Weekend

Detroit

Sunday was a looong day.  Not bad, just long.
It was good to see my parents.  It sounds like they had a pretty rough time down there--especially my dad.  I hate to seem him sad and upset.  I am glad they are home now.   Of course, the kids had funny riding the go-cart (Kobe & David), and Noah loves riding on the "on-mower" and "big green tractor."

A while later we dropped the boys off at Leah's (THANK YOU!! BEST SISTER EVER!!), and we drove down to see Dave's dad in the hospital.  He had surgery recently, and has been there for a few days now.  Not really gonna go into, but he should be getting released today or tomorrow.  He is in a hospital in Detroit, so after we left there we drove around the corner to Popeye's for dinner.  They do have good food, but oh my word Detroit is hilarious.  We walk in and are standing in line next to table with a homeless man sitting at it.  he asked us for food.  Of course, we will get you food!  I was happy he did not ask for money--tho we probably wouldve given him whatever cash we had--which come to think of it we did, $1 (we dont carry cash).  Regardless, my good guy husband sat down with him and took his order.  He joked with him the whole time and even added on to the man's order.  It sometimes took the man a while to get his thoughts out, but dave got everything sorted out.

The entire time we are talking to the man and standing in line, there is a man across the restaurant with a big, blue duffle bag chuckling to himself about us and the homeless man.  G's duffle bag is full of blank DVDs, and laminated list of his movies, and i'm assuming a laptop or something.  Oh, yes.  G has set up shop in Popeye's.  He'll burn your movie of choice for you while you wait for your food.  Here's the kicker--that made me want to kick him-after we give the man his food, G sidles of to him and starts hassling the man for "a piece o' dat chicken."  F-you, G.  Leave that man alone.  He doesn't have a laminated list and DVD burner to profit his chicken fund.  Go back to your booth, G.

So...  Detroit is such a stereotype, it blows my mind.  It was like a movie set.