The Housewife's Brood

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Things that drive me crazy...part 1

Since the world was uneventful today, I thought I would share some things that tend to drive me a little batty:

1. Coupon scams! Nothing gets my goat more than having a coupon that I think is a great deal until I get to the store, find the product (which can alone be quite a task) and then realize that I have to buy two or six of the product in order to get the whole 50 cents off!

2. When people pull out right in front of you while you are going 45 mph through a green light and then goes 10 mph...and there isn't a passing lane.

3. When truck drivers honk their horns at me when I have the top down on my car. First, it scares the crap out of me because a horn honking usually (or should usually) signals danger and, second, hey trucker...do you really think that I am going to show you a body part (or two) because you were so "cool" to honk your horn. Get real!

4. Grasshopper season! It is in full bloom right now in the ol' desert and it really freaks me out! I don't like bugs that jump, fly or look creepy and they are all of the above. I don't mind them living their life as they should but nothing drives me crazy more than walking to the front door from the car and feeling these pesky jumpers bouncing off of my face. Ick!

5. When you have a full bar and you can't have a drink...sounds like an Alanis Morriset (or however you spell her name) song! Isn't it ironic?

6. On garbage day or recycle day the trucks come through with their big, mechanical arms and dumps the can in the back of the truck. But, with all the cans stuffed to the gills, trash/recycles tend to miss the truck and fall in the street or on the sidewalk yet the truck drives on. Remember the days of actual people standing on the back of the truck, hiking the garbage into the back of the truck? Everything is so automated now...it seems to create more trash.

7. When I eat so much I feel full and sick.

8. And, finally, the little bumps that are placed on the ramp leading from the store to the parking lot. When the cart goes over the bumps, your entire grocery supply bounces insanely around and you wonder if your salad dressing bottle is broken and when your coke cans are going to explode! What is the purpose of these bumps??? To slow you down? It doesn't matter if you go slow or fast, it rattles the entire cart. I don't understand the purpose!!

Ok, a cute moment today. The little boy across the street that played with Tay last weekend came over and knocked on the door. I answered it and he said, "is my friend here today?" It was the sweetest thing! I am sure this would make T's stomach turn but, it is her first little boyfriend! Or at least a friend that's a boy. =] I thought it was adorable! I told him to come back Saturday so that they can play! Yay! Tay has a new friend in our neighborhood!

On to watch cheesy chic flicks on TBS or Lifetime. These are the small luxuries when T is out of town! ;)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great list! Back in my "hippier" days i hated the truck drivers honking at me hoping to see exposed body parts only to look down in my vw bug to see the "bearded lady"...i confess; i once followed a pretty blonde for several blocks back in the day, just to say hello only to meet some dude named Ralph..those were some hard times back then..the long hair we called our "freak-flag" could sometimes be mis-read from the backside. Oh, those one-years at Ohio State..don't get me started! Anyway..loved your story on the little friend coming to the door looking for Tay. Today at school, this little kindergadener boy got my attention in the hall downstairs and told me that whenever he drank from the water-fountain it leaked..well, i told him to try it and i'd try'n find the leak..he took a drink and the water came run ning out of the bottom of the fountain (or, at least it appeared to)..and he said "see, Mr.Dan"..i says yes, try it again..he takes another drink and it's pouring out ever more than before..at this point i'm looking at the boy instead of the fountain..the water is coming down his chin, into his shirt, and down the front of his pants..said, "son..i says, son..the fountain aint leak'n, you are!" He got so tickled i'm not so sure all the water was from the fountain. Little kids are a hoot. aaats,L/DAD

Maharry Balls said...

I have actually broken eggs going over those bumps! The Neighborhood Walmart on Magee/Oracle is the WORST. I refuse to ever shop there all due to those bumps! I've never understood what the point was either other than to be annoying! Ugh! I feel ya sista!