I've been people-watching a lot lately. It's kind of as if it's a game to see who can do the weirdest thing. Here are some highlights:
Andy was standing in the kitchen eating a chunk of ham. Emily grabbed it, inspected it, marked it as fat-filled, and handed it back to him. This was immediately before Andy drank my water just to vex me. Ok, maybe I was antagonizing him, too...
This morning at church a toddler panicked when a man put her father's guitar in his car and drove away. This was planned, but she didn't know this.
Katie: What is that? It looks like pepperoni.
Elizabeth: It looks like pepperoni.
Chris: You look like pepperoni.
Andy [to Liz]: You don't look like pepperoni.
Elizabeth: Did I say that?
Yeah, it was well past bedtime.
On Wednesday, Elizabeth and I drove through the Twilight Zone (aka Sketchy McSketch) and drove behind a man making balloon animals while driving.
My favorite, however, was at the wedding I attended on Saturday. There was this couple rocking the dance floor. They had all the moves, danced to every song, and were completely in step with one another. No, not the bride and groom. This couple was at least 70 years old. We don't know where they came from, they weren't the grandparents of the bride or groom, but they were having a blast! Oh, but they weren't blasted. Some of us teased they came with the dj because they were just that great. Perhaps they're wedding crashers. Perhaps we'll never know. But you know what? Dance on, cute couple, dance on! Show us that even at age 70 life is still worth dancing about. Even though no one knows why you're there, you're having a good time. Well done!