Not much to say today...

My stomach is still feeling crappy, but is starting to improve. Thank God!

Terri Schiavo passed away today. I am sorry for her family's loss, but am glad that her suffering is finally over. I have to say that I am pissed that her husband and family are still fighting. He wouldn't let the family in to see her in her last moments and he also won't let her family know where he is burying her. I guess there is a great deal of bad blood between them, but in this case, I think he is way off base.

It also sounds like the Pope's time on earth is coming to an end. Being a Catholic, this is a very big deal, but even if I were not Catholic, I would still find his death a loss. He has worked hard for peace throughout his life. He has traveled over 775,000 miles to over 100 different countries. As young man, he was a writer. Even now, he fights his death with dignity. He was and is an interesting person. I know that he will be at peace when the time comes.

Here I am talking about death again. That sucks!!! I wish there were some more uplifting things to think about.

Personally, I do have a trip to Miami and Key West coming up. We made our plane reservations today. I am really looking forward to the trip. The bad thing is that Sophia will be staying home. Bob's parents will have her and I know that she will have a great time with them, but I will miss her. I feel sort of guilty about leaving her, but I know that we will have fun. Eight days in sunny Florida will be great. I can't wait to snorkel. I will have an internet connection while I am down there, so maybe I will take you guys along for the ride.

I am going to sign off for now. I am going to watch "Finding Neverland." I have been dying to see this movie. Hopefully, I will not be disappointed.

Have splendid evening!

Outside and other stuff...

I wanted to post this morning, but Blogger was having problems. Sophia is taking a nap, so now is the optimal time.

My stomach is a mess. My eye doctor told me to take Flax Seed Oil for dry eyes. I can not decide if this is making my stomach upset or if it is the increase in chocolate and other candy since Easter? I am hoping it is the oil as I really don't want my yummy Easter candy to go to waste.

This has made my day hell. I was planning on taking Sophia out for a walk today. Right before I left, my stomach started to signal that I needed to head to the bathroom. I was finally able to leave, but the entire time we were taking our walk my stomach was bubbling and cursing. After the walk we headed to the grocery store, where I was scared that I would have to head off to the bathroom that is hidden in the back of the grocery store in the "Employees Only" area. This is undesirable for a number of reasons, one is that I have visited that particular facility before and the cleanliness left much to be desired. Now as I have stated before, I am no neat freak, but what could I do with Sophia if I am by myself getting sick in this gross bathroom. Thankfully, I was able to make it home. So here I sit now, feeling sorry for myself and not getting things done around the house.

Besides the stomach thing, it was a good day to be outside. It was very warm for this time of year. The birds were singing and it really felt like spring. There is a playground at the park that we go to, so Sophia went down the sliding board a few times and I have to admit that I did, too. It is a shame that I am not a bit smaller because my big ass was getting stuck sliding down, but it was still fun.

My advice for the day is to get outside for some fresh air. Breathing in the fresh air can cleanse the soul and brighten your spirits. Also, stay away from the Flax Seed and candy, until I give an update on how I am feeling.

Smile and have a great afternoon!

What can I do to help...

I had a wonderful Easter. I enjoyed the time I had with family and especially enjoyed watching my daughter. She had a ball eating candy and hunting for Easter eggs. We had a fantastic dinner. As I said in my last post, I am very blessed.

Today I was thinking that there must be a way to help others who are not as fortunate as myself. I figured Baltimore City would be a good place to start, so I have placed some links to Baltimore charities on this page. Please take a look at some of these pages and see if there is any way that you can help. If you have another charity that you would like to see here, let me know. I will update this info as often as I can.

I really don't have much else to say. I promise a better post tomorrow!

Have a great night!

No Bob I am not dead...

Of course Bob knows this, because he lives with me. I have just been so busy getting ready for Easter that I have not had time to write. Even though I have found writing in this blog very helpful in my day to day life, I pushed it aside to do other things, when I should have just made the time to do it. As I write, I have cookies in the oven and still have other things to get done for Easter dinner, but I am going to make the time to write now.

I was just thinking about how lucky I am. I have a great husband, a wonderful baby, terrific family and fabulous friends. I have a safe place to live. I have food to eat. I am able to stay at home with Sophia. I am truly blessed. So if I am ever feeling sorry for myself, please give me a gentle reminder.

