To the Cyclists I Saw This Morning

Bravo to you for your 5:30 am exercise. However, you should learn some basic rules. I was "sharing the road," but you don't get to take more than half of it. You are on a road that has a bike lane, it would be great if you could keep yourselves in it or the right lane, but I cannot figure out why in the world you need to ride on the dotted line between the right and left lanes of traffic. Don't worry - I will not hit you because I don't care enough about you to go to jail. But let this be your warning...if you do this again, I will run my windshield washing fluid the entire time I pass you.

The future of writing

While I love my iPhone, I have issues with the future of parenting and writing. No, I do not have children. No, I do not know how difficult it is to teach someone how to write. However, I do not think that teaching your child to trace letters with their fingertip on and iPad is doing them any great service for the future. I mean, how would you ever write on paper to say, leave someone a note or in Snarky's case, keep up with your paper calendar, if you don't know how to write with anything other than the tip of your finger. I just don't understand how that is considered teaching someone how to write. Although I also don't understand how you come to be a college educated adult and not know how to properly hold a knife and fork, so maybe it's just me.

The Most Hated Holiday of the Year

So, I'm not really a big fan of Valentine's day. For so many years, it was just another day to me. Now though, I'm married to someone who thinks it is an important day. Funny - because this is the same man who has only purchased me flowers once in four years. So Fabio was all excited to cancel his gym workout and make plans for Tuesday night until he realized that dance studios don't close for Hallmark holidays.


Next week I will think about everyone who is receiving beautiful flower arrangements and how my husband doesn't purchase flowers because everyone would assume he has done something wrong. Oh yeah, and I will spend my Valentine's evening with 8 rowdy 7-9th graders. fun times.

Urban Legends

I probably don't strike you as one who believes urban legends. I call bluff on most of them. However, the other day, I found myself deciding just not to chance it. On my drive to work a 5:40 am, I saw a car pulling out of the gas station without their headlights on. I look around to see if any other cars are around - when I don't see any, I choose to let the driver possibly be in a car wreck instead of flashing my lights to signal to them. After all, I don't want to die in a gang initiation and I feel certain that they happen right before rush hour. A few blocks later, I also came to the realization that since my car has automatic headlights, I'm not even sure how to flash them. Guess I'm safe from the gangs for at least one more day.

New Year's Revolution

I understand that it should be resolution, but I can't count the number of people I've heard talk about their New Year's Revolution recently. I mean, I can't event keep a resolution, much less start a revolution - more power to all of these people...I wonder what the difference in timing is between breaking your resolution and stopping the revolution?

To Dream the Impossible Dream

So I was hanging out with Snarky today and once again complaining that I don't understand who would purposefully purchase control top tights. Another friend had to listen to this rant while in Target and added that all control top tights do is give you two rolls instead of one. Good point friend. So Snarky and I were lamenting the muffin top that can be caused from ill fitting tights. Snarky pointed out that she wished the fat could be pushed down - because most of the time you are wearing boots, so who cares if you had a little kankle problem in your boot.

Then it happened. Snarky had an epiphany. She is going to invent tights that go over your head. I know what your thinking - they will have to snap in an inconvenient area right? Nope, Snarky is going to work through that problem. I was going to have her write again, but I think she's going to busy with the project for quite some time. I'll let you know when she finds the solution.

Back to the Grind

So today I went back to work. Of course it was rough, I've not been on a schedule in two weeks. Want to know how much I whine and groan? Fabio sent me a text to ask how my first day back was going and I responded that I was really trying to have a positive attitude. When I got home he asked again, and then my mom called....and they were both proud of me for keeping a positive attitude until 2:00 p.m.

My mom has a new theory that maybe I need an elf on the shelf to keep me from saying or doing anything I shouldn't. I think she thinks she can get it on clearance and it certainly wouldn't hurt me to try it.