But I'm a laaaady!

Tonight I'm supposed to be studying but instead, I blog! Damn you internet and damn me for being easily distracted! Note to future employers: I am NEVER easily distracted at work unless you have shiny objects to distract me, then you're just asking for it. lol.It has been quite the busy in and out of our household and I find I've barely been at home. When I am, I should really be studying but instead I find myself trying to catch up on news (TY FB), get my things together for the next day, and try to squeeze in some time with my UBER handsome husband. Together we play with our baby ferret Marley who is literally growing right before us. And, the little F***NUGGET (my new nickname for him) is a smart bugger. Already he has us on our toes left, right, front and center. He's learning quickly how to get into things we didn't think he would until he was a bit older. How wrong were we?! I guess this is just preparation for when we have children some day.
Yesterday was weigh in for the challenge and it didn't go over too well. Somehow, I managed to gain 11 pounds in one week! You're gasping aren't you?! I know I did! What's funny is that the lady that weighs us in went, and I quote, '*GASP* what happened'?! To which I was like, pfft, that CANNOT be right! I mean, I've cut 100 to 200 calories out of my diet PER DAY and we've up our workout like by 3 extra 45 minutes a week and I didn't eat well on the weekend but I didn't eat 11 POUNDS bad.....DID I?! This is where I GASPed and lowered my head in shame. And OOOOOHHH, the reasons I tried to invent in my head to make me feel better as to where this weight came from! Let me just say this, I have a wild imagination and I'll leave it at that. For me, the MOST logical explanation is that the scale is a wee bit off although the nice weigh in lady 'claims' it's not. Uh HUM, I beg to differ at this point. BUT, to stay positive, I've decided that it's a good gain....muscles perhaps.....HOLY SHYTE, maybe I'm pregnant! JUST KIDDING, I'm totally not! Now can someone go to our house to make sure Keith is still breathing. I think I heard him clutch his chest and take in his last breath from across the city. teehee. :)
And in other news, we were told that Marley was a boy but as it turns out, he may actually be a she. He's(?) still pretty young so if there is 'junk', it just might be that we can't see it yet. Like, not that we're searching or anything but that's just something you notice cause it's like RIGHT THERE, IN YO FAAAACE when it comes to the male species. Wait, I think that came out wrong. Meh. hehe. In the end, we won't know until his/her visit with the vet in a few weeks.

Oh, and just for the fun of it, I have a recent picture of me and a pool noodle to show that I haven't lost my touch and YES, Keith is a very lucky man! Wink-wink-nudge-nudge!

Now can someone go check on my dad to make sure he's still breathing?! I think he may have just choked on his own vomit. :s
Sorry dad! :)

There comes a time...

There comes a time when a woman has to admit that she's wrong. :s
About a year and a half ago I decided to go and buy Keith (who was my new boyfriend at the time) a couple of shirts for his birthday. I knew that Keith was quite picky about many things, including what types of shirts he wore. He had mentioned on more than one occasion that he was not a fan of v-necks but then I found some really nice ones at The Gap. I mean, they weren't the drastic v-neck style so I thought 'What the heck, he might like them'. Well, as it turns out, I was wrong. I think he managed to wear one, well once. And that was only because he needed a shirt to wear out for brunch one day because the one he had worn over had gotten dirty. He strongly felt that v-necks were to girly and you needed a rack to pull one off and yada yada yada. So, I didn't push it and they were soon forgotten until recently.

The other day we were going through clothes to get rid of and low and behold, we found the 'forgotten' v-necks. Well of course I had him try them on again because, well, they were like ohsonicecolors and couldn't possibly look that bad on him. Right? WRONG!

But I'm a LAAAAAAADY!

All about honesty

Scene: Keith and I horsing around and I'm trying to tickle him.

Me: You're so cute and handsome, like, is there anyone as cute as you?! NOOOOOOO, there's not. (Keith is giggling and squirming like a mad man and I'm still trying to tickle him).

Keith: Be ca-a-a-are-ful. I'm full of paaaaancakes (still giggling and squirming).

Me: What?

Keith: I'm full of pancakes. Will I still be so cute to you if I puke on you? (he chuckles).

Me: No, cause I'd probably bash your face in.

Gotta love honesty. lol.

Earth Day

Happy Earth Day everyone! It's where we live, it provides us with food, water, air, and many other things that we as humans need to survive. In honor of Earth Day, I will list some small changes you can make in your life to make our earth stronger, healthier and happier so that we, in turn, can also be stronger, healthier and happier.

