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Gotta tell this story from yesterday and today.
In late October, 2011, I had a pretty serious foot/ankle injury on the job and did the splint-thing for a week. It healed amazingly fast, so I am still thankful to this day for that.
But ever since then, my foot "tells" me when a storm is coming. It starts to hurt pretty badly about an hour before a storm hits.
So, Friday, as I was bringing my little one home to my place for the weekend, as we left her school (in the community where she and her mother live), my foot started hurting pretty damned bad. Now, there were some clouds in the sky, but not that many. So, in the tram on the way to get some ice cream at little Miss Statalina's favorite cafe where I live, I told her I thought it was going to storm really hard, let's stop at a DM Mart and buy some new umbrellas.
She looked at me like I was - but I told her we were going to buy those umbrellas. 45 minutes later, we were shopping at D Mart just about a minute's walk away from said cafe, bought the umbellas and went outside - and it started to pour like crazy, almost on cue.
At that cafe, she then asked me how I knew, and I explained the whole thing with the injury and my now-weather-vane foot. Her eyes widened with a little bit of amazement.
So today, before we went out the door to go do stuff, I see my daughter looking at my foot, studying it....
Ahh, these are the moments...
In late October, 2011, I had a pretty serious foot/ankle injury on the job and did the splint-thing for a week. It healed amazingly fast, so I am still thankful to this day for that.
But ever since then, my foot "tells" me when a storm is coming. It starts to hurt pretty badly about an hour before a storm hits.
So, Friday, as I was bringing my little one home to my place for the weekend, as we left her school (in the community where she and her mother live), my foot started hurting pretty damned bad. Now, there were some clouds in the sky, but not that many. So, in the tram on the way to get some ice cream at little Miss Statalina's favorite cafe where I live, I told her I thought it was going to storm really hard, let's stop at a DM Mart and buy some new umbrellas.
She looked at me like I was - but I told her we were going to buy those umbrellas. 45 minutes later, we were shopping at D Mart just about a minute's walk away from said cafe, bought the umbellas and went outside - and it started to pour like crazy, almost on cue.
At that cafe, she then asked me how I knew, and I explained the whole thing with the injury and my now-weather-vane foot. Her eyes widened with a little bit of amazement.
So today, before we went out the door to go do stuff, I see my daughter looking at my foot, studying it....
Ahh, these are the moments...