holy smokes!: April 2007 Archives

i have spent the last few weekends busy.  really really busy.  and this weekend is no better.  it seems that i cannot catch my breath and take time for me.

what i really would like to do is go to a bookstore, buy some books, sit down for a bit, and read.  peruse the books, smell the print, read some, decide on about four or five books and then spend some time being lazy in twenty different locations.  coffee included.

instead, i have some work to do, things to prep, things to read, thoughts to think and some stuff to find out, a husband to love on and kiss and make-out with... oh yeah!

so i walk quite a bit.  i walk to and from work.  but what makes me wonder is the people that honk at me while i am walking on the sidewalk.  as if they have never seen a pedestrian before.

i understand honking when you are leaning out of the window screaming some sort of foul obscenity at me like hey hot momma.  but when you just honk and don't even bother to slow down, then i really wonder if you mean it.  do you?  do you really mean it?  or is it that your tiny brain does nor comprehend that someone could use their feet for a purpose like walking someplace, or putting up your a$$ for being so stupid?

so.  it dawned on me today that i nap like a hobbit eats.  all the time.  i napped like thirty of the twenty-four hours today.  i'm not kidding.  i am either a sleepy hobbit or a cat.  maybe i am a cat-hobbit.

on a regular basis, i deal with foreigners, people not from here.  i love people from all sorts of places with all sorts of backgrounds.  i love them all.  i even married one.  my own little special foreinger.  hi thomas!

but right now, one of them, one of those cute little foreigners is doing something that drives my little miss manners self nuts.  and i know it is totally american etiquette here.  and s/he does not know the difference.  that s/he has good intentions and is not aware of the awkward situation created, nor that things are done a certain way.  i also know that muricans are just as guilty of doing this.  but let me just say:

when it comes to a party, don't invite yourself or assume you are invited just because you know the honoree.  it makes the honoree feel guilt and it imposes on the hostesses.

*the reason i single out foreigners in this one is because it deals with a "shower" and since showers are typically an american thing, i tend to deal with this a lot when showers come up... foreigners don't always know how these things go down and on an occasion, as in for the past week, things get very uncomfy.