I saw a commercial earlier of a woman pushing her baby buggy while jogging. That really gets on my nerves. If you can't trust your kid home alone with your husband, divorce him and call a babysitter. If you don't have a husband or a phone, get one or both, or maybe do some sit-ups, jumping jacks, you know, home exercises. Babies probably don't enjoy eating the bugs flying into their faces; if you want to increase the difficulty in your exercise, lift some dumbbells. Dumbbell.
And what's the deal with doggy sweaters? Don't you realize they've already got coats?
I had more to post, but trying to be funny has taken all my concentration. What I'm left with now is that never-ending fatigue and hunger, boredom, mild annoyance at my Goddess-be-damned awful luck, and...I swear there was something else too. Probably the hours in the day feeling dreadfully long when I'm tired and horrifically short when I'm busy. I know people hate me, but why must time itself play pranks?
I had more to post, but trying to be funny has taken all my concentration. What I'm left with now is that never-ending fatigue and hunger, boredom, mild annoyance at my Goddess-be-damned awful luck, and...I swear there was something else too. Probably the hours in the day feeling dreadfully long when I'm tired and horrifically short when I'm busy. I know people hate me, but why must time itself play pranks?
I agree with most of that stuff about the jogging mommies, but I think people are supposed to assume that the fathers are at work, earning the money while his wife tries to "get her figure back" (I guess the TV people want us all to believe that how a woman looks is just as important as the man earning the money...?)
ReplyDeleteDoggy sweaters are just dumb. But then, there are people who check their pups into doggy hotels and spas, so by comparison a dog in clothes isn't so bad! :P
That's true! I'd forgotten about those weirdos.
ReplyDeleteIf I ever become a mother, and my husband was at work; I would do home exercises. And if I ever wanted to go jogging, I'd wait until my husband got home. I wouldn't run the risk of getting chased by dogs while I'm holding my baby. Apparently when I was a baby I had a dog jump in my face, which is where my fear of them stems...I had a feeling, so I had to ask.