While driving home from the hospital yesterday after DaughterGeeding’s ER visit, BoyGeeding broke the silence with, “DaughterGeeding, you were very brave today in the hospital.”
WifeGeeding actually wanted BoyGeeding to stay at a friend’s house instead of going to the hospital, but I think it’s important not to shelter kids from reality and provide proper exposure as a learning experience. He may have been proud of his sister, but I was proud of him because his behavior was exceptional.
WifeGeeding had an odd Wal-Mart experience yesterday, but then again, aren’t all Wal-Mart experiences a bit odd? A woman, probably in her late twenties, was upset at the cashier for not loading the groceries bags into her cart. The cashier already bagged the groceries, three in total, but didn’t place them in the cart which upset the woman. I can’t recall a time any Wal-Mart cashier actually placed the bagged groceries in the cart. The women ranted on, asking the cashier if she would have placed the groceries in the cart if her arm was broken.
Firefighters rescued several people trapped on the second floor of an apartment building after the complex removed the stairs.
I have a friend named Scott who lives in Runaway Bay and can’t get a hold of him as I think he changed his phone number and email. If you are out there, drop me a line. If you entered the Witness Protection Program, disregard this message.
While chauffeuring the family around a song came on the radio which reminded me of a special moment WifeGeeding and I shared on my 40th birthday on the way to pick up our children after our hike up Guadalupe Peak, something totally out of the norm for me. The moment I shared with her was really special to me, something that made me think strengthened our bond and understanding of each other, and I remember her being real emotional about it and even brought to tears. As the song played I brought up the moment, but WifeGeeding had no memory of it whatsoever. I felt empty and just wanted to mosey away.