Here is a little food for thought today. Even if you do not celebrate Easter think of the following when you have a meal today. It comes from an Easter mealtime prayer.

"Remember and bless those whose meal is small or lonely this day."

This sentence is what made me feel so lucky today. I am fortunate to be having a big meal with family. I feel ashamed when I think that there are those who have nothing. I have never gone without in my life, I have always had food and shelter. Even though I complain about what I have had in the past, my basic necessities of life were always met. While I am here baking cookies (a luxury) there is somebody not far from me who will not eat today. So please take a few minutes today to think of how your life is lucky.

If you are celebrating Easter today, "Happy Easter."

Have a terrific day!

News and kids...

I am having a hard time thinking about what to post today. Since I did not post yesterday, I felt that I owed a post today. There was not much going on today.

The news was dismal as usual. Terri Schiavo continues to linger. It may sound cruel, but I hope that she does not linger long, not because I am tired of seeing the story in the news, but because I just want her to find peace. A more spiritual person than myself could explain how what she has ahead of her is so much better than what she is experiencing right now. I know that her parents are religious and if they truly are, you would think that they would want their daughter's spirit to move on. She has been in the vegetative state for 15 years, not able to move or communicate. If you believe that there is a heaven, than you would believe that she would be much better off there.

Two fossil fuel concerns were also in the news. First was the refinery explosion in Texas, where 15 people died and more than a 100 people were injured. Second was the oil spill in a southern California reservoir that was caused by a landslide. Although, these are both just accidents, it still makes me think about why we need to rely less on fossil fuels. Oil spills always concern me. I have not bought gas from Exxon since Exxon Valdez (1989).

It's funny how the news almost never seems to be anything good. Once when I was in Canada, I was amazed by how the news was not so sensational. There were actually at least as many good as there were bad stories. That was seven year ago, so things may have changed. It is hard to be positive sometimes, when your view of the outside world is so crappy. If you guys run across some happy news stories, please forward them to me, I need to see them!!!

I put together Sophia's Easter basket today. I can't wait to give it to her. It is so much fun to watch her do things. There is nothing so precious as watching a child explore and learn. You realize that you are important, because you are a direct influence on something so wonderful that it can not be described. Kids are awesome!

I hope that you guys have a great Friday. Think about the child that you used to be and let that inner child shine.

Good night!

Time...

In two weeks it will be my birthday. I will be 35. God that sounds old. I remember thinking in Elementary school that I would be 30 in the year 2000 and that seemed a long way off. I thought that 30 was ancient.

It seems to me that the last several years have been in a time warp with the time moving faster each year. Bob and I have had our dog, Katie, since 1990. She will be 15 in July. It seems like she just arrived, but when you look at her graying face, you know different. I look back at the pictures of my wedding and it does not seem possible that almost twelve years has passed. Man we looked so much younger. Sophia is now 18 months and it seems like she was born only yesterday. Most days it seems like life is passing me by.

I always get a little strange around my birthday. Maybe I don't want to be old or maybe I just fear getting there. I always think of Pink Floyd's Time when I think of getting older...

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation in the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

They are not very happy lyrics, but they always make me appreciate the day that I am experiencing. I am going to strive to appreciate every moment that I am given and when my time runs out, I hope I have made the world a better place.

Good night!

Try not to be late...

There was not really a whole lot going on today. Sophia is still sick. Between her and the laundry, not much else was done. I hope that Sophia is feeling better tomorrow. She has been either happy or extremely miserable today. You have to be careful, because you don't know which Sophia you might get when you approach her.

Is anybody else tired of seeing Michael Jackson on the news? I think he gets stranger every time I see him. He is sort of like a train wreck, you can't keep yourself from looking. I think it is interesting to see how he has progressed over time. I have to admit that when I was in middle school, I thought he was kind of cute, but man has that totally changed. Talk about plastic surgery gone awry. What is up with him coming to court late and arriving with a medical person in scrubs in his entourage? This is a guy who has no job and has people drive him everywhere he goes, so why can't he be on time?

I have this thing for being on time. If I am even a minute late for something, I am extremely embarrassed. Bob, on the other hand, is almost never on time. So as you can imagine, this causes a great deal of friction when we have to go any place together. I am usually a very laid back person, but being late gets under my skin. If I have to meet somebody and they are late, I am beside myself. I don't know why I am this way, but I am. My mom is on-time, so maybe that might be the one and only way that I am like my mom. Oh God, I said it, I am like my mom. Maybe, I should see a therapist now, before it is too late.

