Playing on the Freeway

Last night we took the kids and Kellie and her kids and even made my mom go trek down the new freeway. It's the final stretch of a new freeway opening up and they let the public come ride their bikes, skateboards or whatever they wanted down a three mile stretch. They had a helicopter, a fire truck, a police motorcycle, a city bus, etc. for the kids to have an up close look. It was kind of fun. Like I told Kellie it always sounds funner than it probably was. But hey, how many times do you get to tell your kids to go play in the road!

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

I love the music from Wicked, I went through different phases of my favorite song for the week, this week I'm going to have to revert back to "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished" (It's been "For Good" for a while). Anyway, my brother-in-law used to say that phrase even before "Wicked" came out and I now know why.

Monday night I told my daughter what do you want for a family night snack, she told me Dairy Queen, so my 5 year old boy and I set off for some ice cream. Right before we got to the store I noticed a little old lady hauling quite a load on top of an ice chest, she had her laundry and her groceries all piled high on the ice chest and it was giving her trouble. So I pulled over and asked her if she needed a ride, she said she was praying that God would send someone to give her a ride, and I was happy to be of service. So I got her and her load in my car and gave her a ride. She lived nearly 7 miles away. She said she had taken a couple of bus rides to get to the store. During our trip she told me about all the things she had bought at the local Salvation Army store, some lamps and a vacuum cleaner, but she wasn't sure how she was going to get them home, so I offered to come get her the next day so she could go pick them up.

So the next day my daughter and I went and picked her up, got her stuff and brought her home again, she was very appreciative and very talkative. She even dressed up for the occasion. Well when I got home I was feeling pretty good about the days event until about 30 minutes later she called me and asked if I had her purse, I told her no, that maybe she left it at the store, she then outright accused me of stealing her purse and begged me to give her her purse back, I told her I didn't have it and she hung up on me. I thought that's the last time I help someone :-) Well about an hour later she called me back and told me she found her purse, it was in her mop bucket, I'm not sure how it got there, I'm just glad she found it.

I don't think this will stop me from helping the next person, but when they get out of the car next time, I'll make sure they have their purse with them.