Why was I excited to get out of here this afternoon?!
ARRRGH!
I seriously don’t know how the people here can even see through their windshields with their heads so far up their asses. That is some talent, I swear. I’m a stickler for rules. I adore traffic laws. I follow them. I cuddle them and pat them on the head lovingly. But the people here just do not .. at all. Speed limits? What the hell is that?! At one point I tried to keep up with traffic just to see how fast everyone else was going, on a 45 mph street. The end result was 60 mph!! Seriously .. no, thanks. I’ll be the old lady in the slow lane. The rest of them can just go around me because I would be the loser who gets the ticket and I’d rather spend my money on other things. It’s a good thing I was out without the kids - they would have a whole new vocabulary to use if they had overheard my trucker’s mouth. I hate people who speed ahead, cut me off and then just end up in front of me at a red light forcing me to slam on my breaks. I’ll never understand that. It’s like .. hello! The reason I was SLOWING down was because of the red light .. jackass.
Anyway …
After my nervous breakdown I ended up in Party City where the registers just happened to be down. Lovely. I had to wait for them to be able to ring me up, and then wait for balloons to blown up AND I had the pleasure of having “loud cell phone talker woman” right behind in me in line. I do believe she called just about everyone she knew while we were waiting. I don’t get that. But then again I don’t call anyone. Ever, and if I do I do it in the car on the side of the road.
Then the cake .. I need to read up on sheet cake sizes because it’s really small. I wish I would have ordered the next size up. It was listed as being able to serve 16-18 people and I thought that would be fine since the hubby is a P-I-G when it comes to cake. Yeah .. if you give them each a fork full it may feed that many, but there’s no way it would in our family. Maybe we’re all a bunch of piggies? But it is adorable even if the tiny little thing cost me almost $30!! ugh.
Thankfully there was a Starbucks in the grocery store so I grabbed myself a dose of sugar/caffeine before heading home and almost getting hit in the parking lot by some idiot who was cutting through the lanes instead of following traffic. Now I’m home, the kids are outside with Daddy and I’m waiting for my blood pressure to return to normal. We wanted to take the kids to Kangaroo Jac’s in Chesapeake tomorrow night for some playtime but I’m seriously rethinking that. I don’t know if my poor heart could take the anxiety attack that Friday night traffic would cause me! No, it’s nothing like New York City travel, I’m sure .. but it’s bad enough!