I am finally feeling like my good old self again. I was sick on and off for a few weeks and was starting to get depressed because all I had the energy to do was drain myself at work, then come home and crash out. I hadn't seen friends, I felt totally disconnected from everyone and my house was an absolute pig sty!!!!! This weekend I was able to relax with Matt, go to an amazing baby shower, clean my house, spend time with friends and even excersize!!
I'm feeling refreshed and energized! I'm excited!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
I believe the children are our future....
... teach them well and let them lead the waaaaaaaaaaaaay......
Yeah... Whitney Houston turned out to be a junkie, so I guess this theory was thrown out with the trash.
True Story:
I was driving down the road on Saturday and I stopped at a red light. I was the first in line to go. I honestly wasn't paying attention, I think I was checking out my make up in the mirror or something irritating like that. Suddenly, I hear a loud and long "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK". I looked up and the light was green, but it couldn't have been green very long because the guy that was first in line next to me was JUST starting to go and the people behind him weren't honking yet. I take my foot off the brake, and start to accelerate, meanwhile the A-Hole behind me is STILL honking. So, I drive totally slow (and I flip him off. Hey, I'm from SoCal, what do you expect?).
I'm driving slow just to piss this guy off at this point (seriously, appx. 10 mph in a 45), know ing that he'll swoop around me, but laughing because I have officially ruined his Saturday by taking 12 seconds from his day. I can see him behind me SCREAMING, flailing his arms all around... he swoops around me and pulls up next to me yelling, screaming, still flailing his arms... spit is coming out of his mouth. I'm thinking "Wow, you are really worked up about this", but at the same time I'm kind of getting nervous because this guy is obviously a crazy m-f-er. Then I notice that he isn't in the car alone. There is a girl (maybe late teens, early twenties) in the passenger seat, with her head down and her hands covering her face. Poor thing. I felt bad for her, I'd be embarassed if my dad/boyfriend/husband, whatever the hell this psycho dude was, acted like a nut job like that.
Here comes the best part - as he was accelerating past me, I see that he has TWO KIDS in the back seat. One of them was about six or seven and was looking the other way, but the one in the CAR SEAT was FLIPPING ME OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
W.T.F???????????????????????
Nice parenting skills you asshole.
Yeah... Whitney Houston turned out to be a junkie, so I guess this theory was thrown out with the trash.
True Story:
I was driving down the road on Saturday and I stopped at a red light. I was the first in line to go. I honestly wasn't paying attention, I think I was checking out my make up in the mirror or something irritating like that. Suddenly, I hear a loud and long "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK". I looked up and the light was green, but it couldn't have been green very long because the guy that was first in line next to me was JUST starting to go and the people behind him weren't honking yet. I take my foot off the brake, and start to accelerate, meanwhile the A-Hole behind me is STILL honking. So, I drive totally slow (and I flip him off. Hey, I'm from SoCal, what do you expect?).
I'm driving slow just to piss this guy off at this point (seriously, appx. 10 mph in a 45), know ing that he'll swoop around me, but laughing because I have officially ruined his Saturday by taking 12 seconds from his day. I can see him behind me SCREAMING, flailing his arms all around... he swoops around me and pulls up next to me yelling, screaming, still flailing his arms... spit is coming out of his mouth. I'm thinking "Wow, you are really worked up about this", but at the same time I'm kind of getting nervous because this guy is obviously a crazy m-f-er. Then I notice that he isn't in the car alone. There is a girl (maybe late teens, early twenties) in the passenger seat, with her head down and her hands covering her face. Poor thing. I felt bad for her, I'd be embarassed if my dad/boyfriend/husband, whatever the hell this psycho dude was, acted like a nut job like that.
Here comes the best part - as he was accelerating past me, I see that he has TWO KIDS in the back seat. One of them was about six or seven and was looking the other way, but the one in the CAR SEAT was FLIPPING ME OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
W.T.F???????????????????????
Nice parenting skills you asshole.
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