Every Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times. I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs. I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well. I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal. Welcome to Wine & Cheese Wednesday:
2nd glass of wine
Marathon Weather Coverage
I have no idea if this is unique to the Cincinnati area, but I have about had it with the marathon weather coverage every time the wind changes direction. In winter, starting with the first news cast of the morning and then for 4 or 5 hours and in some cases until the ‘winter storm’ has passed, the stations rotate around the city to various reporters to tell us that it is snowing. REALLY??? I never would have guessed that with several inches of snow burying my lawn, driveway and sidewalk it was not an isolated incident to my street alone. If we lived in Ft. Lauderdale and 6 inches of snow began to fall, then it would indeed be breaking news. But this is Cincinnati, in winter it snows, sometimes several inches, but this is NOT something to interrupt regular programming to share.
Lately it is the severe thunderstorms. Breaking in every 2 minutes to tell the viewers who were tuned in to their favorite programs, that OMG THE STORM IS MOVING IN!!!! SERIOUSLY? Did you think I’d miss all the wind, lightening and thunder outside. WHO CARES???? Run it on the bottom of the screen if it is a big deal but I really don’t want to see the second by second Mega Turbo Doppler Radar images as the fierce storm is approaching, I could not care less. I own a weather radio, which often sounds before the sirens if there is a tornado warning issued. I don’t need the weather men telling me every few minutes that this storm MIGHT produce a tornado and that I need to take shelter. Don’t get me wrong, a tornado is indeed a big hairy deal, but I do not need you showing me the progress of every damn storm moving across the viewing area. Stop interrupting my favorite shows for this ALL evening long. If you must give us gust by gust account could you run it on the bottom of the screen and stop showing us the radar image???
I caught sight of this one on a local news channel. It seems the Center for Science in the Public Interest (CSPI) is threatening to sue McDonald’s over the toys they put in Happy Meals. They feel McDonalds is using the toys to get kids to nag mommy and daddy to go there so they can get the toy. The concern is not the toy, but that the kids will chose the unhealthy version of the meals once there and not eat what is best for them. REALLY???? Of course the toy is a lure, big deal! Last I checked you could purchase the toy on its own apart from the meal. In fact I’ve been known to go buy just the toys myself, and have a bunch of them on my desk and more in a box in the closet. I LIKE some of the toys, and frankly the Happy Meal isn’t bad either! But that is not my whine here. Who the heck is CSPI to try to tell McDonald’s how they can market to me as a parent? I am the one in charge of what my child eats, not them! If I chose to take my kids to fast food establishments every day for 3 meals a day that is MY concern, not theirs. I’m so sick of personal responsibility being shucked and blame being placed on the wrong parties. If I am over weight that is MY fault. If my children are over weight, again that is MY fault, assuming that they are under my care. Anyone who has ever walked through the grocery store is aware of the produce section full of fruits and vegetables, among other healthy food choices throughout the aisles. You can put the selections within reach but you cannot force people to chose those items. McDonald’s Happy Meals have apple slices and milk as options, but you know what? If I am going there for lunch I want the french fries and a soda. Stop trying to force your standards down my throat. I’ve had it with this whole “takes a village to raise a child’ concept, because frankly I am not at all impressed with what the village has been putting out the past 2 decades. Back off and let parents raise their kids and leave my toys in the Happy Meals alone! Of COURSE that is why I go there, the toy!!! For more information see the story for yourself.
Instead of taking things up with the person(s) that they have a gripe with, people tend to discuss it with someone else that may have little or no control over the situation. Why is this??? For example: I’m a 47 year old woman. I’ve been married twice now. I wear big girl panties and shoes. I am a grown up and while I may not always conduct myself in the most mature fashion, I am an adult. What I write in my blogs is my business and concern. My blogs are MY thoughts, MY perspectives, what I want to write about. They are not the concern of my ex-husband-to-be, he no longer has any say in my life. And yet someone who reads my writings and has issues with them, feels the need to address my ex over things I, MARTI, write about. If you have a problem with anything I post here, I have published my email address in the About Marvi Marti portion of my blog (just click it at the top of any page), feel free to contact me. No more tattle tales to Pete about my blog content, please you need to stop. Grow a pair, man/woman up and contact ME in the future, we aren’t in preschool any longer.
A Serving Of Cheese
To those sitting in bumper to bumper traffic, that allow others to merge into the flow, I thank you!! You kind souls deserve a clean windshield free of birdie droppings for your thoughtfulness to other drivers.
Thanks to the lady who turned and handed off a coupon you had, that you did not use, for something you spied among the items I was purchasing. You are a gem, may you never again chose the grocery cart that has a wobbly wheel!
Hats off to those that not only put their own trash cans away after the garbage man comes, but take the time to put your neighbor’s away as well, you are the best! Those little things make the street a great place to live.
As tweeted Tuesday, June 22, by FUNNYONELINERS:
Judging by the sorry state of my underwear, today’s the day I have my big car crash.