I even find myself being frustrated with Bob when he is late leaving work. Now, he is at work, earning money, I am at home, not working, so why does this piss me off. It is so irrational. I think it is even worse since Sophia was born, because not only do I have to worry about getting myself out the door, but I have to get her ready, too and that can be a pain. I have to chase her to put on her coat and then I have to gather the dozen things that come along with kids (blankets, drinks, diapers, a snack, a toy, etc). By the time I actually do get out the door, I am physically tired and now stressed, because, yup, you guessed it, I am running late.

So for those of you who know me, next time you have to meet me, try not to be late, because you can bet money that I will watching the time.

Well I am off to watch some Miami Vice!

Have a spectacular night!

Hello out there in blogger land...

Well here we are again. It's almost 9:30, Sophia has just gone to bed and here I sit with yet another headache. Headaches suck!

I went shopping today. It was nice to be away from Bob and Sophia for awhile. It is very hard to shop with a toddler, sometimes. There is nothing more embarrassing than going through the line in the grocery store watching Sophia pull magazines off a rack and throw them all over the floor. Everybody, including the cashier looks at you like your child is a brat. You just have to laugh and pick up the magazines.

What is even better to watch is when Sophia decides that she wishes to throw a temper tantrum. I am not just talking crying, I am talking a full-blown, arch your back, scream and throw yourself on the floor event. Unfortunately, there is not much you can do in these situations. You notice that many people are looking at you and rather than draw a crowd, you make a quick exit out of the store. I refer to this as the "Walk of Shame." Ah, the joys of parenting.

It is hard to get into the head of an 18 month old, so I just have to guess my way through. Sometimes, I think she is a devil, but then she smiles at me and everything is okay. When she started to bite, hit and headbutt, I talked to the doctor and he said that it is normal and that she will grow out of it. I just hope it is sooner than later. I keep telling her that nobody wants to play with you if you bite or hit. It is hard to use psychology on a toddler.

The movie Tommy Boy is on TV right now. I am sorry to say that there are some parts of this movie that make me laugh like an idiot. People always talk about how great Chris Farley was, but I often wonder if he would have been nearly as funny without David Spade. David Spade is that perfect combination of comedy and smart ass.

Unlike last time, writing is not helping my headache, it has actually gotten worse, so I am going to sign off for now.

Sweet Dreams!

Kids will be kids...

Each night we go through this routine with Sophia at bedtime. Sometimes it includes a book, sometimes a song, but every night includes a prayer, wishes of good night, many hugs and kisses and finally the promise of I love you. Each night we hope that she will go right to sleep. Sometimes she does, but on nights like tonight, she does not. She will sit in her crib, talk to her babies, sing songs, and sometimes remove her clothes. The latter is what I try to keep under wraps, but sometimes I am not so successful.

Those of you who know my husband will appreciate the irony of Bob's kid wanting to be naked. Sophia knows how to remove every kind of clothing and loves to be naked. I have to admit that I do find it funny and adorable. I am sure that one day Bob and I will be sorry!!

Bob is out watching basketball at a friend's house. I just can't get into that sport. I can watch baseball and love football, but I just don't get basketball. It seems to me that a game could take one fourth of the time with the same results.

On a sad note, I was watching the news and saw the story about Jessica Lunsford, the nine year old girl who was murdered in Florida. I saw her father speak. He said to make sure that you get hugs and kisses from your kids each day. I thought I would cry. Here was this man who some would see as a bit rough around the edges, mourning his child, obviously holding back tears. My thoughts go out to this man and his family. I personally believe that there is a special place in hell for those who molest and murder an innocent child.

We got outside today. We took Sophia to the park. We all had fun. It was great to get outside in the sun and to breathe some fresh air.

We have to get ready for Easter this week. I am going to go to Bob's parents Wednesday night to make a traditional Polish cookie. We make them for special holidays like Christmas and Easter. We made a ton of them for our wedding. It is nice to have a little tradition that other families do not have. On Friday, we are driving down to this church in Baltimore to pick up coddies (codfish cakes for the non-Baltimore people out there) for Easter dinner and then we are going to decorate Easter eggs that evening. Boy, I hope to get some marshmallow peeps in my Easter basket. Yeah, I am 34 years old and still get an Easter basket (damn I'm lucky).

