Slanted

The left.  The right.  The news.  It's all slanted.  Even those annoying parking spots!
Last week I was pulling into one of those parking spots when a woman driving the wrong way decided she was entitled to it and told me off in front of my 4 kids.  Her reasoning?  She had a handicap sticker. It was not a handicap spot.  Just a spot, and I had entered it legally.
After she told me to stop procreating (really) and almost ran over my foot while I was making an attempt to help her find a more appropriate handicap spot, I realized that everyone feels entitled for everything, but why?
That incident started off a week of crazy highs and lows.  That, was obviously a low.  A few days later a high of getting my treadmill to start working on dropping these last 15 lbs. of baby weight.
Then chapel at my son's school where a good friend explained how one of his girls from the orphanage in Haiti had been kidnapped and 123 days later, they were still trying to get her back.  The saddest part?    He (we) know some of those involved and they are "professing christians".  Low.  I sat there looking at my kids wondering what would I do if it had been one of them?  Tears.
Trying to get a 5 month old to sleep through the night.  Tiring.  Add that to the complex emotions, and it's almost, well, sometimes I wish that I could just take a weekend away to think, to pray, to just sit.
So off I went to get a dress to wear to the gala to support the orphanage in Haiti, and the irony hit me.  The only 2 hours I have had to myself in weeks.  low.
On Facebook some crazy lady ranted in public view of a local restaurant because her friend had a negative experience publicly breastfeed her son.  While some of the reasons were solid, the basis was that she was entitled to do what she wanted when she wanted and everyone else could just deal.
UGH!  Here's this girl, this six year old in Haiti, who has been taken from the only home she has ever known, and here we are in America having this attitude that the only one who matters is ourself.
Let's not even get started on the Presidential election.  (I can't believe that those two goons are the best we have to choose from).
And, after feeling like my husband has been MIA all week, he surprises me with a bracelet, the first truly thought through gift I think he's ever given me.  High.
So tonight will culminate this week and I am hoping to do my best to enjoy it, ending on the highest of notes, rather than the lowest.

Chocolate

So this is it.  My first posting.  It's only 9:14 pm and everyone else is in bed, so I figured, hey- why not.  
So  for my first post:

Tonight I found Drew's hidden stash of Halloween candy.  Yes, it's September 24th.  And I highly doubt it was even from last year.  I had no idea how disgusting chocolate could taste, but I think I know why I wasn't a huge chocolate lover growing up.  EWW!  
And yes, I am completely addicted to sugar.  Despite how "healthy" we try to eat, sugar and coffee is my weakness.  (secret #1 revealed).  Sugar IN coffee is even better.  
I'm going to need some of that in the morning...