Remarkable...

Sometimes things happen in your life. Sometimes these things are remarkable. Sometimes they are so amazing that you want to tell everyone you know about them. This is one such time.

I got carded at the grocery store tonight while I was buying a bottle of wine for a meeting. (yes, wine at a meeting… don’t you want to join my women’s group?!) It’s true. It was something of a miracle. Just a little bit remarkable.

I actually DO occasionally still have to show my I.D. at restaurants, but I can always tell that it’s more of a courtesy… or a ‘card everyone that looks under 60’ policy. But tonight at H.E.B., the girl was clearly not sure how old I was. It helped that I had a baseball cap on, and I was looking down. I guess I looked suspicious… like I was trying to hide my face to conceal my age. When in actuality, it was more like… ‘dang, I look like crap… hope I don’t see anyone I know!’

But she said, “Um… could I please see your I.D.?”, searching my face. I couldn’t help it. I busted out laughing, and told her, “Wow! You are so sweet!” and fished around in my purse for my license.

Her response, “You must be a bit older than 21 then, with that answer!” Then she checked my license… peering near-sightedly through her super-thick glasses…

NO! I’m just kidding! She wasn’t wearing glasses…

She just had an eye patch over one eye. Okay, not really.

She actually was wearing a blindfold as part of the new sensory deprivation test that H.E.B. puts their employees through.

Whatever the case may be… I was floating on air when I left the store. ;)