Look the other way

You're in line for over 5 minutes. A new line opens up and the cashier says "Next person in line please." Then the LAST person in line sprints to the new line.

Who does that?! People will be selfish if you let them get away with it. I can't take it anymore.

I sweetly said, "Oh, I think she said the NEXT person in line, not the LAST."

I know human nature is to avoid confrontation, but in all honesty it really doesn't bother me that much. To see this inconsiderate lady turn red and try to stammer out some excuse didn't bother me- there is no excuse! You thought you could get away with treating everyone like crap because they wouldn't speak up! Maybe I'm a bad person, because I didn't feel bad. It almost worries me, I feel little to no emotion for her. I only see logic: you did something selfish and stupid, of course you should feel ashamed.

I think I'm being desensitized. It must be all the tv and internet...

Gossip Girl

Cam has a phone that cheerfully exclaims, "Hello! I LOVE talking to you!" She is in a stage of repeating verbatim what she hears, but somehow this sentence has been changed in her head. How she hears it and repeats it goes like this, "Hello! I LOVE talking about you!"

Gossiping. It's in a woman's genetic material.

OOOHH AAAAHH

Don't tell me if it's a lie.

I got this in an email. I don't normally engage in forwarding, and I didn't this time, but I do want to share. If this gets snoped and turns out a lie, please don't tell me. I prefer to live in a world where this is true. I know Xmas is different things to different people. I know I'm not a great example of the person Xmas is meant for, but I do use it as a time to notice the good things about humankind. Makes me miss my grandfather, who was a WWII veteran and hero, so much.


CHRISTMAS AT ARLINGTON CEMETERY

Arlington National Cemetery


Rest easy, sleep well my brothers.
Know the line has held, your job is done.
Rest easy, sleep well.
Others have taken up where you fell, the line has held.
Peace, peace, and farewell...



Readers may be interested to know that these wreaths -- some 5,000 -- are donated by the Worcester Wreath Co. of Harrington, Maine. The owner, Merrill Worcester, not only provides the wreaths, but covers the trucking expense as well. He's done this since 1992. A wonderful guy. Also, most years, groups of Maine school kids combine an educational trip to DC with this event to help out. Making this even more remarkable is the fact that Harrington is in one the poorest parts of the state.

We hear too much about the bad things people do; everyone should hear about this.

Too soon

Buddha has been asking me about why people call their mommies MOM. Then today he drops a bomb on me. He tells me he will call me mom, and then he does it in a natural sentence.

So he's now a little boy, and we'll now be going to get his long hair chopped off.

This makes me want to have another baby. Maybe watching him and his sister chase each other through the house with a broom will get rid of that feeling. Maybe.

Piggies!

We finally have enough hair to pull into a semi pigtail!

My week

This week will be a busy busy week for me. I have to bake 6 loaves of bread and drop them off, but and deliver a buttload of soft drinks, participate in something HUGE for our website, and then Thursday is my Sabbath... my day where I say HMMPH! to any and all and I enjoy a delicious dinner and watch Twilight in preparation for the midnight showing of New Moon. We were there last year for the midnight showing of Twilight and this year is no different.

Then on Friday, I will be a zombie... then on Saturday we have a grownup birthday party.