DAY 211 -- Good deal, good bread, and good people.

This morning I bought an Oster bread machine for $15 at a garage sale.  Good deal!

Then this afternoon I made dark rye bread, using a recipe recommended by a reader (thanks Susan!).  It turned out fantastic.  Good bread!

But I hope you don't mind if the remainder of this post is about... Good people!

For back story... last night as my husband drove home from work in our one and only car, he realized the alternator had gone out.  We already had an appointment with our mechanic for this Monday to replace the alternator and hoped it would function until then, but it was not meant to be.  He made it home, and as we discussed the situation, we decided to hurry and drive it to our mechanic's place (two miles away) while there was still some juice left in the battery.

We made it there safely, and parked the car near the mechanic's garage where he works behind his home. We left our key and a note in his dropbox, letting him know we would pick it up on Tuesday if it was ready.  Then we walked home.

Around noon today, the mechanic called.  Our car was ready!  He explained that he saw our car parked by his place last night, and since he knew we only had the one vehicle, he decided to get up extra early this morning and work on it so he could get it back to us.

That's right.  Extra early on a Saturday.  His day off.  Talk about above and beyond the call of duty!  His kindness touched us.

Another good person was at the yard sale this morning, where I bought the bread machine. It was a large sale with multiple people contributing.  While I gathered my purchase, a man holding a small tea tin approached the woman in charge.  He explained that he bought it from her "booth" earlier, had taken it home and discovered something out of the ordinary inside, so he returned to the garage sale.  He asked the woman if the tin belonged to her or if she had been selling it for someone else in the complex.  She told him it had belonged to her sister who had passed away, so technically it was hers.  The man told her, "Then the money inside should be yours too," and pulled out a wad of cash.  Six hundred dollars.  She broke down in tears.

There are such good people in this world and I wanted to share it on my blog.  It doesn't have anything to do with healthy eating, but certainly has to do with the health of our society.  May we all live near such people.  And may we all be such people.