I'm back. I know all 6 of you have been wondering where my wit went. Well here's the story: there's no story. I've been working out and watching my calories so I let it consume me for a sec. Stuff was still hugging me, though, trust. I already ranted about this on FB, but here it is anyway...

1. Butthole kids who are really too old to be at an Easter Egg hunt taking all the eggs at said hunt. What the crap is wrong with these kids? They just barreled through the crowd and grabbed armfuls of eggs until there was literally non left for the little ones. Seriously, every big kid I saw had eggs spilling out of their baskets. My kids got zero. Katelyn was devastated. I guess the real question I should be asking here is What the deuce is wrong with these kids' parents? Don't you talk to your children about manners when doing things like this? We told Katelyn to be nice and courteous and to only take a few. Apparently responsible parenting is a thing of the past. It was disgusting how selfish and careless these little brats were. We were able to take a little consolation in the fact that one of the dudes in charge had spare eggs and he gave Katelyn a few. She didn't get to find them, though. Later that day Jason and I were watching the local news and there was a report on about an egg hunt in another town that took place at a pool. The reporter literally said "if you don't have children but want to participate in an egg hunt, there will be an adult hunt tomorrow". ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME? If you're an adult and you think you need to hunt for eggs, you need to off yourself.

2. As I mentioned before, I have been counting my calories for a couple weeks now. This isn't a rant as much as a statement. Stuff that tastes yummy is not fun to work off. I wish there was a magic pill or a magic exercise, but there's not. It's hard and I hate it, but I've already lost 3 pounds, so I'll keep going. Again, not ranting. Just wishing it didn't suck so much.

3. I've been spending quite a bit of time in the carpool line these past few weeks and I know I've mentioned it before, but what in the world would make people think it's okay to smoke around our children? It's disgusting. It's deadly. It's foul. But more than anything, it's inconsiderate and rude. Kill yourself in your own house. My babies shouldn't have to breathe that crap in.

That's kind of it for now. I wish I were funnier. Apologies. Keep reading my blog. It makes me feel special. Or don't. Your loss.