When I woke up to my alarm this morning, I felt like going back to sleep.
But I couldn't.
I had to be up and dressed for a mattress delivery between 8 and noon.
As I was eating breakfast, I noticed my left eye hurt every time I blinked.
When I examined it in a magnifying mirror, I discovered a little whitehead pimple on my lower eyelid - a stye. Even though webmd said not to pop it, I have to admit I couldn't resist.
It felt better afterward.
It was one of those cloudy, dreary fall days where the sun never came out from behind the clouds.
The refrigerator was bare, so I thought I should get some groceries.
So I put the dogs in the car and I went to Whole Foods.
It was here I found my sunshine.
Not in the sky, but in the aisle next to the olive oil.
His name was Glen Miller.
I know that because he announced it as I was passing by.
"Hello, my name is Glen Miller!"
He was an older gentleman with a coat and hat on.
He was accompanied by his daughter (I assumed).
I laughed and asked him if he was running for office!
It seemed like just what a politician would do!
Then he did something unexpected.
He sang to me!
He sang a love song of some kind,
a song from days long past when he was a much younger man.
I think he was flirting with me!
His daughter informed me he has dementia and his name really isn't Glen Miller.
It was Glen something, though I don't remember what she said.
I prefer Glen Miller anyways!
As I continued my shopping, I had a smile on my face.
But by the end of the next aisle, I knew I had to get a picture
with Glen Miller. After searching a few aisles back, I saw them
at the checkout.
Leaving my cart, I walked over to his daughter and asked if she
could take a picture of me and her dad and told her how much he
had brightened my day.
I don't know if he remembered me, but he was glad to pose
with me for some pictures.
First he took one with his hat...
Then took it off for one more!
Then he sang for me one more time...
(If anyone knows what song this is, please tell me)
But I couldn't.
I had to be up and dressed for a mattress delivery between 8 and noon.
As I was eating breakfast, I noticed my left eye hurt every time I blinked.
When I examined it in a magnifying mirror, I discovered a little whitehead pimple on my lower eyelid - a stye. Even though webmd said not to pop it, I have to admit I couldn't resist.
It felt better afterward.
It was one of those cloudy, dreary fall days where the sun never came out from behind the clouds.
The refrigerator was bare, so I thought I should get some groceries.
So I put the dogs in the car and I went to Whole Foods.
It was here I found my sunshine.
Not in the sky, but in the aisle next to the olive oil.
His name was Glen Miller.
I know that because he announced it as I was passing by.
"Hello, my name is Glen Miller!"
He was an older gentleman with a coat and hat on.
He was accompanied by his daughter (I assumed).
I laughed and asked him if he was running for office!
It seemed like just what a politician would do!
Then he did something unexpected.
He sang to me!
He sang a love song of some kind,
a song from days long past when he was a much younger man.
I think he was flirting with me!
His daughter informed me he has dementia and his name really isn't Glen Miller.
It was Glen something, though I don't remember what she said.
I prefer Glen Miller anyways!
As I continued my shopping, I had a smile on my face.
But by the end of the next aisle, I knew I had to get a picture
with Glen Miller. After searching a few aisles back, I saw them
at the checkout.
Leaving my cart, I walked over to his daughter and asked if she
could take a picture of me and her dad and told her how much he
had brightened my day.
I don't know if he remembered me, but he was glad to pose
with me for some pictures.
Then he sang for me one more time...
(If anyone knows what song this is, please tell me)
This is the best blog ever :) I cried like a baby watching him sing.
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