A Random Thing Or Two-sday

 Shirt: DIY. Cardigan: LOFT. Denim: LOFT. Hat: Target. Sandals: c/o JellyPop.

1) Last week Luke and I ventured out for our weekly outing to the library. As you pull in there is a little area to the left where other cars can come out because it is a one way, loop-around deal in the parking lot, however the incoming traffic (me) has the right of way. Really, there should be a stop sign at this spot.

So, I turned in and this crazy old bat was furiously driving, like she wasn't going to get a parking spot or something nonsensical because there were plenty of slots open. We did the little, "are you going, or am I going?" for a millisecond because I realized I had the right of way (as mentioned before) and I feel very strongly about taking my privileges with right of ways (don't even get me started on waiting for people to back out...). Out of nowhere she started honking like a mad woman and I am positively sure she was screeching expletives at me. Yikes, right? It's only the beginning.

As I walked in carrying Luke on my hip, the thought drifted into my mind, "Aww, crap. I am probably going to run into this lady here in the libra--" Mid-thought I see this silver-haired, raging woman out of the corner of my eye and she starts making a scene.

"You are so incredibly rude! And you have a child? You should be ashamed of yourself driving that way and cutting people off!"

I didn't dignify her with a single word. I couldn't! I didn't want to put Luke through that awkwardness because he would have started bawling, and if I opened my mouth there would have been a scene. For once in my life, I chose to do the mature thing (but I was thinking, "Okay lady, first of all, you cut me off, and second, don't tell me how to drive with my child. Clearly you are the one that needs to learn the rules of the road and we were going like 10 miles an hour, so I would hardly consider condemning me and my child's hypothetical safety).

Luke and I strolled in like nothing happened and returned our books as peacefully as possible. Then I heard that terrifying screech coming from behind again!

"You need to learn some manners, young lady! I absolutely cannot believe you. I am thoroughly disgusted!"

I didn't turn around at this point, and just looked up and smiled at the library patron in front of me, whose face was a mixture of horror and forced happiness.

I probably sound like a total jerk after sharing this story, but the moral of it is, I had the right of way and this lady harassed me because I took advantage of my rights! Was I in the wrong here? If anything, this lady sounds like she needs a cookie (or a drink?) and I should have bought her a muffin at the library coffee stand looking back on it in retrospect.

2) Fact: Apparently bad driving is hereditary (source).

3) In case you missed it and since I am still bursting at the seams as a proud parent, Luke took his first steps!

4) This is funny (even though I already posted it on my Facebook a week ago, it deserves a second viewing).

5) Would you rather cry tears of puff paint or honey?