Simple concepts to make a big difference on our earth.

1) Carpool to work or when going out with friends - (which A.L. and I did this morning. Thanks A.L.) - a nice way to start the day is to head off to work with someone whose company you enjoy.

2) Recycle - and if you don't know the benefits of this, well, you are just WAY behind the times! Get with the program, 'everyone' does it. Will peer pressure work with any of you? lol.

3) Turn off lights when they're not in use. This is a big one for me. For as long as I can remember, I have never left a light on in a room not in use. It's always just seemed weird to me when people have every light on in their house but they're sitting in one room watching t.v. People can be so......ODD! Then again, I dress in the dark if I can when there is natural light in our condo and because of this, I have been known to show up at work with a shirt on backwards or inside out. hehe.

4) Why have water running if you're not using it?! SHUT IT OFF! I know some people have the habit of needing the water to be running while brushing their teeth but honestly, think of how much water that wastes?! Another trick I use is that when I'm doing dishes, I only fill the sink up half full, sometimes less and I don't shove ALL the dishes in at once. One way to save yourself from having - you know what, Keith and I are probably the only people left in Canada without a dishwasher so scratch all of that! lol. I think you get my point. :)

5) Don't LITTER! It's just wrong!!! I mean, it's one thing if you're hiking and leave an apple core behind but I don't want to be driving somewhere and someones fast food cup hits my vehicle, lands in the street, only to sit there for the next million years. Okay, maybe I'm a little too dramatic but it's just plain WRONG! I don't go into another person's home and throw my garbage around their house so they shouldn't be out throwing their crap all over our 'bigger' home. Right? RIGHT!

All that being said, let's take care of our earth and be here for a good time AND a long time!!!

BOO-YAAAAAA BIATCHES!

Oh yes, this another update on how SUPERAWESOME I am! lol. Okay, not really...only a lil' bit.

This is just an update on the 'Lose to Win' challenge' (for any of you who might care) as I am 14 pounds down from last week. When I weighed in I believe my response was 'Well...that can't be right'. lol. The lovely lady that comes in to weigh us in and keeps our records assured me that the scale is pretty accurate so...who am I to argue, right? RIGHT! hehe.

On top of all that goodness, an email was sent to any participants in the competition with some recipes and nutritional information. They attached what seems to be a DELICIOUS chicken stir fry that I am dying to try out. And well, me being the thoughtful person that I am, (insert here: more tooting of my own horn) I thought I would pass it along for my 'many' readers to try out if they're interested. :)
ENJOY!

Chicken Vegetable Stir-fry (nutritional value below)

1 pound boneless, skinless chicken breast
1 1/2 tablespoons low sodium soy sauce
1 tablespoon grated peeled ginger root or 1 teaspoon ground ginger
1 teaspoon canola or corn oil
2 medium green, red, or yellow peppers, or any combination, cut into 1-inch strips
4 medium green onions, cut into 1-inch pieces
3/4 cup fresh pineapple chunks plus 1/4 cup canned pineapple juice, or use canned unsweetened
1 1/2 tablespoons corn starch
2/3 cup fat-free, low-sodium chicken broth (Imagine brand is good)
1 tablespoon sesame seeds, dry-roasted

Discard all visible fat from the chicken. Cut into 1-inch cubes.
Combine the chicken, soy sauce, and ginger root. Add the chicken pieces and turn to coat.
Refrigerate for 30 to 45 minutes, turning occasionally.
In a large nonstick skillet or wok, heat the oil over high heat, swirling to coat the bottom.
Cook the chicken mixture for 2 minutes, stirring constantly. Using a slotted spoon, transfer the chicken to a plate, leaving the marinade in the skillet.
Stir in the peppers and green onions. Cook for 1 minute stirring constantly.
Stir in the pineapple (reserve the juice for later), and chicken. Cook for 2 to 3
minutes, or until the vegetables are tender-crisp, stirring constantly.
Put the cornstarch in a small bowl. Pour in the broth and reserved pineapple juice,
whisking to dissolve. Stir into the chicken mixture. Bring to a boil and cook for 1 minute, or until thickened and smooth.
Serve over brown rice. Sprinkle with sesame seeds.

Serves 6

Recipe from The American Heart Associations Low-Fat, Low-Cholesterol Cookbook

Per Serving
Calories: 141 Cholesterol 44 mg
Protein: 19 gm Carbs: 9 gm
Total Fat: 3 gm

A day in the life of Marley (in his new home)

People tend to blog about their kids so today, I blog about our ferret who is quickly making himself at home. :)

Marley's first day in the Cullins household.

