Friday, July 5, 2013

Turning the other cheek.

No, I know what you mean, and I'm completely jealous! What happens to me when I'm provoked is that I get tongue-tied and my mind goes blank. Then I spend all night tossing and turning trying to figure out what I should have said. What should I have said, for example, to a bottom dweller who recently belittled my existence?
-Kathleen Kelly

The kids and I were at the car wash today getting the truck inspected for registration. The boys were hot and tired and sick of running errands.Even though we had just had lunch they wanted a treat. I was trying to get them settled when I over heard some awful woman talking about how she has 2 grandchildren and they don't behave like that and how my children are disrupting everyone.

Lucky for her my husband and Mother in Law weren't with me. My throughout tightened up and my vision got blurry, so I took the boys outside for some air.

What I really wanted to do was punch her in the throat and tell her that her jacked up Kate Gosselin hair do is not cute and to stick it where the sun don't shine.

Needless to say I was upset all afternoon. I don't talk about it alot on here, but Ryan is very "spirited" and Jack apparently can't hear me when I speak to him unless it's about food.

I tried to not let this bother me but when my husband called I cried and cried. I was mostly mad that I let some woman I don't know and who doesn't know me upset me so badly.

We just moved to a new city, a new (temporary) house. None of our friends are here, none of the boys toys, bedding, furniture, cuppies or stuffed animals are here. They're going to act out. They're going to be pissy and grumpy. (I'm pissy and grumpy too.) 

My husband called me back about 30 minutes after we talked. His mom was going to watch the boys and I was going to get a (much needed) haircut. He ended up coming with me and we had a great night out. We had dinner, I cut off 2 inches of dead, straw like hair and I got to play go fish with Jack when we got home.

I feel so bad for that woman who judged me. My life is so wonderful and so blessed. She must be so lonely and unhappy. 

So the moral of the story is, as my wise Nana used to say:

If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all.

I hope everyone had a wonderful 4th and please have a safe weekend! I'll leave you with a picture of the boys with Miss.Texas. We met her today at Market Street. She is so beautiful and kind.


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