Making points

What a crazy day! All the honking and sirens were a blarring. I woke up this morning feeling like I hadn't slept. Crept downstairs to make my sweetheart his coffee and lunch meanwhile Jake and Wrigley were demanding breakfast. Poor ole Kramer was dancing at the backdoor with his hind legs crossed begging to get out for his morning potty break. The usual morning routine came to a crashing hault when I discovered we were out of cat food....this is most certainly a no no! By the glares I recieved from my two hungry boys I knew I had to get out that door and purchase food quick. They never miss a meal, and don't hold back the meowing when they want one. The pet store was added to the top of my list.

As I headed out of our driveway I stopped to let a stroller being pushed by a daddy. Of course I would wait for a stroller, but he sort of hesitated and then made his way across. His son looked to be about two. He was just poking his tongue out of his mouth with a grin on his face. I wondered if he was tasting the wind. Just then I took a sniff and could smell all the baking my neighbors were doing, definately challahs. I looked at the boy once more and thought maybe he could taste them? His father smiled and waved continuing to cross the driveway. What if you could taste challahs in the wind?

I continued on my trek to the pet store and was able to make my purchase. Crisis averted. Jake and Wrigley are full and happy. Thank-God I live on Touhy.

Dignity

Tonight I was on my way home and quickly approached an elderly man. He was walked slowly pulling along a shopping cart with his pants belted tightly and pant legs pulled high. His feet sort of shuffled in large, sturdy velcro topped shoes sportin' the white tube socks. I noticed his plaid cap. He is definitely a gentleman I thought to myself. I slowly passed him. He said hello, so I turned and said hi. He began to tell me how Kol Touhy (the kosher grocery store on Touhy) seems further each week. I smiled. He looked to be in his 80's. He told me he had walked this way each week since his wife passed to purchase his Shabbos food. He missed her. Then I couldn't smile, I could only feel his sadness. He turned and walked into the store before I could swallow and say Good Shabbos.

 I have to remember to bring my camera when I go out, how often do you see a gentleman sporting a plaid cap?

Why a blog? why not?

I really like my new home and neighborhood so I thought why not blog about it. I could share about my garden and season changes in the area. As I walk with Kramer, my dog, he and I will observe all the locals and goings on along Touhy between California and Sacramento. Besides Kramer and I need to get out more often to stretch our legs.