A photo a day - Assholes

And that is me being polite

Kylee gets her bitch on

I really don't understand what the hell is wrong with people.

This morning I was driving to work and came across a little girl who was no more than four, at a guess, walking alone along a main road in her pyjamas. I watched her in my rear view mirror to see if her parents appeared, but no. Because it was a divided road, I had to drive away to a roundabout and turn around, drive past her on the other side of the road and come back around another roundabout to get to her. Once I stopped my car, she ran back in the direction she came from and into a park. So again, I had to do another circuit and drove around the park to follow her to make sure sure was okay.  

She ran into a court, and slowed to a walk. She didn't seem scared anymore just happily walking along. I stopped my car, got out and asked her where her Mummy and Daddy where. She turned and pointed to a house. At the same time a woman came out the front and called to her. The woman looked relieved, like she'd been looking for her but not realising she was outside. I asked if it was her little girl and told her that she was out walking down the main road. The woman was upset and thanked me for looking out for her. She said she thought she'd been playing inside and couldn't find her.

So I suppose this is where you all think I get my bitch on? Damn parents right? Some people don't deserve kids right? *Bzzzzzt* No.  This could happen to anyone in the blink of an eye. I know people it has happened to. What makes me angry is the blatant disregard for this little girl. This was a very busy road. I would guess that in the time it took me to do two laps of the street and catch up to this girl in the park that at least forty cars would have passed her. I didn't see even one slow down, let alone stop to see if she was okay. Granted people may have called the police, I don't know. But not one person other than me stopped. This just completely blows me away.

Every single day I see on my Facebook wall such and such just read this news story, such and such has posted a link to a news story about a murder/disappearance/amber alert and a billion people comment on how horrific and tragic it is. But how many people are really willing to put their money where there mouth is? How many of you would have even noticed her on the street? How many of you would have been just too busy to stop? Hell I was busy, I was on my way to work. As it was I only just managed to open the store on time but had she not been able to show me her parents house I would have sat with her waiting for the police. Some things take precedence over our busy lives. It makes me feel ill to think that she could have been the next child that someone was posting on Facebook about. Anything could have happened to her.

Shame on all those drivers who turned a blind eye. I only hope that it's not their child that ends up in this situation.

Gas (no, not what you're thinking - the Energy kind)

This was Brian

Rewind back to last Thursday:

You would think that finishing work at lunch time would be a fortunate thing - especially when your husband has the day off so you can spend some quality time with him and your daughter.

Fortunate probably wasn't the most apt word when I arrived home to a husband who looks like

< this.

Although I did contemplate slinking back out the front door without being seen, my curiosity got the better of me and I had to know what the cause of all the wrath was. Ah yes, the old faithful utilites. I think every household has had at least 5 phone calls to some sort of utility company when the ended up looking like the above. Today is was Origin Energy's turn. For some reason unknown to not only us, but also to Origin Energy, our gas had been disconnected. And so the saga began.

Phone call after phone call after phone call we where promised that some sort of service call had been lodged. Day after day after bloody long, bloody cold, and bloody smelly day we waited and we phoned. During this time not only did I have no gas, but this meant no hot water, no cooktop and no heating. Brian was in Sydney for a conference. Jack had some sort of Gastro bug and vomited for 3 days straight. Imogen, not be left out, decided to get in on the action and ramp up her constipation issues causing the Mt Etna of projectile vomits (Yeah sorry about that John. Hopefully your eyes have stopped burning now). Funnily enough the one child who I would have thought would have had the most issue with all of this going on was the one child that took it all in his stride and was the sanest of the lot of us. Liam was going for a Sainthood.

This was me

By the time this morning rolled around it had  been seven nights and I was going into my eighth day with no gas. It was no surprise that I looked like

this >

If I could have crawled through the phone lines and physically attacked the person or persons responsible for our lack of gas I probably would have. I was that mad this morning that I don't even really know what I said to the lady. What ever it was it must have been some serious shit because within an hour I had a service technician knocking on my door telling me he'd just turned the gas back on. I was so overjoyed that I could have kissed the guy. I'm thinking he may have realised this as he was backing away quietly as soon as he could. Or I guess it could have been the fact that I had birdsnest hair, crazy eyes and was more than likely drooling at the site of him.

It all started with a gorgeous family

Reproduced from ninemsn: 

I happened across this gorgeous family yesterday. Two adoring parents with their three gorgeous children. Everyone seemed happy well adjusted just like any other normal family that I come across daily.

Except here is the difference. This family, whether it be to their face or behind their back (as yesterday's case would be) are experiencing horrible bigotry. Not only did a random stranger make the comment "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" with a smirk on her face but someone I mix with weekly threw me a huge curve ball with her uneducated, bigoted, homophobic comments.

I have always been one to say that everyone is entitled to their own opinion but where do you draw the line between an opinion and a uneducated irrational rant. Some of the comments went along this line:

• Gay people give up their rights to have children when they become gay
• Gay men are born this way because they're born men when they where meant to be women
• They can't have two girls. They're gay. What are they going to tell them? How can they raise two girls? (Well duh you're a single mother of two boys - How can you raise them? *shakes head*)
• People only become gay later because they where abused. 
• I used to hang around a lot of hairdressers so I know all about gays

I could go on and on but I was so enraged that I couldn't even tell you the rest of what was said. Let just say that I lost my friggin mind and went off my tree. I was soooo mad that I don't even know what half the things I said back to her where. In reality I would have loved to punch her in the head but I had to be the bigger person.

I have people in my life that I love and care very deeply about that are not only gay, but SHOCK HORROR have children. And guess what? They're brilliant parents. Their kids love and adore them. Regardless of sexual orientation, parents are parents. A child needs a loving and nurturing family, that's what's important.

I should just let the agenda of the narrow minded bigots be a blip on my radar, but what has been said can never be unsaid. I have to cross this person, at the bare minimum, weekly. I have to be mature, I have to be responsible. But I know I will seethe whenever I look at her now, but I will remember this:

Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain and most fools do.

 - Benjamin Franklin

NB: Article photo published from: Gay couple have twins

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Some people are assholes

My vent is that at 2am a bunch of *not very nice people* decided that hanging on to a wheelie bin through their car window while flying down the street was an awesome idea. Yeah real awesome you *not nice people* when said bin slams into Brian's parked car.




















So now he has taillights all broken on one side, back quarter panel dented and scratched and a chipped back window. The cowardly *not nice people took off. So now not only am I stuck paying excess after another *not nice person* who shouldn't have a license backed into my car in the work car park and took off, now we're paying excess on Brian's car as well.


Merry *Naughty In And Out Word* Christmas.



















Oh and to add to my woes...I was paying off my oral surgeon $100 a month and decided just to pay it all and get it out of the way. So just yesterday I paid him $800. Great. That's $800 I could have paid towards the excess. AND, today I get a phone call from after school care saying that Jack has hit his face on another kid's head and has knocked one of his front tooth loose. Noice. Sigh. Lucky it's a baby tooth and he wasn't too distressed.