear lower and lower shoes. Right now, I hardly get my heels off the ground. When I finally get around to buying dress pants and some blouses, I will let you know,
@Barnabas. Maybe you will allow me to visit your quiet part of your eternity.
And that reminds me of a joke I used to tell on the old church while I attended there.
See, a person (A) from that church went to heaven.
That was where they all expected to go. A was met at the pearly gates by St. Peter, who immediately took A through a small close by door and down a long, narrow, doorless hallway. Way, way down, A spotted a door and started to say something, but St. Peter put his finger to his mouth and shushed her. She whispered, "Why?"
St. Peter replied, "Behind that door, way down there, is where all the people who believe like you live."
"Then why should I be so quiet?" A whispered.
"Because," St. Peter answered, "they don't know anyone else is in heaven!"