Marley slept the night through....

Only to wake up and attempt to escape his cage....

He played allot but he's a fast lil' bugger so it's hard to catch him in a picture.lol.

And finally, after a fun yet tiring day of play, he gladly went to bed. :)

Goodnight Marley. :)

New addition

Today, instead of studying (lowers head in shame) we went shopping. Not for clothes or food or any of those other usual things. We had something in mind that we have hum'd and ha'd about for some time now.

The result is, we have a new addition to our family. Welcome Marley. :)




Marley: 'Why, hello there hawt stuff'.

Marley: 'Pleeease...don't....strangle m-e-e-e, I'm cute and I talk gansta'.

Keith is not actually trying to choke him, it was just a really awkward picture as my flash took too long. I believe Keith was saying 'Hurry up' to the camera. lol.

Marley: 'They didn't have these 'puppies' at the pet shop bro'!

Marley and his new mom. AWE. :)

Marley: 'Damn, this be a nice crib y'all'. (I've decided he talks gangsta if you haven't noticed already).lol.

Also, please don't mind my 'lazy' eye.lol. It never fails as in pictures I tend to look like I'm WAY drunk or have a lazy eye. Either way, it makes for a bad pic but then again, this blog isn't ALL about me this time. :)

Remember when....

Remember when we got egged and I said that we don't live in THAT neighbourhood, do we?! Well, apparently as of late, we do!!!
In the past week I have seen police at the building across from us, police at the building kiddy corner to us and now, police are currently scanning the grounds at a building down the street from us. WTF?!
The reality is, any neighbourhood can be THAT neighbourhood at some point or another. I guess it's time to buy some bear spray or take self-defense. HHHHIIIIII YA! :)

To the Nines

In a recent post, I made a comment of doing something 'to the nines' which got me to thinking...where, oh where did this phrase come from?
The results were not definite as there seem to be quite a few people that have different theories.

One popular theory is:
'One prevailing theory concerning the origin of "dressed to the nines" surrounds the significance of the number nine. Some sources believe that the number 9 possessed a spiritual or cultural strength, much like the numbers 3,7 or 13 do today. For example, there were nine Muses said to inspire mankind's pursuit of the arts. If someone were described as "dressed to the nines", it could have been an outfit capable of impressing the nine Muses. The expression "to the nines" was actually in popular use before "dressed to the nines" came into vogue. It's entirely possible that the reference was meant as a tribute to the Muses or other significant figures'.
My comment: Why does everything have to be mystical and deep? This is a very possible theory but it could have been as simple as some drunk guy realizing he had nine articles of clothing on and said 'I'm dressed to the nines' (to be drunkenly funny) and DONE! lol.

A somewhat vague theory:
'A persistent theory is that the British Army's 99th Regiment of Foot were renowned for their smartness, so much so that the other regiments were constantly trying to emulate them - to equal "the nines".
It was first recorded in the late eighteenth century in poems by Robert Burns.However, for quite possibly the phrase's first appearance in literature, it implies something rather naughty, and NOTHING to do with clothing in my opinion.
In the poem, he says 'Twad please me to the nine.'
Comment: BAHAHAHAHA, oooh, thupa thexy! But can anyone tell me who or what a 'TWAD' is???

Another interesting (and more creative) theory being:
'Numerous attempts have been made to associate the number nine with clothing and so to explain the phrase's derivation. One theory has it that tailors used nine yards of material to make a suit (or according to some authors, a shirt). The more material you had the more status, although nine yards seems generous even for a fop'.
My comment: My immediate thought was, WOW, I would be quite high in status because I can GAU-RAN-TEE that I would use up more than nine yards. teeheehee!

In case you wanted to know-you're welcome. :)

First 'Win to Lose' Weigh In

YAY ME! Today was our first weigh in for the challenge and I am quite pleased with myself. I was the first person to weigh in and I believe my response when I stepped on the scale was a growly 'YEAH!!!' and then I followed it with, TAKE THAT DIETICIAN! lol. I think I scared the crap out of the kind lady that has come in as a third party to weigh us in. Now she might not think my weight is something to get all hyped up about but had she seen the scale four weeks ago, she would understand why I got a lil' excited. Okay, maybe I got TOO excited but I have no shame which you all already knew! :p

The reason I made the comment about my dietician is because I weigh in with her tomorrow so I'm curious to see if her scale reflects a similar number. According to the scale we weighed in on today, I am down approximately 13-14 pounds from the last time I saw my dietician. Again, YAY ME! hehe.

