It's a blisteringly hot 78 degrees here where I live in the tip-toppy part of the US. That's maybe the only explanation for the extremely high cranky levels we're currently experiencing.
Here are some things that are contributing to the conditions:
1) No, I did not win instantly by finding the bat signal in the bag of Reese's Dark Chocolate/Peanut Butter Dark Knight candies. Even though Iwas forced by circumstances, naturally, to consume the whole bag full just in case (I did go see Dark Knight for the third time this weekend, and yes, I still thought it was dude, like, totally awesomely cool and no, Christian Bale speaking in an abnormally low and growly voice when masked does not contribute to my crankiness level);
2) Baby blogs. Don't start on me with the hate mail - I do my bit for the new babies in my circle -- knit them gifts, take food to the new parents, listen understandingly to breastfeeding stories without rolling my eyes until after I have left, swaddle and cuddle and even change diapers. But. Right now there are approximately a zabillion new babies (okay, three) that belong to close friends...and they all have blogs. So now even the phone conversations with the parents start out, "Did you see the blog this week?" Which is just shameless fishing for 20 minutes of how cute and unlike any other previous baby the baby belonging to the phone-er is...People. That is just weak.
And the really really cranky-making part is - these blogs are a fiction of perfect happiness. The picture of "New grandparents holding the baby!" was in actuality, and I know this because I nodded sympathetically when told the story, taken during "My in-laws are possibly crazy and the next time my father-in-law comes to the house I may hit him!"
Now, in my own personal Christian Bale film-fest, I am going to watch "Equilibrium" on DVD. I understand that it's set in a dystopic future where emotions have been outlawed.
I'm going to see what they do to the cranky.
--saifun
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