Nitty~Gritty

random thoughts about my life

Cute hubby asks..."Are you grumpy today?" "Yes." On my way home I was exhausted and overall crabby but the suicide lane relieved me of my anger and somehow filled me with joy. The suicide lane is just that if you're not from here or if you're a snowbird. We call all the old farts who hide out here in the winter snowbirds. The're rich and have a house here for when they can't handle their own state when it gets cold. Needless to say, we hate them. Anyway, Monday thru Friday between the hours of 4pm-6pm the turn lane is turned into a real lane to relieve the traffic of everyone returning to their homes after work. Overhead there's a red light and an "X" over the turn lane but people just don't get it. So today I drove down the suicide land going fast until I could see someone who obviously doesn't read and I honked and honked and honked like crazy as I approached which would freak them out as they saw they were facing on coming traffic. Although I didn't do this to the sexy guy on the motorcycle. They could be 80 years old and I would never know it but would still think they're sexy. Why? Because they're wearing a black helmet and leather pants with matching boots which just equals sexy somehow. Maybe it's the mystery of not really knowing who's on the bike which makes them seem rebelious. On my way home, I got to honk at three cars. Whew, what relief. I look at it as saving lives. When I got home, cute hubby was late so I passive aggressively hurt him by eating the sweet treat I bought him earlier. A cute cholate heart filled with teeny tiny M&M's, which in the long run, only hurts myself. I've started my period....yea, that's my excuse....but really, I did. I hate that.

posted by: hookemup at 17:44 | link | comments (2) |

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#1  23 January 2004 - 20:25

 

Have to agree with you on the leather boots! :)

spenceronehalf

#2  24 January 2004 - 12:16

 

i have noticed that the start of my period awakens a strange and mysterious magnetic force in chocolate and other savory treats. a physiological mandate! there is no use in resisting. or maybe it's an excuse. rrr. but really it isn't just an excuse. or...perhaps it's really a very just and well-founded excuse? damned womanhood. ok. well. it is actually quite nice to be a lady otherwise. ahem.

bashyrhead

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