damn bad cats

I'm having a REALLY bad week, and while there have been a few bright spots, I have felt kicked in the gut, stunned, heartbroken, and furious...I have cried so much I can't even get my contacts in...I really want to write something funny and entertaining, I just don't think I can. Something really awful happened last night that I don't even want to think about much less write about (maybe I will work up the courage over the weekend) and then just this morning, as if my week hasn't been bad enough, one of those "well meaning mean ladies" gave me her two cents and...ECH. Good news, it made me remember an old post, which was kinda funny so I'm gonna re-run that for ya and hopefully you can get a laugh.

So the Pea and I got up really early this morning, and I felt like we needed a treat so we headed off to the DD drive-thru. When we arrived there were about a million cars and the Pea was yelling to "go i-side mommy, go i-side!" so we did. Well the Pea was wearing her monkey PJs, which have the built in footies, but no shoes. It is pretty ugly here, cold and rainy, so I carried her inside and then put her down (I know the irony, after just running a post on NOT wearing PJs in public...). Well a lady got her coffee and turned around to leave and noticed us...

"Hi there sweetie, aren't you beautiful, what pretty eyes you have! You really should be wearing shoes though, and why do you still have pajamas on?"

Ok, granted it's not like she said "OMG, you horrible woman! Put some shoes on your kid!" but that is what it felt like. I didn't have a squirt gun, I didn't have the energy for a witty response...I am fresh out of moxie these days as I think it ran out my eyes or nose, so I just offered a meek smile and ordered my coffee and the horrible sugar and fat laden doughnut that I'm sure if she knew the Pea was going to eat most of she would have had something to say about.

Anyway here ya go...wish I had been in the mood I had been in that day...

Sunday, July 6, 2008

bad cats
As is our usual Sunday morning custom the Pea and I headed out early for doughnuts, since we had a house full I decided to skip the drive-thru and go inside since I would be ordering a bunch of crap and nothing infuriates me more than sitting at at a drive-thru waiting for ONE damn cup of coffee when the person in front of me is ordering like 12 breakfast sandwiches.

Anyway, once I have my bags and boxes and coffee in hand, we head out the door, and since I cannot carry the Pea with all the other stuff, she is walking beside me. Keep in mind this is a small parking lot, we are not at the mall or Walmart. We are almost to the car and another car rounds the corner and starts approaching, I tell the Pea to hustle and get out of the way - which she does - and start to get the loot in the car so I can then put her in. The lady in the car then starts blowing her horn, pulls up beside me, rolls down the window and yells:"Small children should NOT be allowed to walk in parking lots alone!"

Alone? What?! I'm right here...Well, since she had a tight perm, blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick the only thing I could think to say was:"YOU should NOT be allowed outside looking like that!"

She didn't have anything to say after that, and I presume she went inside for coffee...clearly she needed one (and a new hairdo but that's beside the point) seriously though, WTF?

The Pea was NOT in any danger, I don't, as a rule, put her in harms way, why do some people think it's their job to tell you how to parent? I swear every time I go out, there is some old lady who pops up out of nowhere (usually wearing blue eyeshadow and pink lipstick) to tell me I should or shouldn't do this or that. About a week ago some random lady walked up to the Pea, grabbed her pacie out of her mouth and said "give me that, you shouldn't have that!" I WAS STUNNED...what? excuse me, I should have grabbed the vinyl Louis-Vuitton knock-off out of her hand and said the same thing...I mean really, fake purses are a way worse crime against humanity than a 2yr old with a pacie...jeezus.

I wonder if there is a way to get through to these women? Cuz you can't really say anything to them, they always think they're right, but what if, like with a bad cat, you said nothing and just sprayed them with a squirt gun...eventually they would get the hint and stop doing it, right?...I think I'm gonna go buy a squirt gun.