It is Wine & Cheese Wednesday, the day 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.
Enjoy some wine and cheese with me!
Wine – 7th Glass
This Is The Way We Wash Our Hands!
I am by no means a germ-a-phobe but I do believe in common sense when it comes to things like using the bathroom and washing your hands. I cannot tell you how many women I see use the facilities then run water over their finger tips before drying their hands and exiting the bathroom. These same ones then use the serving utensils at the salad bar in my favorite restaurants or handle the coffee pot in the office. GROSS!!! And men, really, per studies in public restrooms across the country 50% of men did not wash their hands (compared to 25% of women). HELLO???? Come on guys, you actually touch that baloney pony of yours and then don’t wash your hands? How many of you fire fighters do that and then go cook dinner for the rest of the fire house I wonder? Or cops write a ticket and hand it off with all the germs you picked up from your dickie-do? Ladies don’t get too proud, 25% of our sisters are not any better and might be selling us cosmetics at the department store counters, or pushing a grocery cart before someone else touches it after they have wiped their kitty and not washed their hands. REALLY IS IT THAT TOUGH?? Wash your hands!!! Here are some hand washing instructions, including a video for those that are clueless about this topic.
Okay you mowing warriors, I’m really pissed off. Anytime I have to give credit to the ex husband, he who shall not be named, Lord Voldemort, King of the Swine, it just sours my otherwise sweet disposition. (Just kidding Petey boy don’t get your teeny weeny man-kini undies in a knot) On my way out of the hood, I pass some pretty expensive, upscale mansion size palaces homes. In fact several house local TV news and radio celebs. These folks pay for a lawn service to come and care for their grass and shrubs. I have no issue with that, we pay for our grass to be tended as well by landscapers. I’m fairly certain our boys are not charging near what these others are getting, and yet our lawn boys are doing a grand job. For starters the lines are straight, and it looks like professionals maintain our property. I wish I could say the same for the more expensive in our area. Today while driving out of happy land to work, I noticed shredded trash on these palatial yards! The bozos manning the mowers just rolled right on over disposable cups and other litter tossed by manure minded morons. Not like it was a lot, a cup here, a bag there, but SERIOUSLY????? Does the homeowner have to pay extra for you to get off that standing blade buggy and grab the garbage rather than you just mulching it into their grass?? I’d fire your sorry asses! The royal ex-oinker would never dream of doing that, his customers lawns are a reflection on HIS service that they are paying for! Pick up the trash you bums!
They’re out there, lurking on the sides of the road, well hidden in the trees and tall grasses, waiting perfectly still until some unsuspecting motorist comes by and then they spring into the road right in front of the vehicle. Brakes lock up, tires squeal, rubber marks the pavement where the motor vehicle comes to a sudden stop into the side of a deer. While Bambi might indeed have died, the car doesn’t usually escape unscathed. In fact many times it has to be totaled from the damage caused by these creatures. Do NOT be fooled, their beauty is masking black hearts of evil. They are after us, out to destroy our cars. They seek revenge for their 4 legged soldiers that have attacked and lost the battle to the 4 wheeled enemies we drive. I know, my sister is on their hit list. The place was Stet, Missouri. Don’t try to find it, we’re certain the United States government uses it for their witness protection program. A 4-way stop sign with a pole barn for a fire house, gravel roads that are numbered rather than named, it is the boonies. Driving to work one morning, from out of the field next to her, a deer attacked my sister’s Honda Civic, running right into the side causing $3,000 in damage on it’s mission to take her out, the 12-point, 220 pound buck sacrificed its life for the assault. Some farmer ate well for months, but she became a target of the Deer Assassination Squad. Ever since that day she is tracked by the hoofed animals. Her vehicles like magnets, drawing them to her. Her latest encounter again she won, but not without peeling fur off her front bumper. Thankfully it was all the damage done, but this one was a professional, it skirted serious injury and ran off. They are growing in number daily, spying on us (yes we had a ‘cute’ little one looking in the front window last week), they simply must be stopped! Hunters, load your weapons, bring me the steaks, chops and ground venison, I have the grill and chili pot ready!
A Serving Of Cheese
They come in all shapes and sizes, some younger some older, some are related to you, others are not, but they always have your back, your best girlfriends. I don’t know if guys have this kind of bond with friends, but there is nothing like a girl’s sisters in gender. They wrap around ya when the going gets tough, show up with chocolate and wine, send emails and IMs of encouragement, and understand ‘chicks before dicks’ – never let a guy come between you and your best girls! I LOVE all you ladies I call mom, sisters, sister-in-laws and friends, you enrich my life, and have made one of the toughest times in my life bearable. XOXOXO you are ALL amazing!
My hat is off to all those that have paved the way and those today researching, working with determination to beat those diseases that rob us of our loved ones too early in life. As my cousin’s 23yo daughter is about to enter a fight for her life, I am awed that in a week’s time they know what she has and are preparing her to fight it, all thanks to countless hours and dollars that daily research and discover new ways to combat cancer, among other things. The medical field rocks!
To all those that daily answer the call to hit their knees or faces, praying for those they know, and many they do not, lifting them up and begging God to intervene on the behalf of another. I believe in the power of prayer, and thank you all for keeping so many in your daily supplications simply because you were asked. Thank you all SO much!
As seen on Twitter today in a Tweet from @margaret_crymes: Martha Stewart: Making you feel bad about your inability to decorate with pine cones & tacky glue since August 3, 1941.