Big & Small, Life is Funny

It seems like I've been living life through a kaleidoscope lately, and while confusing at times, it's probably best described as awesome.  The plumbing situation was resolved successfully, our landlords love us (or at least appreciate us relative to past tenants).  I came upon an extremely distressed motorist and helped push her car out of the snow onto the road, whereupon I noticed the severe front end damage, hysterical emotional distress, and the trajectory of her vehicle's path off the road; so I called in her plates to the local sheriff's office.  I followed my wife's lead with a bout of the puking disease; fortunately the children have been spared thus far (knock, knock, knock).  Somehow I experienced a 24 hour flu in the span of eight hours.  It was a truly incredible, if not enviable, experience, the details of which are not fit for civilized discussion, but I was able to incorporate much of what I related in my previous post and breathe through it.

After this past week's craziness, a shift behind the bar seemed like a breather, and I was off in time to catch my friend Rob playing music at the roastery.  I was treated to an evening of music with friend's.  One of whom had his son in attendance who found a glove which prompted me to inquire as to my wife's lost black leather glove of weeks ago.  Random story short: my wife's glove was in the trash (mostly dry paper goods) because they had finally decided that after weeks they weren't going to keep this lost glove around any longer.  After brushing off some cocoa powder, I am confident that I will be a hero for reuniting a favorite pair of gloves.  Life is funny (not always laughably enjoyable, but definitely entertainingly peculiar), big or small.