On Christmas Eve, I found myself inexplicably in the Big Horse Safeway parking lot, climbing over others to grab a few purchases on my way home from my day job (yeah, I worked on 12-24) for the family gathering.

As I was loading a bag or two into the back of my tiny Echo, a green Dodge Caravan careened into the spot next to mine. I always expect a soccer mom or dad to step out of these minivan-things. Instead, out comes a CHP officer in full khaki uniform. I stared, as I am prone to do, and wished him a happy holiday, green minivan and all. I hesitate to call this guy Mr. Mom…but I think Officer Mom might do. Yes I know. CHP officers have lives; some of them even live normal ones. Meanwhile, it struck me as odd–I would have been less surprised if Santa Claus had come out of the green minivan. Ho Ho Ho.

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