You know, every day I learn more and more about just how sweet Ken can be. This guy is such a humanitarian. He has such a soft spot in his heart for all living creatures. How do I know this? The other day while pumping gas, he noticed a group of a dozen or so beetles and about half of them somehow ended up on their backs and were wiggling their legs frantically while trying to get back up. (Sort of reminds me of when I was pregnant with the kids) Anyway, my sweet, sweet hubby stopped what he was doing and took the time to flip those little beetles back over. What a guy!
Anyway, on an unrelated note…What in the heck ever happened to good ol’ fashioned common sense? Oh, my goodness. Picture this…Four cripple people come into a national chain restaurant to have dinner. Three of the four are using 160-pound power wheelchairs. The other brandishing a five-pound wheeled walker complete with beverage cup holder. Upon arriving, the host person grabs four menus and politely says…”Will that be a booth or table?” Now, does it take a rocket scientist to figure out that three 160-pound power wheelchairs cannot in any way park on the seat of a booth? Next time, Ken is going to say…”Booth, please!” and see just how long it takes for the host person to realize that it would really not be a good idea.
