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Thursday Thoughts: Blog Updates, Thrift Store Puzzle, and Parking Woes

Thank you for your patience as I made some changes to the blog.  I still need to add just added my updated blog button, which was given a color update by the very gracious KC from AmaraLand .   KC also created a cute little favicon for me; hopefully I was able to upload it to the blog correctly. (It worked!)

By the way, I learned how to pronounce "favicon."  My daughter is still chuckling at my "fav" (as the "cav" in "cavity")--"i" (short "i")--"con" ("con").  Once she explained to me that "favicon" is short for "favorite icon", the logical pronunciation changed.  "Fav" as in "favorite", and "icon".  Oh yes, I'm a cool kid now.  

By the way, my blog posts will follow basically the same schedule as before, except I will be posting a "10 Things of Thankful" list each Saturday.  I will stop posting on most Sundays, though I will still post a handout for the monthly visiting teaching message.  I might miss a post here and there this summer, but I'm hoping to maintain a fairly regular schedule.  I've fallen a bit behind in writing lately. 

My ego has been all over the place this week.  A few days ago, I stopped by a local thrift store.  I made a point of perusing the books, as they were 50% off.  A young man, probably no more than 30 years old, was also looking over the titles.  He started at one end of the shelf; I started at the other.  When we met in the middle, I said, "Excuse me, " and went past him to continue my book search.  What happened next left me puzzled.

The man held an old book out to me and said something like, "This looks like an interesting one."  I took the book, entitled Encyclopedia of Etiquette.  I read the title aloud, politely agreed with him, and handed it back.  He said, "I'll just put this here," and put it back on the shelf, prominently displayed.  

I finished looking at books and walked away, wondering what just happened.  The Encyclopedia of Etiquette was not extremely old nor interesting.  Was our exchange to be taken at face value; did he seriously find the book fascinating?  Did he think I needed a lesson in how to politely trade places with someone in a store?  Was he hitting on me?  

I puzzled on those questions while I browsed through the rest of the store. The only real conclusion I reached was that this little encounter would provide fodder for a blog post.  Oh, and I decided I'd share my find:  a wooden high chair for $8!

On Monday, the high temperature reached 76 degrees.  The unseasonably cool weather provided a welcome break from the regular hot temperatures.  To make up for it, summer has arrived with a vengeance.  Here is the forecast for this weekend:

I think the warmer weather has created some grumpy folk.  Today, I parked the car in a store parking lot.  I parked within the lines, and oldest daughter had no trouble getting out of the passenger-side door.  When I returned to my car, a woman in the car next to me (on the passenger side), rolled down her window to say sarcastically, "Nice parking job."  I didn't actually hear what she said, as I was already in the car, but oldest daughter heard her loud and clear.  

I am sorry if she had difficulty getting in or out of her car, but I truly don't know what I could have done differently.  All the parking spots are the same size.  My little sedan isn't a big car.  I understand the frustration when someone double-parks, or parks an oversized vehicle in a compact spot, but this situation wasn't any of those.  

I must admit, my first reaction was "righteous indignation" (doesn't that sound more justified than "anger"?), but I do hope the woman's day got better.  I really didn't mean to tick her off. 

How are things in your neck of the woods?

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  1. Maybe the guy in the thrift store was a passenger in the woman's car next to you! LOL There's non telling why people do things. You are fine if you are within the lines, including your mirrors, even if you are an oversized vehicle. I have that problem now that I drive a car rather than my Jeep, I can't see past the larger SUVs but that is not their problem, it's my responsibility to either park where I know I will have visibility, very cautiously back out or back in so I have full visibility to pull out. People have turned crazy over the past few years.

  2. Hmmmm....kinda of unusual to encounter not one, but TWO oddballs in one day! LOL I think you were right to heed the advice of Dear Abby and not challenge either of these people! As she often said, you never know how people will retaliate these days if provoked! Better to just write about them and let it go at that! LOL

  3. I so enjoy how, even with odd or rude people, you still turn it into a thankful thought. Such a good way to live.
    When people react in such a rude manner, as the parking lot lady does, I just have to have pity for them, that they are so unhappy. Unless they're really out of line, in which case, it's really hard.

  4. Glad I could help! I think your new looks is really nice.

    I think you are right about the heat making people grumpy but then I think some people just enjoy being grumpy! Found this on Facebook yesterday and it really is worth sharing...

    "Should you ever find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness, smallnes, or insecurities remember, things could be worse... you could be them."

  5. Great find on that highchair! I would LOVE it. The blog is looking great!

  6. Whenever our paths cross those of rude individuals, the best thing to do is to be kind. Perhaps, something in their lives is stressing them, and they just need a reminder that life is good.

    Love the high chair - a great find!


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