So we're excited! Yay, new car!
Saturday, January 29, 2011
It was time for Stolls to turn in their Mazda 5. We loved that car, and before the winter blast had talked about buying it. The 5 handled poorly in the snow. We decided we LOVED the Mazda, and the folks over at Open Road Mazda took great care of us, and so we've now a Mazda CX9. It has the 3rd row of seats like the 5, but is a bit more SUV than crossover with all wheel drive.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Lindsay is a wonderful, brilliant, funny little person.
Having said that, smart kids are freaking frustrating. They always think they're smarter than I am.
Lindsay cannot be convinced of ANYTHING. Reasoning? Cajoling? Meh. The only thing that works with any regularity is bribing, and that is of course, turning her into an entitled little monster.
Today, she refused to get out of the car at drop off. When that happens, the aide will say, "Sorry, you have to pull up." As soon as I did, Lindsay happily got out of the car without an argument. Why? I have no idea.
Monday, January 03, 2011
Ringing in 2011 with the rant! That's what we do here at Screw Perfection, right? Rant.
I had to return some things at Bed Bath and Beyond today. I was already not in a very good mood because my return was awkward and heavy. I'd had a slice of banana bread hours ago for breakfast, but I was suddenly lightheaded and hungry. I had Lindsay with me, who was asking for something within grabbing reach every 2.5 seconds.
There were two cashiers. A customer in front of each of them. I stood behind the woman at the Customer Service register. About 30 seconds later (or after Lindsay had asked me for a lollipop, Quacking Duck keychain, and a pack of gum about 10 times), the cashier at the other register asked if she could help someone. I bent down to pick up the heavy box, and after I'd lifted it, realized there was a customer there already. I sighed.
"I just want you to know I was in line already, when you walked over."
"Okay." I replied.
"Because I was standing there for several minutes before you even entered the store. I don't want you to think I jumped in line ahead of you."
"I don't have any problem with you." I said.
"I can see from the look on your face that you're upset, but I was next in line."
"I don't care. Whatever."
The thought that came into my head next was, why is this man talking to me? I really don't care if he wasn't in line and got helped ahead of me. I broke eye contact and stopped talking.
And the conversation ended.