Is it Karma?

I’m not a religious person.  I guess you could say I’m spiritual and I try to abide by the Golden Rule, but organized religion is lost on me.  I would never condemn anyone for their beliefs in fact, a lot of times I wish I possessed a blind faith, but I always need to know why.  This was sometimes a problem during my Catholic school years.  I specifically remember grilling Father Keith as to why birth control was prohibited for married couples if they couldn’t afford to have a baby.  He mentioned something about abstinence and I countered with asking how couples were supposed to show each other affection.  I was in 8th grade.  I knew nothing of marriage, babies or that abstinence wasn’t always such a bad thing.

This morning on my way to drop Kamryn off at school, I decided that I was going to try and make everyone’s day a little better.  Before I had even pulled into the parking lot at school, I had waved 3 other drivers to go ahead of me at different points along the way.  I usually do that once a morning because not doing it would make me look like a huge asshole.

After I got home, Rory and I played outside for a couple hours.  We played hide-n-seek and I found out that he is a huge cheater.  We played restaurant at the playground and I learned that it’s hard for him to just pretend to eat the woodchips.  Regardless, we both had fun and I’m pretty sure our little extended play time made Rory’s day a little more fun since I’m usually juggling some household chores with bouts of play.

We walked home from picking Kamryn up from school and I allowed 2 other moms with strollers pass while I moved up on the grass.  We were just leisurely walking and these other women appeared to be walking for exercise or maybe they were just really fast walkers.  I know that when I’m running with Rory, it is a pain in the butt to have to maneuver around other people with a stroller so hopefully I made their walk just a bit better.

Let me be clear that I don’t feel like I was going above and beyond what a lot of people do every single day.  I just tend to get a little too wrapped up in my own little world that the people around me tend to pass by in a blur.  It’s not intentional, but I am always trying to think a couple of moves in advance and miss out on the present.   After what happened next, I think I need to reconsider how I go about my daily activities.

I stopped in at the Verizon store because my phone hasn’t been working right lately.  It’s never picking up the 3G signal so I’m not able to be as smart with my smartphone as I wanna be.  I thought the kids had probably unchecked something during one of their sessions of Angry Birds, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure it out.  Nathan, my Verizon representative today, did some hard resets and some soft resets.  I’m so immature, that I couldn’t help but think of those resets as innuendos and had this stupid smirk on my face. In my defense he said it like 8 times and one time he even said “I gave it the hard reset.”  Seriously…even my grandma would have laughed at that one.

All of those hard resets resulted in me getting a new, upgraded phone!  I don’t have the insurance so I was sure I was going to get told that I had to pay for it, but unbeknownst to me, my phone was still under warranty…for exactly 19 more days.  So I have to ask; did all my good deeds get me a new phone?  I looked Karma up on Wikipedia and I’m pretty sure this isn’t what Karma really means, but I’m going to give it a go again tomorrow and see what happens.



We Need A Vacation!

Kamryn has a week off from school at the end of February.  The school district calls it “Ski Week”.  This isn’t her spring break, that is another week in April.  I don’t know who declared this week in February a week to ski…we live in Southern California, not Colorado.  Before I get too hung up on the name of this week off from school, the bottom line is that we could use a bit of a vacation.

We aren’t great at planning trips unless they arise out of necessity.  The last trip we went on was to Iowa for our good friends’ wedding.  This is how we ended up going on a honeymoon too.  Another friend, Kelly, was getting married in Riviera Maya the March after we got married and so we used her wedding as our honeymoon.  Kind of sad that we couldn’t even plan our own honeymoon, but we also moved to San Diego a month after we got married so that was our excuse.

Tonight Ryan and I decided that we should take advantage of this Ski Week, not to go skiing, but to take a few days and just get away.  After about an hour of looking at different hotels and resorts in and around Palm Springs, LA, and anywhere else that I consider to be within driving distance, I got distracted by watching the end of Titanic.

I’m sure this will be on my radar for the rest of the weekend and I would welcome any suggestions.  Since it’s a little too late to book a flight anywhere, we would have to be able to drive.  And here in lies the problem.  I despise driving in the car.  My limit is about 3 hours in a car…maybe a little more, but I do not like to stop.  I just want to get where I’m going.  I have suggested to Ryan that I may enjoy it if we had a motor home.  If I could lay in a bed or on a couch and watch TV while someone drove my ass around, I don’t think I would mind the driving so much.  Unfortunately, Ryan isn’t a big fan of my motor home idea.

Hopefully in a couple of weeks I’ll be blogging from some poolside resort and my children will be splashing around in pool.  Did I also mention I’m pretty cheap?  I’m not going to drop $300/night for a place to sleep.  So if you can suggest a place that meets my criteria, I just may send you a postcard!




You Are Driving Me Crazy!!!

I have a lot of issues with other drivers. It doesn’t really matter who it is. I may be riding along as a passenger or driving and bitching about observing the others on the road with me, but it’s almost a certainty that I will encounter something that I find irritating.

Here are my top 5 annoyances in no particular order.

Overly cautious drivers. I know you are saying “But Amy, you have 2 small children, you should be thankful that there are cautious drivers.” WRONG! Overly cautious drivers are more of a danger than those speeding (me) down the freeway. I’m not a crazy speeder – for one, I’m driving a ’98 Explorer, she just doesn’t have the pick up she used to. And two, yes, my kids are in the car with me 95% of the time. So when you are slow poking it along, you are putting me and my children at risk because now I have to pass you and give you a dirty look, thus making me take my eyes off the road.
Vanity plates or bumper stickers that aren’t funny. Just think of how much less excruciating it would be to be stuck behind a car in traffic or just at a light if they had something funny to read on the back of their car. I recently saw a license plate on an old red minivan that simply read: AREDVAN. I laughed for 2 exits.
Drivers that creep up to a traffic light regardless of the displayed light color. I live close to a fairly busy intersection and I almost never go straight through the light. I am usually turning, which means sitting in a turning lane. If I miss the turning light, I will sit for up to 4 ½ minutes, depending on the time of day. Four minutes! Who has that kind of time?! And what is even worse is if your slow ass gunned it at the last minute to get through the light and left me sitting there. Grrrrrrr
People that don’t obey traffic signs. I know, this whole thing sounds like a contradiction, but really, I’m guilty of speeding and that’s it. There is another corner, not far from my house where 3 lanes merge into 2, but then a turning lane opens up literally 20 feet after that.
The street doesn’t even really narrow at all, but the sign says to get your ass over to the left and then you can get back over to the right to turn. Without fail, whenever I drive this way, some jackoff completely ignores the huge white arrows painted on the street, the bright yellow sign with the merging lane picture and just barrels through to the turning lane.

Inevitably, I get stuck behind said vehicle and there are certainly no funny anecdotes on the back of the car to bring my blood pressure down to a normal rate.

Lane budgers. You know who I’m talking about. The people who see the huge line of cars exiting and drive as far as they can outside of that long line of cars and try to squeeze in at the last minute to avoid sitting there like the rest of us. To quote George Costanza, “We’re living in a society!” Some people actually do miss the exit and are forced to pull this little stunt, I actually did on Saturday and I was so embarrassed! I gave the customary wave and even mouthed a “THANK YOU”! to my fellow driver to let him know I wasn’t one of the inconsiderate d-bags that he was probably expecting.

OK, so I’m guilty of speeding and taking pictures while I drive, but I knew I would be driving that way today and had my phone ready to snap a couple of pictures.