Three things I am happy about today:
1. I have consistently worked out for the past two weeks.
2. I realized I’m not quite as scared of the crazy freeways around here as I used to be. And…
3. I finally found a good radio station.
I’ll take the dream I had last night,
And put it in my freezer,
So someday long and far away,
When I’m an old grey greezer,
I’ll take it out and thaw it out,
This lovely dream I’ve frozen,
And boil it up and sit me down
And dip my old cold toes in.
~Shel Silverstein, “Frozen Dream,”
James Reeder has been charged with 37 years. Not enough. Not even close.
Becky has been charged also.
Since moving to the northeast, I have learned of an activity that seems to be commonplace. A storm is forecasted, people rush to the grocery store.
Buy all the bread!
Buy all the milk!
Since this is my new hometown, and goodness knows I am trying to find my groove again, as soon as a storm was forecasted, I went to the store.
Why is that blog post worthy?
Because I challenged myself to smile, nod and/or say good morning to every single person I passed.
And I did.
I also learned from those I smiled at:
Smaller grapes are sweeter, the garlic in the produce section is over priced compared to the condiment aisle, there is a massive run on Pringles every time there is storm – but only at our store, there is a great butcher just up the road, and where to get the freshest milk and eggs.
Why do we not talk to or even smile at those we pass more often?