without slowing down to see if we needed any assistance when the car broke down on I-44. There was three cars that slowed down to ogle the smoke coming from the radiator but nobody actually offered to help us; even when they could see we had two terrified screaming babies in the backseat. It got me thinking… I do the exact same thing. When I see a family broken down on the side of the highway, I zoom on by because I figure they have someone on the way already. It’s sad that society has come to the point of being wary of all strangers, even families. I am the same way.
And no, I don’t think I will slow down for the next car I see broken down on the side of the road, because how do I know this is a harmless person or if this is someone to be wary of. We never can really tell the difference those days.
It has been a crazy Thanksgiving and I am thankful that I married into a family that is willing to come help us when we need it and I hope they know that I’ll extend the same grace to them when they need it. It has been a long day, but all of my dishes went over well except for one- the spicy honey butter to use on rolls and turkey. Hey, more for me!
I finally got to meet Tara, but I didn’t get the chance to actually introduce myself. Tara is my nephew’s girlfriend and carrying my unborn grandniece. I’m so excited that my daughter will have a girl cousin to play with. They will be a year apart- maybe as teenagers they will be great friends or on the other hand maybe they will hate each other. We never know. I’m curious about their name choices, but I also shouldn’t pry. I am a name-nut. I love names, talking about them, discussing the meanings of them and whether or not they’re the correct etymological meaning. Any other name nuts out there reading my blog? *waves*
I didn’t feel too bad about being deaf this time around because the two babies kept me hopping. There was a bit of downtime when both were resting that had me constantly asking my husband “what? What are you all talking about? What? oh. What? Wait, who’s she talking to (looking around) oh, she’s talking to Bill, what’s she talking to bill about?” As you may have guessed, my darling husband got a little annoyed by that but he has gotten used to it by now- he says it’s just part of having a deaf wife.
When I am stressed out, I look for patterns- for example, today when I was stuck in a smoking car, I counted the cars that went by us on the off ramp. It keeps me calm. What do you all do when you’re stressed out? Maybe share tips, with a stressful season headed our way.
I’ll quit rambling for now.