Well, it is time for me to roll.

Good night, sleep tight!!

Okay, I know I am lame, but I have a good excuse...

Sorry for not posting yesterday. Sophia was up a lot on Thursday night with a fever. By Friday morning, it was 103.2. So that warranted a visit to the pediatrician. The doctor says that she has an ear infection. By the time she went to bed at 9:00, I was beat and went to bed around 9:30. Her fever broke last night, so she is on the road to recovery. One bit of advice for other parents and family members, never feel bad about calling the pediatrician.

So where do you guys stand on the removal of Terri Schaivo's feeding tube? I can see both sides in this story. I feel bad for the parents, but also feel bad for her husband. The parents want to hold onto their daughter, I would feel the same. Her husband has met somebody new and has started a family. He also says that Terri would not want to live like this. So who is right? I personally don't want to live that way and have expressed as much to Bob.

I wonder how many families face similar situations each year. It is very important that you have your final wishes known. Make sure that you have a living will, so that you family is not torn apart by having to make these decisions for you. And as hard as it may seem to approach, suggest the same to your family members. When my grandparents were sick, it made our final decisions easier.

I feel like I have been discussing death a great deal lately. YUCK!!! I hate talking about death. Spring arrives in a few days, not to mention Easter (and my birthday). I love the spring. I love the flowers and watching the leaves sprout on the trees. There is this delightful smell in the air. I can't wait! Easter always makes me think of huge dinners at my grandparents and egg hunts in their yard. I am so glad that Sophia is walking now, because we are going to have her first Easter egg hunt for her this year at her grandparents. It's funny how things go around in your life. You do something, then your children do it and then your grandchildren do it. I will enjoy watching Sophia do the things that I did as a child.

Hopefully, the weather will be warm enough for a walk outside today. I could use it.

Have a great day!!!

I have no idea what to write about today...

What the heck should I write about today???? I am at a loss.

I attended my friend's grandmother's funeral today. The service was very nice, but I found my self thinking of my own losses. Today was the 5th anniversary of the death of my grandmother, Helen. As I discussed yesterday, I loved her dearly. I was listing to the pastor speaking of my friend's grandmother, when suddenly I was back in the room at the hospital with the doctor telling my aunt and me that there were "no heroic measures that could be taken" to save my grandmother's life. It felt like a huge weight was placed on my chest and I thought that I was not going to be able to breathe. I guess we are never truly ready to say goodbye.

It is not always a death that gives me these intense emotional moments. I almost always cry when I attend a wedding. It doesn't matter who is getting married. When they start reciting vows, I start to get a knot in my stomach. It is the very same knot that I got in my stomach on the day I was married. I start to get the stomach butterflies and then the tears start to form. It also happens when I see the birth of a child on television. I think about what I went through when Sophia was born and I start to empathsize with the poor mom struggling to bring new life into the world. There is no greater joy in life as when that new baby looks up at you for the very first time.

I had been meaning to tell you guys that I am a bit of an Earth Science nerd. I am facsinated by the weather and volcanos. I am a big fan of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration website. It is a pretty amazing site for all things weather. Another site that I visit quite often contains volcano cams, where you can view volcanos all over the world. I like to watch Mt. St. Helens, Old Faithful Geyser in Yellowstone and Mt. Erebus in Antarctica. Mt. Erebus is more often than not, clouded over, but it is amazing when you consider the extreme weather conditions where the web cam exists. Check these sites out and let me know what you think.

While I am not very happy with my post today, it's all I've got. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day for this blogger.

Have a great evening!!

Today truly is a rambling sort of day...

Right now I am sitting here with the most awful headache. Once again, I am looking for the break from Children's programming. I know that this sort of programming has it's place, but it seems like the same episodes are played repeatedly. Oh well, Sophia loves them and learns a great deal while watching them, so I will shut up about that for now.

I really wanted to discuss more about the Alaska thing that I talked about yesterday, but with the headache it is may not work out. What I will say is that no matter which side you look at (for or against the drilling) you get pretty much equal amounts of info in either direction. While I am obviously entrenched on the opposed to side, I can see why others feel differently, even though I do not agree. After reading through some more stuff today, I wanted to point out that while they are saying there is 11 billion gallons of oil to be found in the refuge, that will not be enough to solve our oil issues. The United States uses 20 million barrels of oil a day, even if they were to find 15 billion gallons of oil, this would only be enough oil for just over two years at our current rate of consumption. While the US has only 5% of the world's population, we consume 25% of the oil. Also remember that this will do nothing to rid us of the current high oil prices, because the drilling will probably not occur for 7 to 10 years.

