Today, I chuckled at the sight of two runaway dogs as they scampered past my house. One, an overweight beagle, the other a fluffy white fur ball. The odd couple had no idea where they were headed, and were simultaneously thrilled to be heading there.
Today, a confused and weary, 93-year old man shared with me, the thanklessness that exists for someone who served his country, all while he waited for his groceries to be bagged. A man who spent four years, one of them on Kitty Hawk, and now lives on pennies from social security, was bewildered by the coupons he held in his hand.
Today, I read an article with the bold title, Jimmy Fallon Isn't Funny. Convinced it was merely an attention grabbing headline, I clicked it and read. Much to my surprise, it was actually an article attempting to prove said point. I remain unconvinced.
Today, I slipped into Dunkin' Donuts to avoid the long drive thru line. I did so, in my favorite drive-thru attire: long winter coat over pajamas. Sadly, no one noticed.
Today, I served my family pork chops and applesauce for dinner. As each child asked what was for dinner, I answered in the only way I know how to say those four words; in a Peter Brady voice.