Thoughts for the Day

The first couple are more annoyances than rants, but annoyances they are!! I don't know if they have done this in the US or not, but here in Canada, at least in London Ontario, they have converted just about every McDonalds in the city into a - pardon moi - café don't you know, with WiFi and the lot. It was handy before I FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE MY WIFI WORK (yep, I yelled that in excitement I figured it out - ME). I'm not into these smancy fancy coffees. Just give a regular coffee. And I like McDonalds coffee much better than Tim Hortons. There is a McDonalds on the way into work so every day I work, I stop and get a large coffee. But with these new cafés,
every single time, that mechanical voice asks me if I would like to try a McDonalds McCafe. My answer - NO! Now I was raised to be polite; to say please and thank you but every day it annoys me that I find myself being polite and saying no, thank you - to a canned voice. I've tried to stop. I have tried just saying no, but I'm not wired that way. Even as I know I'm adding 'thank you' to an inanimate voice not coming out of a real person, I can't stop. It just comes out of my mouth. I wish the lady voice would stop asking me. If I wanted a McCafe Mocha or Latte or Cappuccino or any of the other ones the canned mechanical voice asks me, I would order it. STOP ASKING ME LADY VOICE.

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The second annoyance, not rant level, but annoyance, is how the radio announcers have to DRAMATIZE everything! We had rain today. A lot of rain. I'm sure many, many others were also experiencing rain today. One could almost say it was raining cats and dogs.

But listening to the radio announcers one would think it was almost like a blizzard out there with horrendous driving conditions. IT WAS ONLY RAIN RADIO ANNOUNCERS! Yes, I drover slower on my way to work. Instead of driving my normal 5 kilometers over the speed limit, I drove 5 kilometers under. And not once did I worry about hydroplaning all over the road. But the radio dudes sure did warn about it. It was the lead off story on the news. Errrgggg.

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One show I've watched quite a bit of surprisingly is Sister Wives. And even more surprising is I like it. I'm very much against polygamy. I just don't think it's biblical in the New Testament sense. I really believe in "forsaking all others." But I'm hardly one to judge others beliefs. And despite what my own beliefs are, I really like these women. I would love to have the opportunity to sit around with them and have coffee. I can identify with all of them in one way or another. And the really do work hard to make this unusual life style work. They are deeply committed and they certainly do practice compromise. I was rather surprised to find myself really welling up while watching this seasons finale. One of the ongoing topics has been Meri, the first wife's inability to get pregnant. The other wives have a number of children but Meri only has one and you can really sense her pain in the situation, especially this past season when Robin, the youngest and newest wife got pregnant. So I found it very emotional at the end of the season finale, right after Robin delivered her son, that she offered to be a surrogate for Meri so that Meri could have another baby. Robin has always struck me as being such a warm and caring person and that she would offer to do this because she really loves her sister wife and senses Meri's pain, well, it made me tear up.

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And finally, I don't know what got me started this morning. And it says that there is a mean streak in my, but this morning I was telling my coworker a story about when I was a kid. For some reason, when I was playing with a bunch of my friends I got it into my head to grab a tube of toothpaste and bring it out and start eating it. And low and behold, all the other kids did the same thing. There we all sat, eating out of tubes of toothpaste. One can only wonder what our mothers thought. This one younger brother didn't have a tube since his sister had already nabbed the tube from their house. So I very generously went in and grabbed a tube. Now I could read at the time though he was a couple of years younger and couldn't. So he didn't realize that wen he squeezed that tube, got the past on his finger and went to eat it that rather than toothpaste, he was eating Brylcreem.

I don't know why, but that story struck me as particularly funny this morning even as I admitted to Becky how mean I was. I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt and tears were running down my face. The makeup I had so carefully put on at 7:30 this morning was pretty much all gone by 9:00. And to you David Hogg, wherever you are, I am so sorry I pulled such a rotten trick on you all those years ago. And to think, I laughed about it!