I am definitely feeling like I'm on a role so I plan to keep it up BIG TIME! Tonight, is my first night of aqua size which I'm very excited about. Maybe if I get REALLY daring, I might post a picture of me in my DAZZLING new bathing suit. NOT!!! I don't want to lose the whole 9 followers I have. lol.

CHEERS!

Lose to Win!

Last night I tried attaching the video of my husband's dance along with his version of 'Can't Touch This' as I had mentioned in a previous post. However, I seem to have trouble downloading any video type program and gave up. :s

You can trust in the fact that it was one of the most funny things I have ever seen. I was laughing so hard my cheeks hurt BIG TIME! It's disappointing though cause I actually caught it on video and can't figure out how to get it on here. I guess if I'm going to be a blogger I need to figure these things out. Someone should create a class on teaching people 'How to Blog'. lol.

Anyway, since I didn't have any material to post that is funny for FUNNY FRIDAY! I thought today could be an update day on what's up with me - besides being a SUPERSTAR! teehee.

I've officially registered for aqua size at the NW Leisure Center!!! I love being in water so I'm very excited about trying it out. What I don't love is my booty in a bathing suit. :s I have searched and searched for a decent bathing suit to accommodate me jumping around in a pool, if that's even possible...
What gets me is that most bathing suits for plus-sized women seem to come in mostly floral prints. YUCK! AND, they charge at least $80-$150 for such a thing. All I know is that I refuse to pay that much to show up looking like a garden threw up on me.

The other thing going on with me is that I did end up registering for the 'Win to Lose' challenge which is similar to the t.v. series 'The Biggest Loser'. My first weigh in is on Tuesday and I'm excited but nervous because above all else, I hate disappointing people, especially myself. Yet, I see this as a good thing cause I think 'Bring it on biatch' and when I say that, I'm referring to myself. I'm like the little engine that could. 'I think I can, I think I can'! To that my counsellor would say that I should be saying 'I know I can, I know I can'! Which like, I totally can and I will. Now, I may not WIN (although that would be AWESOME) but I can certainly challenge myself to the nines cause 'Bring it on biatch'! hehe.

As it appears, things will be busy in the next couple of months. My gym gal pal and I are still doing our regular workouts AND taking the aqua size to UP our activity. This is in hope of blowing people away in the 'Lose to Win' challenge. On top of that, I believe that my sister-in-law and I are still starting a 'Couch to 5k' program that teaches people how to run. We haven't started as of yet but I hope we get on it soon. This girl has a CHALLENGE to win!!! :)

Other than all that, things are well and it's Friday! Life is good!!!

Happy Friday everyone!!! :)

Today, I am a SUPERSTAR!

So remember yesterday how I was all like wah wah wah and was being quite pathetic??? Well today, is a new day! I have gotten three compliments today! Count them people! Not one, not two, but THREE compliments! (Helz YEAH, BITCHES)!!!

1st - I was told by some dude on the elevator that I was SUPER AWESOME because of my kick ass timing with the elevator today. Which like, for me, never happens. Yes, I am one of THOSE people. Those people that never hit the right button for a floor or swipes the card too soon or that can't even find their card (etc). But today, stars aligned (well maybe not stars cause it's day time but you get my gist) and I was in sync with the elevator for once. If I was a pimp, that elevator would be my biatch. mmmmhhhhmmmm. :)

2nd -Kelly Rock Johnson said today that I was nice AND I'm pretty sure she meant it. It's possible that she didn't just say it in fear that 'big scary blond' would come to life.....I don't think...... (I'll take what I can get).

3rd - Mrs. Sweetheart (that's her code name on my blog) came and told me that I had inspired her to go to the gym today. Me - INSPIRING! Take that all you people that never thought I would make anything of myself! You can SUCK IT because Mrs. Sweetheart says that I, am inspiring HER! Have you ever been told that Mr. Taylor?! HA, I didn't think SO!!! :p

So here I am being SUPER AWESOME and uber FANTABULOUS and my head is feeling quite big. I don't know if I can work out now....oh the weight of it all - being so wonderful is exhausting. teehee.

In the words of the band Chicago (who possibly wrote this song about me-NOT!):
You're the meaning in my life
you're the inspiration.
You bring feeling to my life
you're the inspiration.

