Ma Vie Folle

Dear Buttmunch:

Posted on March 1, 2011 | 6 Comments

Dear Buttmunch:

Our eyes met briefly on the road today. Me, in the passenger seat teaching my son to drive — you, in the drivers seat as you flew around us. Now. Let me just say, I am teaching a teenage boy to drive. This kid will learn the laws and pass his test and hopefully not turn into you, Mr. Impatient. I hope you are aware that my son, along with all the rest of the traffic in front, and in back of us, was going the speed limit. There are actually signs every hundred feet or so that indicate what the speed limit is on each particular road, Buttmunch.

I know you were having a cardiac problem by the way you were creeping up his ass. I was having one too, as instead of keeping his eyes fixed on the road, he was more worried about trying to please your sorry ass. Actually, maybe instead of the dirty look, you should have given a “thank you nod”, as chances are he probably saved your sorry butt from mowing down some innocent person up the road because you were going too fast and were too impatient… I believe in that stuff you know.

And with that I close this letter and wish you a better day. Next time, leave a little earlier. Better yet, think of your own child driving one day, and imagine how you would like him or her to be treated. Loosen up, the place you are trying to get too is not worth dying over.

Good day Sir.
Signed,

The Mom you caused to have heart palpitations.

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Dog Destruction

Posted on February 23, 2011 | 17 Comments

Our “newish” neighbors have a dog. Plus, they are dogsitting indefinitely for another dog… both of which they leave out all day long. Even when it was super frigid, the dogs were out.

Actually Shane takes the dogs treats all the time and they actually know the sound of his truck and when he’s outside or pulling in the driveway, they start whining for a treat. Anyhow, the littler dog (who they are dog sitting) is a handful and I think he’s rebelling for being left outside… look at what he’s done over the winter… he’s dragged tons of items off the porch and chewed them all up, leaving a heaping mess. Everything from spindles to the leaf blower thingy to boxes and then some.

And while I was hiding in my window not to miss this blogging moment of course… two thoughts crossed my mind. #1, some people should not own pets. And #2, I realllllly miss my old neighbors.