Go back to your playpen, Baby!

Last night was karaoke at Alpplebee's, just like it is every Tuesday night.  While for the most part I enjoy the music and the 1/2 price appetizers (ok I love the 1/2 price appetizers, you can't beat queso for $2.99) but last night, a line was crossed.

There was an elderly couple there that did not fit in with the regular 25-35 crowd.  Normally by the time karaoke starts at 9PM all the families with little children and anyone over the age of "old" has gone home to take out there teeth and go to bed.  This is not age discrimination.  It's just a simple fact.  What pushed me over the edge was this:  On more than one occasion this particular couple would get up and *gulp* dirty dance.  Full on gyrating all over each other.  It was like watching a dry run of what would happen later when they got home (at least I hope they waited until they got home).

I'm not saying you can't have a fulfilling love life when your old, I'm just saying don't have it at Applebee's....in front of me....while I'm eating!

Uhm....He will break a hip.

To make matters worse this guy asked me and my friends to "scoot over a few chairs" to make room for his friends, which ended up putting me at the very end of the bar where no one talks to you.

I know!  So rude.

Why do we do that????

This morning I was getting ready for work and chatting with my niece who had spent the night. Her sister called her name from the living room to ask her a question. Her response was a nasty, snotty "WHAT?!". I immediately felt the anger rise in my chest. She will often speak to her sister with vile in her voice for no apparent reason. So instead of lovingly explaining how important it is to speak kindly to others, especially those we love, I snapped back "DON'T TALK TO HER LIKE THAT". Using pretty much the same tone she had. How could I expect her to learn anything from that?

It got my mind going.

Last week I was at the grocery store and the lady in line in front me had two small kids in her cart. The little boy was tormenting his littler sister when the mother smacked the boy upside his head and loudly stated "Don't hit your sister". How can you tell your child not to hit when you are hitting them? The worst part? I have been guilty of this!

I'm also guilty of walking into a room where kids are fighting and yelling at the top of my lungs to "STOP! YELLING!".

I also got to thinking about the language I use or music I listen to when I know I'm going to have kids in my car. I'm very good at editing myself and making sure I have good music that I think their parents would approve of. Why do I take these extra steps when they are around? I don't want them to listen to lyrics that are bad or language that is bad. I want better for them. But why don't I want better for myself?

Its something I'm working on and just wanted to share with you how stupid we all are at times. Ya know, just in case you hadn't noticed.

So what is something you do that doesn't always make sense?

Sometimes laughing is the only thing keeping you from crying.

 

 I confess. . . .

* I'm starting to get a little peeved when people come over and comment on my boxes that are still unpacked.

* "Didn't you move in 2 months ago?"

* 3 actually but who's counting....I mean besides you obviously?  JA

 

* Or when they comment about my dog lounging on the couch.

* She lives here....you do not.

* I cry a lot more than I use to, which is weird considering I'm a lot happier than I have been in a long time.

* Does this make me crazy?

* It's not like a one, single, solitary tear either.

* I'm talking full facial contortion, streaking make up, and some kind of foreign dialect coming from my mouth.

You can't be a pretty princess ALL the time Kim!

You spilled the haterade ~ Pauly D

{1} What was the last thing you searched for online? 
"business sample letters" My boss thinks I'm a genius at writing letters but really it's all google.
 
{2} If we visit your home state, what is one MUST we should do before leaving?
Cafe Rio pork burrito.  You will never look at mexican food the same again.
 
{3} What do you think pharmaceutical companies should invent a pill for that isn't on the market yet?
A cure all.  Whatever ails you, take this pill and everything will be all right.  Cancer, no worries just pop a cure all.  Weight issues, cure all.  Annoying neighbors, Cure. All.
 
{4} When was your first kiss? Was it good or bad?
5th grade....It was....5th grade, how good could it be?
 
{5} What is your guilty pleasure tv show that you can not miss?
Jersey Shore....I know Bethany, stop judging me now! 

It's not like I want to shank people.

They just deserve it.

* Work has been especially great this week.

* I have some woman calling me every 5 minutes all pissy about the food in her freezer that spoiled.

* Uhm....I didn't break it.

* I especially love it when I tell people we don't have an open appointment for 2 weeks and they ask me 5 times if there's any way I can fit them in sooner.

* Listen, we want to MAKE money if there was any possible way I could put you on the schedule sooner so we don't lose your business to another service provider, I totally would!

* We are like the dentist. Payment is expected at the time of service.

* I know we are expensive but we are not the only dog and pony show in town. We are however the best in town and you get what you pay for.

* And why is it that people totally ignore the first 3 invoices I send but they get the fourth one with the collection threat and they call up like I just decapitated My Little Pony.

* I get at least 3 calls a week from people with broken dishwashers wanting to know what their suppose to do since we can't get to them for 2 weeks.

* It's called "elbow grease". Learn it. Live it. Love it.

* And to cap off my week, I have this old bitty that lives in my condominium complex who has made it her sworn mission in life to make me miserable.

* I get about 2 emails a month from the management office for some complaint she has lodged against me.

* Bogus complaints.

* Oh for the love of all that is holy please make her go back to wherever it is she came from!

Sometimes you just need to say it

Or in this case, blog about it!  When something happens that gets me really, really fired up I use to complain to everyone and anyone that would listen. Now I'm a little more reserved mainly because I have learned that it can come back to bite you on the keister! But sometimes you just need to say it. You just need to get it off your chest and rage about it so you can then start to calm down and move on.

Today's ranting topic is a female personage who lives in the vicinity of my home. I refuse to call her neighbor

I received an email this morning informing me that she is complaining that I have too many guests in the pool and that they are unsupervised.

Yes Jeremy, you can be my lifeguard anytime.
These "guests" she speaks of are my sister (who is of legal adult age plus about 20 years) and her two 13 year old daughters.

No David, please let me drown.
She also complained about several other people who live in our condominium complex so at least I can rest easy at night knowing she doesn't have some personal vendetta against just me.

I can tell because EVERYONE hates you!
The worst thing is every time I see her and her evil spawn they smile and wave and ask me how I am.

Oh I know you don't care!  And from now on neither do I!

Look away Holly, look away!

(Maizee and her BFF)

Maizee made it through her first trip around the sun!  Happy Birthday!