No Fear Here...

UnFriend

Have you ever come across someone on Facebook that you thought was your friend, but they've obviously unfriended you? They weren't really your friend to begin with, just an acquaintance, but still...
Then you notice that they're still friends with all your mutual friends, so you start to wonder what you could have said or done that made them unfriend you. Because seriously, it takes a bit of effort to unfriend someone. Not much, but enough that it's a deliberate decision. So what was it? The snarky status post? The offhand comment? The unending photos of your beautiful children?
Then you realize that you've spend about 10 minutes of your life worrying about what a person you don't really like and most likely will never see again thinks about you.
And that's just shitty.
You've got better things to worry about.
Like where that poopy diaper smell is coming from.

Honk If You're a Hypocrite

Last Saturday we were on our way home from running errands, and we pulled up to a four way stop. Standing directly to my right on the sidewalk was a high school age girl holding a sign that read:

"Car Wash! Honk If You Love Jesus!"

Since I was eye level with this girl, and I'm not a rude person by nature, I smiled at her. A big "hey, you're having a car wash! I'm not religious, but that doesn't matter because you're another human being and you're standing right there and I'm in a great mood!" smile.

And you know what? That girl SCOWLED at me. She gave me a heathen beat down via facial expression. How she knew I was a heathen, I do not know. (She could not yet see my Coexist bumper sticker, I am certain). Why she chose to use all those tricky frown muscles instead of the easy smile ones, I can't begin to guess. All I know is that she made a deliberate choice to be downright rude to a complete stranger.

So, to you, vinegar faced high school chick: Open your horizons and try smiling back once in a while.

I'm pretty sure it's what Jesus would do.

Stupid+Cheap=Stupidcheap

Good advice for clothing and hookers.
Yes, I went there. 

My family is cheap. Call it frugal, or thrifty, or whatever you want, but when it comes down to it, we love a good deal. Which can backfire when you are stupidcheap. Yep, you read that right, all one word. Stupidcheap is when you are so friggin' cheap that you end up spending more money in the long run because you were blinded by a "deal". For example:

• Stupidcheap is buying this form fitting bridesmaid dress just because of it's super low price, and thinking that it could possibly look good on you two months post-pregnancy. News flash: it won't. Or as your husband will say, "That's not something Spanx can fix". 
• Stupidcheap is then having to buy a new full price bridesmaid dress to replace the one you bought when trying to be thrifty. 
• Stupidcheap is putting two loads of wet laundry in the dryer to "save money", resulting in $45 of new parts and three hours of your (super happy) husband's time when the dryer breaks. 
• Stupidcheap is mixing water with half the recommended amount of Round Up in the sprayer, and then having to spray four separate times to actually kill the weeds.  
• Stupidcheap is going with a new, untested company to save $12 on a job, and then paying $250 to fix what the new company screws up. 
• Stupidcheap is when you buy a bottle of wine for $1.97 and spend the next day with a hangover.

I want...

a pair of these in every color. The best part is they're only $9.99. (With free shipping to boot.) Every girl needs a pair of patent red shoes.

Big Plans

Last night on our way home from the Farmer's Market, we drove by the local trailer park.

Me: "I've never been in there. We should drive through sometime."
Husband: "We should."
Me: "Maybe some night we can get frozen yogurt and then check it out afterwards."
Husband: "No, we need something with a straw so we can look around while we drive. Like milkshakes."
Me. "Exactly! That would be fun!"
Husband: "Sounds like a plan."

**silence**

Me: "We need to get out more."

First Snarky Post Ever!

Unfortunately (or fortunately?) I usually only want to write blog posts about things that irritate me. I'm not going to go all Mommy-blogger on the internet and gush about what my 2 year old did. (At least not today...when said 2 year old goes poop on the toilet for the first time and we have a big cake with a "2" candle on it, I will definitely be posting pictures).

Today's thing that irritates me: If you are a grown woman, that professes to be a "communications" professional, please do not post a message such as this outside of the texting arena...

"That sounds great! Can't wait 2 see U! R U coming? We will be there 4 sure!"

Because that just makes you look like an idiot.