another beautiful day

First of all, I want to thank the few people who made comments on my blog recently. It makes my day to know that people are checking in to see what I'm up to. I love getting comments. But I know I'm not good at leaving them on other peoples' blogs. That is one, no two discoveries I have made about myself...

1. That I thrive on human contact. Not even just human contact, but any contact: phone calls, emails, comments on my blog and everything in between.
2. I should be better about posting on other blogs, let my opinion be known and also let people know I am checking in on (stalking) them.

On another note, we had a fantastic day today. Again it was like 83 degrees outside. We took the kids down to Mission Bay and had a picnic and played for a few hours. It was awesome. I also had the opportunity to act on an impulse/impression to do a random act of kindness. It totally took me out of my comfort zone to do this and my heart pounded the whole time and even after I did it, I was still anxious about it. We were getting ready to head home, and we were packing our picnic lunch up and I saw an older gentleman wandering through the park and staring at everybody camped out on their blankets and at picnic tables. I wasn't certain but thought that this man might be homeless and hungry. I had the thought to give him some of our left over food. I thought about it for a minute and asked Todd and my friend Jen if they thought I should. Then we saw him lifting the lids to some of the garbage cans and he ate something out of one of them. So I grabbed a drink, the rest of Brynne's turkey sandwich* and a bag of grapes and went up to this man and just handed him some food. I was really nervous to walk up to a complete stranger. I had no idea what to say..."Hey, are you hungry? Want some food?" But I did it and I'm glad I did. I don't think he likes grapes, though. I saw him throwing some at the birds and letting them eat them. Or maybe he was just paying it forward and feeding the hungry birds. Who knows. But I do know that when I get an impression to do something good, I just do it. I try not to analyze it too much and wonder where that feeling is coming from. I figure, if it is good, and it's not hurting anyone, it doesn't matter, just do it!

*It wasn't bitten into or anything. I had cut her sandwich into 4 pieces and she had only eaten one of them. I gave him the other 3. Hey, if he's eating out of garbage cans, he isn't afraid of a half eaten sandwich. :)