As you may or may not already know, today our Senate voted 51-49 in favor of opening up the refuge for oil drilling. This will be contingent on Congress passing a budget with the Senate provision for ANWR, something they failed to do last year, so there is still hope.

I really have nothing else to say on the subject right now.

I am still longing for spring. Even though the temperature today was over 40, I would love to see it at least in the 60's. As soon is it is a bit warmer, I am going to start gardening with Sophia. This will probably be an adventure, but she loves to be outside, so it will probably be a good time.

A friend's grandmother passed away this week. Grandparents have this special place in my heart. Since 1996, I have lost all of mine. Each one had something that made them unique. My first Grandparent to pass away was my mother's father Norman, , he was a quiet man, who always seemed old, but he is what I best remember about my summer visits. He kept chickens and grew the most wonderful garden. My second grandparent parent died in 1999, he was my father's step-father, Ed, but the only grandfather I ever knew on that side. He was a businessman at heart. He loved to look through his stocks each day and was always looking for a bargain. He wrote his own obituary and made his own funeral arrangements. In the end, he wanted the most modest funeral possible. That thought still makes me smile. His wife, my grandmother, Helen, passed away four months after him. I to this day believe she died from a broken heart. In many ways, she was the mother I never had. Apparently, my personality is just like hers. She used to say that she never met a stranger. She had a heart of gold. These grandparents (Helen & Ed) traveled the world. When they died, their ashes were spread in the Caribbean, so they will always be traveling together. My last grandparent to pass was my mother's mother, Ludelle. She died just a few days before I found out that I was pregnant with my daughter. It was a neat continuation of life. This grandmother was a party girl and loved to have a good time. We grandchildren always knew how to push her buttons and would laugh like crazy when she yelled at us in her husky smokers voice. She was a trip.

No matter what you are doing right now, stop and give your grandparents a quick thought. I miss mine dearly and wish they could have been here to meet Sophia. I think they would have had a fun time with her.

I guess this writing must be beneficial, because my headache is gone.

Have a wonderful evening!!!

What a mistake this would be...

Today while reading the news, I came across an article regarding artic oil exploration. I have always been opposed to this and have trouble understanding why this would be necessary.

According to the Defenders of Wildlife website, oil production in these areas would not occur for at least ten years. This would not help to eliminate our current oil shortages. Another thing to consider is how people such as George Bush would personally benefit from this, if passed. In the 2000 presidential campaign, oil companies were in the top ten largest contributors to the Bush campaign. While Bush's assets were put into a trust when he became president, don't you think he will go back to supporting oil companies when he is no longer in office. Besides these points, you have to consider the overall damage that would occur to the environment.



In my mind, the money and time would be better spent on finding other souces of energy. We need to end our dependence on fossil fuels. Eventually we will have used all of the fossil fuels that are available. Should we destroy a beautiful part of the world so that people can drive SUV's? We should familiarize ourselves with how we can help. If you would life some info on other sources of energy, check out Renewable Energy Policy Project.

I have been up on this soapbox for long enough. I just wanted to share my thoughts with you. It is important that we solve some of these problems not only for ourselves, but for our children and our children's children. The world really is a beautiful place that we should strive to protect.

Thanks to some friends...

Recently there has been talk among some fellow bloggers regarding helping others (Tao Te Chuck and Bemused Musings). Each blog contained stories about how taking the time to listen to somebody could have made a difference in that person's life.

Today I had my own encounter that I would like to share. I went to the store with my daughter and on the way in an elderly gentleman commented about how lovely my daughter was. I thanked him and he started talking about his grandchild. I was going to try to get out of the conversation, but then I thought about the recent conversations between my friends and thought better of it. I figured I should show some kindness and talk with the man. Maybe he just needed somebody to talk to, so I stopped and listened. He made comments about the troubled status of families today and why he felt families were having so many problems. What I really want to share was his final thoughts before we parted. He said that kids today have no self-esteem. He said that parents need to make the time to tell their kids that they are loved and that they are wonderful. I then thought about my own childhood. I never really felt loved or encouraged by my parents, so maybe he's right. It's too late for me to find out such things about myself, but maybe I was meant to hear this for my daughter's sake.

