Hey, where are my tire chains?
And, hooray for the special dance, but boo to stores that didn’t carry bigger Seahawks T-shirts.
RAVE For the man who gave my grandnephew a team-signed basketball at the Harlem Globetrotters game. My grandnephew’s grade-school team was in the halftime show and he was so disappointed he couldn’t play due to his recent liver transplant. Your gift made his day!
RANT AND RAVE Rant to the person I loaned tire chains to so you could make it home after a snowfall weeks ago. You said you would return the chains the next day. I’m still waiting (but not very optimistically). Rave to me for being nice and helping my fellow man in need.
RAVE To the specialized programs staff of Seattle Parks & Recreation for putting on the Valentine Sweethearts Dance for adults with different abilities. Everyone came dressed up and excited to meet and greet friends old and new, with lots of hugs and a festive evening of dancing the night away — no wallflowers here! Thanks to the program’s incredible support and activities for special-needs people and their families.
RANT To companies making T-shirts commemorating the Seattle Seahawks fabulous Superbowl win not having large sizes available. I went to several stores and the biggest size I could find was XL Many people wear 2XL or larger; my two brothers-in-law, sisters-in-law, my hubby and myself would all love to show our Seahawks support but can’t find shirts available in our sizes.
RAVE To the Seattle businesses and King County Superior Court for their gracious help preparing for our Valentine’s Day wedding. We’ve been together 22 years and Referendum 74 made marriage a reality for us. You all made us feel so special!
RANT AND RAVE Rant to the woman at the airport who knocked my 76-year-old mother to her knees, glanced back and kept going. Shame on you for not stopping to help her. Rave to the SeaTac employees who chased the culprit, though they weren’t able to catch up with her.
RAVE AND RANT Rave to the company where I work for having a gym on-site to foster a culture of fitness. Rant to my co-workers who use the facilities and then don’t shower afterward. Yes, we can smell you.
RANT To the hot-dog vendor who refused to give me change for the $20 that I gave him, insisting it was a $5. You thought I was drunk but I was stone sober. Have since found out you are known for pulling this. You give street vendors a bad name!
RAVE To the snowflake trees of Freeway Park. They’re magical!
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