Most days I wonder, "Who am I going to tick off and make my new enemy". I don't hate anyone, anymore. It's just people bug me and make me crazy. Let me be more specific: irresponsible, stupid, law-breaking, or obnoxious. Is that a large group?
I am that person in the grocery store with my card ready to scan, paying attention, politely greeting the cashier. I don't engage is small talk, because I know that might draw out the process and delay the line behind me (isn't that considerate of me). I am also the lady who gives small children (13 and under) the stink eye when they are misbehaving and they know it. I am the lady that uses a soft, deep, scary voice to those children when they continue with inappropriate behavior (screaming in the grocery store, texting at church or running wildly about me, etc.) I know where to grab them on the arm that will not leave a bruise.
Today's incident went something like this:
Young lady, approximately 20-22 years old talking on her cell phone while driving (Pet Peeve RED ALERT!) At the red light, I stared her down until she stopped talking and looked at me. I said, in my most polite voice (not that saccharine fake voice that others do so well), "You know you are talking on your cell phone while driving. Not only is that illegal, it's dangerous." (frown-smile). She replied, "It's none of your business." I retorted, "It is my business when you endanger others around you by your carelessness." (fake smile). And here is the best part, she yelled back, "We'll my sister works for the police department." I laughed out loud and waved goodbye. Oh.....(sigh). Another enemy on my list. Who will it be tomorrow? You?
Santa was so kind to bring Wii for the kids. Then Rock Band showed up. Our latest acquisition, Wii Fit. Wheeee! Jenny and her fam damily came for dinner and we made my mom hula hoop. The adults didn't get much time, with the midgets on the loose. I think I will stay home all week and practice my ski jumping.
It's true. #2 turned 14 years old last week. Dad and #3 went to Pole Position with him for his activity. He got a year membership to ride go karts in a warehouse. When I was a kid, my dad bought us a go kart without an engine. We tied it to the back of a 10-speed bike and spun around the elementary school playground. This seem much more uptown.
The Sunday following his bday, #2 was ordained a teacher in the Aaron priesthood. Thanks to Bro Staffieri, Bishop Ham, Dad and Bro. Dixon. All great men, leaders and examples.
Look at that handsome kid! I predict lots of broken hearts in the future..
Now, this is what he wanted for his birthday cake. CANDY! White cake with pink frosting (you can't even see it), sour air heads, topped with skittles. It was totally gross.