I gotta nada

I have nothing really to write about today. I'm kind of boring and whiny for whatever reason. I like to blame the big man upstairs. Not that I'm religious, but I have to blame someone and since he's not here to defend himself...it just makes sense. Right?! Right! Mostly I just blame him for creating me with such terrible genetics. Why, oh why, couldn't I have been blessed with a nice shapely, yet smaller body. It's almost like the big man upstairs was fixated on circular objects on the day I was made and said, why don't we make this gal ROUND???! So he did! What a butt munch! lol. In all fairness, I do hold some of my family members too. Like my grandpa who also isn't here to defend himself.

See, I'm evil! Right? Right!

I'm sure I could go on a rant on many a things, but I won't. Today, I will spare you because even I think I'm pretty pathetic today.lol. I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that you all have much better things to do with your time. Well, I should hope you have better things to do with your time. If you don't....you might be considered pathetic like me! YIKES! teehee.

Anyway, something funny and enjoyable did happen last night that I caught on VIDEO! If I figure out how to download it onto here, I surely will! If I haven't mentioned it before, my husband is a kid at heart and you'll see why I say this when you see the video. :)

Cheers!

Lil' hoodlums!

Last night, to my surprise, we noticed that we got EGGED! This means that someone (not necessarily a teenager - but it probably WAS), egged our balcony. Our nice, shiny and new balcony that was only redone about a year ago....although, the reno's seem cheap but that's a whole other rant. My point is, it looks nice and some mo' fo' went on and egged it! Why, oh why, do people do these things?!

It was gorgeous out yesterday so we decided to go sit on the balcony as we like to do when it's nice enough. I went to sit down and Keith stopped me because he noticed something. I turned to see what he was seeing and saw the egg shells. Me, being me, blond, and naive stopped and thought - OOOOHHHHH, A chickie was born on OUR balcony!!! How cool is that?!!!
I never in a million years would think that someone would come along and egg our building. I mean, we don't live in THAT neighbourhood, do we?! Well apparently, we do. No one is safe! It doesn't matter where you live when it comes to random vandalism. The hoodlums will STRIKE and they will get you whenever and wherever they can.

Anyway, it eventually dawned on me that we had been egged. This meant that 'big scary blond' came to life and she's not someone anyone should EVER mess with. She paces, rants, raves, shakes her fists in a mad fury often and, she looks a HELL of ALLOT like me. She has come up with this devious plan to have eggs on hand and hit the bugger right in the fac..... uh hum, I mean, hit them right back if she ever catches them. I'm trying to talk her out of it but when she sees red, it's all she sees and nothing can stop her. (insert evil laugh)

Warning: Beware hoodlums...BEWARE! You've unleashed the beast and nothing can save you now.

Update!

My birthday balloon has now taken up room on my side of the bed. It's resting on our mattress like it was blown up for this purpose. It's like watching a balloon go into retirement.lol.
Aside from that, Keith openly admits that he attempted to make out with the balloon this morning until he realized I had already gone to work. Then he just made out with it because he could. teehee! :p

The creepiness of my birthday balloon!

I've never been one of those kids that was freaked out by clowns, mimes or balloons, or weird things like that. In fact, I love anything scary as long as my life is not in any danger. This means that I absolutely LOVE scary movies. Although, I don't love them as much if I lose sleep because of them. Hey, it happens.lol. Or sometimes, I may not lose sleep cause I'm scared but just because I'm thinking about the movie in general.

Last night we watched a movie that I wouldn't classify as scary but it got me thinking about other scary movies as I drifted off to sleep. This is NEVER a good thing as I usually end up having nightmares. Luckily - or not so luckily depending on how you look at it - I didn't have much of a deep sleep so it kept my dreams at bay. At about 4am I ended up getting up to go to the washroom. I turn onto my back in bed and I see this odd shaped thing in our closet which kind of looked like a distorted head. I know that my imagination can get crazy out of control when I'm half asleep and have fallen to sleep with freaky things dancing around in my head. But, I also like to consider myself well aware of my surroundings, especially in my own home. So here I am, 4am, half awake/half asleep trying to figure out what this thing is hanging around in our closet. So I slowly get up, I slowly tip toe over and what do I do?! I poke at it, HARD! Like if it is a person and has eyes, I would GAUGE them out of their sockets! However, to my surprise, it was light and bounced back so I grabbed it to cop a feel. Well low and behold, it was my freakin' birthday balloon!!! lol.

We noticed last night that it's losing air and has been randomly floating around our condo. How it managed to get into our closet?! I have no idea! I could understand if it rounded the corner and ended up in our hallway....but to creep down one whole wall, round the corner of the hallway, get passed the wall of the first closet in our bedroom and then go down the wall and INTO our second closet?! Nearly impossible (and creeeeeeepy) I tell you!!!

