I just got out of a nice long, hot bubble bath, have a cup of cocoa in front of me and Tim is watching Elf on the tv. It's a good evening.
Today we've been recuperating from the big shindig yesterday. I'm planning on writing an email about it, so I'm not going to go into detail here, but it was a lot of fun. We had 9 people total, and as Nubia said, I think it was one of the best Thanksgivings put on by twenty-somethings ever. Everyone made something and we had a potluck. Nothing broke and nothing burned so it was great. :)
Not much happened today. We took Rain on a walk and then went to PetSmart to get her a choke chain as opposed to the pinch collar which she has somewhat out-trained. Everyone loved her, like usual. I swear it's like going to the store with a celebrity. Everyone whispers, points, comes up to pet her, and ask us questions. It's kinda' fun, but a little irritating when we're trying to shop. :P
When we were leaving PetSmart there were three teenage guys riding their bikes in the parking lot. One of them did a bunny hop then swerved right in front of us - completely perpendicular to us and then stopped...in the middle of the road. Luckily we were going slow because we suspected he was being something of an idiot and might cut in front of us so we stopped in plenty of time. I called out the window that they might want to ride somewhere else...it IS a parking lot with cars driving around after all. The punk who was riding the bike tried to get all blustery and show off his skill at handling his mistakes by saying something along the lines of, "Yo, watch where you're going dude...&*#@, @#%*" as he meandered around slowly on his bike, obviously hoping to regain some dignity in front of his buddies. So I simply re-instated that he should watch where he was going and move out of the road.
Seriously, that is what I said, just like that.
So what did he do? Only what any well educated young man would do...he called over his shoulder as he was riding his bike away "Just shut up you stupid bitch!"...I just smiled disbelievingly and shook my head as I briefly contemplated if I should get out of the car and slap him or not...or demand his home phone number and then call his mom.
It was a new experience for me though...I believe that is the first time, EVER, I have been called a bitch.
Gotta love the level of respect, education, and morals people instill into their children now-a-days, especially - and call me a racist if you want but I'm just pointing out an honest observation - in minorities.
Needless to say, Tim was about ready to get out of the car and make something of it, but didn't because they were obviously teenagers and I pointed out to him that the guy was just acting out of discomfort and embarrassment and was trying to regain face in front of his friends. Tim did make had a good point though, as we were talking about the incident on the way home; if an adult said something like that, there would be consequences...but if a teenager says it, you can't do anything. Something to think about and make plans for in future situations.
Well, anyway, I'm bored of writing. Ttyl. <3
Today we've been recuperating from the big shindig yesterday. I'm planning on writing an email about it, so I'm not going to go into detail here, but it was a lot of fun. We had 9 people total, and as Nubia said, I think it was one of the best Thanksgivings put on by twenty-somethings ever. Everyone made something and we had a potluck. Nothing broke and nothing burned so it was great. :)
Not much happened today. We took Rain on a walk and then went to PetSmart to get her a choke chain as opposed to the pinch collar which she has somewhat out-trained. Everyone loved her, like usual. I swear it's like going to the store with a celebrity. Everyone whispers, points, comes up to pet her, and ask us questions. It's kinda' fun, but a little irritating when we're trying to shop. :P
When we were leaving PetSmart there were three teenage guys riding their bikes in the parking lot. One of them did a bunny hop then swerved right in front of us - completely perpendicular to us and then stopped...in the middle of the road. Luckily we were going slow because we suspected he was being something of an idiot and might cut in front of us so we stopped in plenty of time. I called out the window that they might want to ride somewhere else...it IS a parking lot with cars driving around after all. The punk who was riding the bike tried to get all blustery and show off his skill at handling his mistakes by saying something along the lines of, "Yo, watch where you're going dude...&*#@, @#%*" as he meandered around slowly on his bike, obviously hoping to regain some dignity in front of his buddies. So I simply re-instated that he should watch where he was going and move out of the road.
Seriously, that is what I said, just like that.
So what did he do? Only what any well educated young man would do...he called over his shoulder as he was riding his bike away "Just shut up you stupid bitch!"...I just smiled disbelievingly and shook my head as I briefly contemplated if I should get out of the car and slap him or not...or demand his home phone number and then call his mom.
It was a new experience for me though...I believe that is the first time, EVER, I have been called a bitch.
Gotta love the level of respect, education, and morals people instill into their children now-a-days, especially - and call me a racist if you want but I'm just pointing out an honest observation - in minorities.
Needless to say, Tim was about ready to get out of the car and make something of it, but didn't because they were obviously teenagers and I pointed out to him that the guy was just acting out of discomfort and embarrassment and was trying to regain face in front of his friends. Tim did make had a good point though, as we were talking about the incident on the way home; if an adult said something like that, there would be consequences...but if a teenager says it, you can't do anything. Something to think about and make plans for in future situations.
Well, anyway, I'm bored of writing. Ttyl. <3
