the walk of shame.

there's nothing more embarrassing than the walk of shame....you meet that special someone and think going home with him or her is luscious....only to walk home the following morning alone, hair a mess, cloths in shambles, with the stench of booze covering every inch of your body. but there's one time a year that the walk of shame is worse than any other....halloween. having to put your costume on one last time with makeup smeared across your face, and passing sunday morning church goers on your way...now that's an embarrassment. hope it was worth it.

sights to be unseen

How about this for a view…while waiting patiently for my boyfriend’s squirt hockey team to get out on the ice, I turn my head to see a mother changing her 2 year old’s diaper on a bench. It was quite thoughtful of her to place a blanket under her daughter’s bum so no public germs were to infest her ‘sensitive’ areas…but not so thoughtful to place the dirty diaper directly onto the bench…not concerning herself with her daughter’s germs distributing themselves onto a public seating area, where public people sit.

Now the fact that she laid a dirty diaper on a public bench isn’t my problem, although it is down right disgusting…my problem was that she changed her daugther’s diaper in a very public place…in fact, she did so while two other mother’s and their children looked on…not including myself, or the two families sitting next to me, or the group of high school boys behind us. For the record…I wasn’t the only one who found this a bit strange, as a little boy (I’d place him at 5) with the family next to me turned to his mommy and asked, “why is that lady changing her diaper there?” And his mother responded with “well where else is she supposed to change it?” Hmmm…I found this comment out of the ordinary considering a “restrooms” sign hung right above her head….which hung 6 feet in front of the diaper changing mother’s head…which pointed to a bathroom less than 20 feet away. Where indeed do you change a diaper? Cause clearly a bathroom doesn’t seem like the perfect location.

For me…this is on the same lines of a mother breast feeding her child in public…go to the car! And in this case…go to the restroom! It’s revolting.

just gel'n man.

yesterday i had the pleasure to hear two gel'n comments. the first...a female co-worker who i complimented her heeled boots. the second...a male friend who made a stellar catch during his softball game. to make it an even three...if three can be considered even...i, myself, made a gel'n comment. mine was made while kicking my shoeless feet up and chowing on a slice of mac n cheese pizza....how could i not be gel'n?!