Beefs.

Does it make any sense to anyone out there that in most homes, the laundry room is by the garage and the kitchen? If it's a mud room, that's one thing...but my thought is this...you get dressed in the bedroom, undressed in the bedroom-(unless you've got something really FUN going on :) the sheets, comforters, towels for the most part come from that area...so why are the laundry rooms always somewhere in the house that you have to lug the baskets a half mile to get to the washer and dryer? And let's not even talk about if your laundry room is downstairs from the bedrooms. It's crazy. 

I've already bitched about the toilet paper dispensers in public restrooms in a previous post...but here's another beef I have with the public toilets. If you are a builder and you are putting a door on a stall in a restroom and you can't stand in the stall and open and close the friggin' door without straddling the toilet...don't you think that maybe an adjustment should be made so that you can actually get in and out of the stall???? Like...make it open to the outside, or add a foot or two to the surrounding stall walls so that someone can piss in peace without worrying about dragging their pant legs across a germ infested toilet seat. Maybe if their tool belts would fall into the toilet along with their cell phones while they are putting the doors on they'd get a clue. I'd love to see a big ol' sweaty guy trying to bend over while fishing his drill or hammer out of the toilet while the door he just installed was keeping him from moving around in the crapped space...oops...cramped space. That would make a great submission to America's Funniest Videos. 

I would be willing to bet that most women carry some kind of purse or bag. I HATE it when there isn't counter space or a hook to put my purse on- both in the stall or when I'm trying to wash my hands! I mean really...do you expect me to put my purse on THAT floor while I'm washing my hands? Hanging it on my arm or shoulder doesn't work while I'm scrubbing under the water because it falls down and jars my arm which inevitably makes me jerk and splash water all over myself. Just put a freakin hook next to each sink, please.

Another thing...people who have kids in their cars SHOULD NOT TALK ON THEIR CELL PHONES! First of all, NOTHING you could be talking about is as important as the safety of your children...and I mean NOTHING. John and I don't have children but we've been educators for a long time and I have to tell you this is a sore subject with me! Get off of your phone and drive your kids safely!!!

I'm very disappointed to find out that one of my favorite jewelry manufacturers - Brighton - is a company that at least some of their jewelry is made in China. I don't know how much of it...if it's all or what...but I'm still disappointed. I won't go into a political rant here, but just know that I'm upset. I still have several charms to put on my bracelet...and now...I'm reconsidering!

This is a random pic of me messing around wearing Teresa Sherrill's coat in my bedroom about 1985

Before I had RA, I really took things for granted. Like...oh...walking. I can't believe that when I was able, I didn't continue to exercise, work out and make sure that I was doing what needed to be done to lead a healthy lifestyle. Now, all I can think of is getting back to at least part of that. I'm on my way...in fact it's Yoga time here...so I guess this verbal rampage is coming to an end, but know this...I'm not finished. OH NO...I'm not even close...there will be more tomorrow!!! :)