Bruises
So I was at our new house on sat. to sell the kitchen table. And while I was there I was doing work on the cabinets... 'Cuase y'know, that's what you do when you're at the house. You work on the cabinets.
And I'm climbn' up onto the sink to repaint and touch up the wall a little... But one of the times when I was climbing back up there, My foot slipped and I went crashing down against the edge of the counter top. And. It. Hurt. Like hell. I scraped and bruised the hell out of my right hip, and bruised my rib under my right boob. >A<;; Ow.
So I'm kinda gimpy right now. lol.
Oh and I kinda started a fight on the light rail yesterday......;;;;;>>
This scanky as hell girl and her boy thing and three kids get on the train, and one of the kids is crying and she tells him "Shut up! You ain't even crying!"
And even though I'm a really amiable person, there are some things I won't ignore. Treating you kids like shit and telling them to shut up like that is one of them.
So I turned around (they were in the seat behind me.) and told her that telling her child to shut up was extremely inappropriate and not okay. Which pissed them off a little and they proceeded to jump down my throat about 'these are her own "goddamn kids" and she can treat them however the fuck she wants, and I'll do the same thing when I have kids.'
To which I responded that's it's never okay to treat your children that way, and ignored them after that.
Funny how she stopped saying those things to her kids for the rest of the time that I was on the train. >: l
*snort* She made me so angry. It's been a LONG time since I've felt that angry. I strongly believe there are times to mind your own business, and times to intervene. Children do not deserve to be abused, verbally or otherwise. Grr.
It's funny how you never quite understand the sting of 'why undeserving people have the thing that matters more to you than anything else, but you can't' until you experience it.
Anyway.
In other news.... I't s time to get Sheydan fixed......*sweatdrop*
And I'm climbn' up onto the sink to repaint and touch up the wall a little... But one of the times when I was climbing back up there, My foot slipped and I went crashing down against the edge of the counter top. And. It. Hurt. Like hell. I scraped and bruised the hell out of my right hip, and bruised my rib under my right boob. >A<;; Ow.
So I'm kinda gimpy right now. lol.
Oh and I kinda started a fight on the light rail yesterday......;;;;;>>
This scanky as hell girl and her boy thing and three kids get on the train, and one of the kids is crying and she tells him "Shut up! You ain't even crying!"
And even though I'm a really amiable person, there are some things I won't ignore. Treating you kids like shit and telling them to shut up like that is one of them.
So I turned around (they were in the seat behind me.) and told her that telling her child to shut up was extremely inappropriate and not okay. Which pissed them off a little and they proceeded to jump down my throat about 'these are her own "goddamn kids" and she can treat them however the fuck she wants, and I'll do the same thing when I have kids.'
To which I responded that's it's never okay to treat your children that way, and ignored them after that.
Funny how she stopped saying those things to her kids for the rest of the time that I was on the train. >: l
*snort* She made me so angry. It's been a LONG time since I've felt that angry. I strongly believe there are times to mind your own business, and times to intervene. Children do not deserve to be abused, verbally or otherwise. Grr.
It's funny how you never quite understand the sting of 'why undeserving people have the thing that matters more to you than anything else, but you can't' until you experience it.
Anyway.
In other news.... I't s time to get Sheydan fixed......*sweatdrop*