February is a big month in our house – 3 birthdays. And now that the first-born is out of the house, things are a bit different. No sleep overs or parties for him. But we did meet up half way to get dinner together.
Our trip wasn’t an easy one though – three broken tire chains and a usual 70 mph limit brought down to 30, chains or not. I’m still trying to feel my finger tips from changing them so many times! Turning a usual three-hour round trip into almost a six long hours.
The snow was beautiful though and it was nice to get out and about and do something new. And while purchasing *another* set of chains, the guy selling the next to last set to me asked me about my address – which frankly took me back a bit since we were 100 miles from where we live. He asked again and then asked if we knew “Maria” in the off-white house. I looked at him with surprise and he said “That’s my aunt!”
Our next door neighbor, in this super dinky town that we just moved to, is the aunt of the kid who was selling us our tire chains 100+ miles from home – because ours happen to break.
This isn’t my first experience with this however. While living in “that house” the man at the jewelry store selling my oh-so-attractive utility hoops recognized our phone number. It ended up, we were both from the same smallish town on the west coast and had both moved to the same ridiculously small town on the east coast AND we both worked in the same store.
Why is this important?
It’s not really I suppose, but it’s just fun to get out, get to know the people we interact with and see the connections we may have!
So glad we went out today – even though we probably shouldn’t have.
Happy Birthday to my dentist man, first and third-born!