If I Lived Another's Life

Do you ever wonder what other people's lives are like? Not the celebrities or the rich and famous, but the regular folks.
I consider myself a regular folk, and some of the strangest things happen to me.
Some people say I'm just very observant. They say weird stuff happens to everyone else; I just notice it.
I have an eye for weirdness.
These are just some of my latest adventures:

1. I pulled into a parking space the other evening at the boy's karate school. The car beside me had some hair hanging in the backseat. Pieces and sections of hair... clipped to a pants hanger. After some checking around to my sources (my sis-in-law and brother) I was informed that this is how people who wear extensions keep them tidy. Hmmmm.
But why were they hanging in the car? Did the hair need to go for a drive?


2. The boy has a new hobby. He gives our cat piggyback rides. Last week, he came around the corner into the den with our cat on his back. He had her bottom on his shoulders, her back legs hanging around his neck, and he was holding her front paws like hands. I was laughing so hard I couldn't sit up. She was just sitting there... bug-eyed and riding along.
When he told me about how he struggled to get her up there, I laughed even harder.
The next morning, we were getting ready to head out the door, and the cat was meowing and meowing. I said, "What is that cat's problem?!?"
He said (dead serious), "She probably wants another piggyback ride."


3. Snoop Dog was at our Chick Fil-A. We tend to visit Chick Fil-A at least once a week... after soccer practice. The last time we were in there, so was Snoop Dog. Well, I'm sure it wasn't the real Snoop Dog, but it looked just like him. I texted my friend, J, to tell her and this was our text conversation:
J:   Take a picture.
Me:  There is no way I can possibly sneak a photo. He'll see me.
J:  LOL. I am at a Holy Week service.
Me:   Now I feel like a heathen. You are at a Holy Week service, and I am at Chick Fil-A with Snoop Dog.

So then I consulted with my other 2 sources (my sis-in-law and brother) to tell them about Snoop Dog.
Me:   I am at Chick Fil-A with Snoop Dog.
My Brother:   Fo Shizzle?
Me:   Word.

I will work on getting a picture of the piggyback riding cat, and the next time I see Snoop Dog eating at Chick Fil-A, I will ask for his autograph.