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Do Teasers Stop to Ask Why?

I love a snow storm - especially in the extreme. To me, it's akin to the Super Bowl. Though it raged all day, and some got 2', all is finally quiet here and I can actually see the asphalt on the driveway after the rain. No need to shovel at all.  But many of my friends and neighbors are without heat and power. I get teased mercilessly for it, but it is precisely for times like these that I am your one stop, go-to gal. For decades I've borne the tired jokes/elbows in the ribs because I have EVERYTHING -- and back ups of that. But do the teasers stop to ask why?  It's so I have enough to share with or take care of those who may need it, which has happened many times.  Each city I've lived in had some of their biggest disasters occur during my time there: I get teased about THAT, but it's serious stuff for those in harms way. Tornadoes in Chicago, Boston's Blizzard of '78, the Northridge Earthquake in LA (and the OJ murders... and the Rodney King beatings…

File under Life is Great Department

File under Life is Great Dept: Pull into a sh*t gas station this morning. Guy dressed in filthy brown snowsuit comes out to the pump. Greets me with "Bon jour. Ca va?" Completely unexpected... To which I begin to reply in Spanish before my sleepy head can switch over and appropriately answer "Tres Bien, et vous?" He takes my card. I say Merci. He waves me off with a casual au revoir. As I'm closing up my wallet, he walks to the bay across the way to fill another car. Out of the blue again he calls, "Are you Lebanese?" And I'm thinking where the hell did that come from… But he's right. (I'm also Italian and a little German).  I laugh and shout back: "Are you Lebanese talking in French to me?" He says, "No I'm Moroccan"... but turns out another guy, who had popped out from under a hood, is Lebanese. That guy and I chatted about what village my grandfather was from in Lebanon and as I'm rolling up my window I make…