To me, what makes this really funny...is that I can only imagine what I would have looked like to the person in the closet if there had actually been someone IN the closet. Like, they would have seen my every move and probably would have broken into MAD fits of laughter watching me drag my big booty out of bed, tip toe over, and attempt to POUNCE on them! The reality is, they would have probably attacked me mid-tiptoe if there was actually someone in there. Why, oh why didn't I think of that as I was having a mild heart attack?!

On the bright side, I possibly burnt a few extra calories with my heart rate so high! :)

Karma is a Bi*ch!

I like to think of myself as a pretty honest woman. For instance, one time I found a purse once at a mall at the age of 15 and turned it over to security at the mall. Or once I walked out of a store without paying for gum cause I took a piece out in line and out of habit put it in my pocket. When I realized my error I turned right back around and paid for it. Or like when a cashier gives you too much money back and you tell them....I DO THAT! I don't do this because I have to as I know allot of people don't, I do this because I believe in karma. And now, even more so!

Scene:
A month or two ago, we were at Superstore and bought a package of toilet paper. Instead of putting it inside the cart where it would take up allot of room, we put it on the bottom. Having finished our shopping and unloading the stuff into the car I realize that we might have walked out without paying for the toilet paper. Too lazy to look for the bill and Superstore already being too busy for my liking, I thought, screw it. Just this ONE TIME, SCREW IT! So I did nothing, absolutely nothing.

Cut to:
Yesterday we went to Costco to get some stuff in bulk such as gum, power bars, and pop. So we grab this flat with 48 Coke Zero which even at Costco still probably costs a fair amount. And, the same rule with the toilet paper at Superstore applied here. We put the pop under the cart so it wouldn't hog up all of the room inside the cart. I should just mention that I have always hated having to put things underneath as I tend to forget about them. This means either forgetting to pay for them, or forgetting to take them out when loading up the car. I think you can see where this is all going....

Flash forward to:
This morning I can hear Keith rummaging around in the kitchen so finally I ask him what all the noise is about. He said he was unloading the pop into the fridge. I made kind of a funny face cause I was thinking 'DAMN, that's allot of pop to put in our little fridge' but said nothing. About 15 minutes later I went to get some water from the fridge while chatting with my friend on the phone and I notice that the pop in the fridge was the pop we already had in the fridge prior to Costco. It was just no longer in the box anymore. Then it dawned on me that we 'may' have left the Coke Zero in the cart at Costco. So I ask my dear, lovable, hugable kissable husband (whom unloaded the cart) if he grabbed the pop out of the cart yesterday. I thought (and hoped) that perhaps, he did grab it out of the cart but decided to leave it in the truck since we already had enough bags to carry up. To my non-existent SHOCK, he said 'Noooooo'.

Me being me, I thought I would call Costco and see if by chance, someone turned it in. To my not so much surprise, nothing had been turned in. Now I know we never paid for that toilet paper because guess what?! Karma really is a big, bad, bi*ch! She got us.....she got us gooooood! lol.

Pet peeves and opinions (con't)

So on our way to work today, A.L. was driving along and we stopped at a red light. To her HORROR (which became my HORROR), A.L. noticed some HOSE BAG smoking in her car with her BABY in the backseat! UGH!
I mean, I don't care if you have a freakin' window rolled down! DO NOT SMOKE with children in cars. I mean, it's just so not cool and I mean, why oh why, do that to a child?!

As A.L. pointed out, it's not like the lady was old and ignorant. She was like thirty years old, TOPS! I cannot make excuses for someone that is so blind as to what health problems this can cause for anyone, especially a baby who's lungs are still in the process of getting used harsh air such as pollution and whatever else is just out there in our 'natural' air, let alone SMOKE! A part of me wanted A.L. to roll down her window so I could throw shit at her car. But, I didn't have shit to throw and that could get gross and stinky.lol. I did consider just yelling at her from the car but figured she would deem me a lunatic and not even realize that SHE is the lunatic!

I would love to know how my followers might have handled that situation if they had the opportunity to say something.

Also, just to throw in another pet peeve. It breaks my heart to see kids stuck in a car while their parents are fighting in the vehicle....with the children. It brings tears to my eyes and I honestly want to jump out of my vehicle and save the kids and scold the parents. I mean, I would look like a crazy psycho but whatev....I usually do anyways.LOL!