Since I’ve been out of the blogging loop for a while I have a backlog of stories I wanted to share. This one comes from about 3 weeks ago. I was in Little Rock, we had just sent all of our stuff off to Indiana in a trailer and we were hanging around waiting for the kids to finish school. Since we didn’t have any furniture, I went to the SanFransico Bread Co. to get some work done (they have free Wi-Fi, allowing me to connect to my office via VPN.)

I was sitting at a table getting some work done when this 45+ year old lady walked by, stopped and looked at me for a few seconds uncomfortably close. She said something to the effect of:
“I’m an artist and I study faces. You have a nice face. I bet your wife really likes your face, do you have a wife?”
“Uh… … … yeah,” I said.
“Oh. Is she the right one?”
“I hope so. We have 4 kids together.” I think my sarcasm was lost on her for a moment.
“You hope so? Shouldn’t you know so? … Oh, you were being facetious.”
I can’t recall everything she said after that but it was something about making sure I take care of my kids.

Now, even though I was being hit on by a very odd middle aged woman, it was nice to get a compliment… I guess.