Smiles and Nuts

So there are Just the Right Things, and then, there are Just the Wrong Things in the world, and both have been jumping out at me randomly this week.  Here’s a review.

Things That Make Me Smile, or Just The Right Things

• Captain Safety. When Excellent Son Sawyer was helping me with a building project and using power tools, I was yelling above the whine of the chop saw reminding him to be safe.  He stopped, looked at me seriously and asked, “You know what people call me, don’t you?”  I sarcastically replied, “What, Mr. Safety?” “No,” he deadpanned, “they call me CAPTAIN Safety.”  I still laugh every time I think of that!
• Watermelon. I’ve been eating half of one of those “personal” watermelons almost every day.  Every single one has been perfect.  I take it outside to the patio, turn on the fan, take a look up at the mountains at the beautiful view, and then dig into my favorite summertime food.  Doesn’t get any better than that!
• My dog Keela when she sleeps. This is how she looks.  Really.

Things That Drive Me Nuts, or Just The Wrong Things

• Parking lots that don’t make sense. Who designs parking lots?  I’m thinking maybe people who don’t shop?  Lots are frequently divided up with those little medians that one needs to walk over to get where you want to be.    Those medians are sometimes rocks (hard to walk over), grass (usually with paths of hard dirt where we yes, have been walking), low growing plants (gotta walk around them) or my favorite, 5′ tall prickly bushes.  Huh???
• Greeters in stores. I cannot walk ten feet in a big box office supply store or Target these days without a new person asking me if I am finding everything I need.  What is this, a plan to single-handedly hire every unemployed worker in America?  And then there’s Home Depot, where I wander aimlessly looking for ANYONE, SOMEONE TO HELP ME.  My theory is everyone wants to wear red, not orange. Aargh.
• TV Weatherpeople. I love summer.  I love hot weather.  I LIVE for hot weather.  So it  makes me crazy when the TV weatherperson in the morning apologizes that it’s going to be another one of those hot days and says, “But that cooling trend is coming and by the weekend we’ll be enjoying the mid 70′s for a high.”  Why the hell would I want my Saturday in August to be cool?  That’s what fall is for.  It’s summer, it’s hot.  Some of us like it that way.  Stop apologizing!

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