Gib's dad celebrated his 70th birthday yesterday, January 10th.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! (or Pops as my girls affectionately call him)
They had a party at their house Saturday night for some of their friends, and we tagged along. I wanted to get him a blow-up walker as a gag gift. So off to the mall we went.
Have you been in a Spencer store lately?
Well, I had not been in one for at least 15 years. And let me tell you, I was in a bit of shock.
We walked in as a family of four, and Gib kindly escorted the girls back out the front door very soon after stepping inside.
I couldn't believe my eyes. Spencer used to just have gag gifts and fun items for parties.
After searching the store, I couldn't find what I was looking for. I felt a bit like an idiot going up to the sales person asking for a blow-up walker since the store clearly markets for a younger, different clientele with very different interests/desires. To my surprise, tucked away in a corner, they had one along with a blow-up bedside commode. I got the walker, paid for it, and quickly walked out the door to meet up with my family.
To say that I experienced a bit of culture shock would be a definite understatement. I really wasn't prepared for the changes in that store...but now I know.
Jessica surprised us all by hobbling into the party with the walker saying, "I'm supposed to be here for a party", walking and sounding like an elderly woman. The room of 70-somethings erupted into laughter.
Ahhh, the little things that make us proud!
Let me clarify the Pops is not elderly by any means. He is very much the handy man and handles their large farm with many animals just fine. Well, maybe with a few aches and pains, but he manages very well. I am blessed to have had this man in my life as a father-figure for the past 20 years.
WE LOVE YOU, POPS!