Gooooood Monday Morning!
Before I begin, allow me to give my brother some face time. As it turns out, he found out about his mention in last week's blog, and he's a little fired up. He would like me to clear a few things up in this week's edition.
"Dear readers, it has been brought to my attention that in the post published last week, I omitted critical facts that were detrimental and misleading at the cost of my brother's meticulous reputation as an upstanding citizen in the local community. My characterization of Larry's actions as 'stealing' were inaccurate and prejudicial. As you well know, crime of theft requires mens rea; the knowledge that one's act constitutes a criminal offense. Since there was no intentional act, Larry's actions, at worst, would be classified as a misunderstanding."
My brother would like everyone to know that, on numerous instances before he helped himself to the bubblegum previously mentioned, Mr. Bob, in fact, encouraged us to take candy, pop and ice cream at our leisure. He would also like for everyone to know that he strongly believes that the bubblegum was returned un-chewed.
Now, that we've got that out of the way, I'd like to continue on with this blog with short stories from the previous seven days of my life. Here. We. Go.
I took baby Jetta to the body shop to get an estimate for her damage from the bumper car incident in the parking lot. As it turns out, the cost of repairs is $1,020. Luckily, only $500 of that comes from my pocket. Unluckily, I wouldn't have to pay anything if the dummy that hit me would have left their insurance information. Luckily, I get to drive daddy's Cadillac for the week while my Jetta gets fixed. You win some, you lose some.
Last week, I was granted the opportunity to catch up with a few of the kids that worked at my old store. They are all very special to me, and I was so happy to see all of them and be brought up to speed with their lives. I love you guys, forever.
While turning into a parking lot last week, I decided to allow a car pull out in front of me. Since my window was down, I simply said, "You can go" to the male driver and his male passenger. The passenger, approximately 20-years-old, then said, "You can go.....down on me." I wish I could have been angry, but I couldn't stop laughing. How did he even think of that so quickly. It rarely happens but, on this particular occasion, someone of the male gender out-wit me. Dang.
I found out, the hard way, that I may be a little too old for the south side shenanigans that occur on an everyday basis. On Saturday, I went out with a few friends and the things that I witnessed on my walk to and from the bars were simply some of the crazy people and events I've ever seen. I watched two fat girls in tiny dresses fall to the ground and squirm around as they were unable to untangle their limbs from one another. I saw a 90lb white girl choke slam a black girl that threatened to "kick her ass." I saw a girl impale herself on a parking meter (there was blood). Additionally, an Indian man picked me up. No, not figuratively, literally. My feet were off of the ground. So, other than gatherings at friend's houses, I think I'm over venturing to the south side. Sorry bout it.
Lastly, but certainly not least, I would like to address the concept of having a bad attitude. At the end of the day, talking about other people doesn't make you a better person... it makes you rude and petty. Yelling at someone doesn't make you correct... it makes you boisterous. Stomping around doesn't make people want to speak with you to talk about your problems.... it makes them want to avoid you. Not following instructions does not show that you can take a stand... it makes you appear to be incompetent. Everything listed about doesn't make you respectable, it makes you a child. I don't even understand how so much inconsideration or immaturity can still exist in anyone over the age of 16, but it does. Beware of the bad seeds. Don't let them bring you down, use them as an example of what you are not, and never want to become.
And just in case there was any doubt, I'm still loving every aspect of my life each and every day, and I wish the same for every one of you.
Here's to a happy and successful week,
Xoxo