So I need to thank my friends for their recent posts. While I don't know if my talking to this man was a help to him, it was a help to me. He helped me to realize that there are good and thoughtful people in the world. The little gem of knowledge that he shared regarding raising children will be with me always. So even if you don't know if a conversation is helping the person you are listening to, listen anyway, because the benefits may be on your side as well.

This really irritates me...

Right now I am sitting here reading the news while my daughter watches Sesame Street. After you watch these kind of shows on a daily basis for months on end, you look for a personal diversion. Mine today, was the news.

I saw a headline regarding an article about Hilary Swank last night, but did not look at the article until this morning. She is fighting a $150.00 fine for bringing two pieces of fruit into New Zealand. They have these sort of laws in place for a reason. If a non-native pest is brought into a country, it can take over and do serious crop damage or even wipe out species of plants. Even when you cross the border into Canada, they will ask you if you have fruit in your car, for the same reason. When Bob and I went to the Domican Republic our bags were searched by customs, because we had been to a fruit plantation outside of the US.

First the fine is so low, why not just pay it. I am sure that she is worth at least that. No, she would rather pay a lawyer to fight the fine. Does she have no other way to spend her money? Wouldn't it be better spent by being donated to a charity. Second, does she feel that because she is a recent Oscar winner, that she is exempt from following basic rules? Does that make her above the law? Maybe, she is just too stupid to understand the concept. She irritates me.

In our society, we put so much importance on fame. We hold celebrities in such high esteem, that no matter what they do, they are thought wonderful. I am sure that there are people out there who think that the New Zealand government is being unfair to Hilary. I really want to know why this story was newsworthy in the first place. She needs to stop complaining and pay the fine!!!

Do I really have anything to say that is worth listening to?

For one, my grammer is horrible and two, my life is really boring. So what you are going to read is going to be boring and probably poorly written. Oh well, read if you so desire. I have nothing so exciting to talk about as does Chuck, really have no special interest like Bob or Dave, and my writing style is so inferrior to somebody like Amanda that one would wonder, why post at all? I have really mulled that question over. WHY??? When it comes down to it, I think that many of us are rather boring, but may have a good way of hiding it.

My days consist of playing with a beautiful and brilliant 18 month old girl, Sophia. She is my daughter and the true light of my life. Each day is something new with her. While some people may find talking about one's children boring, she is what I do. She is my job. One good thing about that being my job is that while others are cooped up in an office, I am free to go out an wonder around the countryside. This statement makes me long for spring. I am so sick of it being sunny, but not quite warm enough to wear shorts or short-sleeved shirts.

My other jobs include cleaning and cooking. Cleaning has never been a strong point with me, so most of the time there are mutant dust bunnies and other more unruly things floating around our house. Some people may find this discusting, but honestly, I would rather play with Sophia than worry about whether or not the clutter in my home has been picked up. Cooking on the other hand, I would consider one of my strong points. I love to try new things.

Right now, I should be doing dishes or something, but as it stands I am here waiting for laundry to dry so that I can get dressed. I am looking at my 14 almost 15 year old dog, Katie and one of our three cats, Neil, laying on the living room floor, napping. Sometimes, I wish that I could completely appreciate a sunny spot on the floor like my cats do. Oh, to be a pampered domestic animal.

So while I may not have something brilliant or trendy to talk about, I will just talk about what is and what it is like to be me.

Asshole drivers

Today while out shopping, we pulled into a convenience store to get a drink. I turned left into the parking lot only to be nearly hit by about three cars. The last of them was this old guy who rudely gestures that the parking lot is one way. Now I have been to this same store several times and have gone into the parking lot the same way and never have I noticed a single sign that says that there is only one way to go. I double checked today and saw no sign. So this guy like so many guys was just driving and acting like an asshole.

I swear driving brings out the worst in us all. I don't think that there is ever a time that I am on the road that I do not get irritated about something. I used to think it was because I was rushing to work or something, but now that I don't work, what is my excuse? Am I an asshole driver, too? Are we all asshole drivers? What was it like before cars? Did people cut each other off while riding horses? I doubt that!

Maybe we should each assign ourselves the task of being a more courteous driver for one week and see if it will make a difference. I doubt it will work, but I am willing to give it a try. How about you?