Crabby Blogging Lady

Not baby fever as in I want a baby. Baby fever as in a disease. A sickness. THE PLAGUE.

Watch this video. It’s a time lapse video of a 9-month old baby, showing how much damage a moving infant can wreak in 4 hours.

Now, some gals watching this would think “OHHH! He’s SO CUTE! I want a baby that’s so cute!!” But me, I think: Oh my gosh, that kid destroys everything. Babies destroy everything! They scream, they poop, they cry all night! Get me away!!!

OK, babies can be cute, But is all that cuteness worth the 9 months of agony, the 24 hours of excruciating labor, the lack of sleep, night-time screamfests, puking and snot and fevers….

I’ll just watch the videos. And then run for cover.

I guess the cities are no longer the money makers they once were. None of the criminals go there anymore, it’s too crowded. Rather, criminals are now entering the boundaries of sweet suburban living and small town America. Gee, it’s a regular Hollywood movie out there….

:(

Did you ever wonder if more crimes occurred in the summer than the winter? Or if one seemingly “nice” town or city actually has more crime than that decrepit old town with the run-down shacks? I found a very cool website that shows crime rates for the biggest cities. It’s called Trulia. I think it’s pretty neat! It’s no where NEAR as comprehensive as it should be, though. They really need to work on that. This stuff is important. I want to know where all the crimes are so I can avoid the place like the plague. The website covers all the “big cities” and I didn’t see any small towns on there.

I think there has been a dramatic rise in crime in small towns. My small town is seeing a LOT more break-ins, violent domestic incidents, and now we are faced with drug crimes and gangs. I live in a town with a population of under 900!!!!! It’s insane. My neighbors down the street were busted for drug dealing. Further down, there was a drive-by shooting a few weeks ago. And I saw in the news that, after a sting operation, cops discovered heroin, loaded guns and bullet proof vests in a home nearby.

:blink:

Crime is getting so bad in my area that the cops have stings?!

The politicians had better lower these property taxes real quick like. It’s bad enough, paying such exorbitant taxes in a nice neighborhood. It’s cruel and unusual punishment to make us pay thousands upon thousands of dollars for an area plagued by crime and drugs. Good God.

Some neighbors are so concerned that they are getting g*ns and other means to protect themselves. Others are getting testoripped so they can pound the criminals into the ground.

Me, I’m practicing The Look to make these losers melt like jello under a hairdryer.

Boy am I grumpy today. I don’t know why!!! It’s like these invisible hands are squeezing my body, making me feel anxious and angry and hurt. Lord, I hate that feeling!!! I just wanna pop in my in ear headphones and crank up the audio and block out the world at large. Geez. I HATE feeling this way.

Maybe it’s just all the immense pressures over the past few months, coming to a head. And that New York’s weather has been miserable. As a kid, when I didn’t like the weather, I would just curl up with a good book and a blanket and ignore the world. As an adult, I can’t do that. I have…. responsibilities. :-p I just wanna rest for a while. Just rest.

Ugh.

When I had children, I promised myself– NO PETS. Pets are cute and cuddly… some of the time. The other time, they are expensive, annoying, sick, and high maintenance. Pets interfere with vacation time (what nutty person is going to want to babysit 3 dogs, 3 cats, and a bird???). Pets get sick and you have NO IDEA what to do except throw them in the super-expensive arms of vets, who (so it seems) care not for your child’s numerous tears but only to keep the assembly line of pet care chugging along. And worst of all, pets are just a PAIN. Especially when spring rolls around.

It’s spring. All the pets are going BANANAS. They sense the change in weather, and want to be outdoors. They beg, they bark, they pout, they scratch, they make trouble. As I type, my dogs are barking their heads off at every fresh air draft they smell…. and the cat is tormenting me by threatening to claw my bird unless I let her out. But these are INDOOR PETS. Which means they have indoor brains. The moment they step outside, the dunderheads will bolt for the busy street and meet their deaths (or the expensive vet). I just want to bolt the doors and close up the interior plantation shutters and stop the craziness!

WHY oh WHY did I ever get pets??? Was I nuts????

Mr. Crabby and I have been searching for a new family vehicle FOR MONTHS and so far our efforts have been fruitless. FRUITLESS!!! We even have the money in hand, ready to slap down on the dealer’s table, but we can find nothing appropriate for our family of 6.

Yes. SIX. We have FOUR offspring. And I would *kinda* like to have seats in the vehicle for every one of them, plus the two adults. I guess a couple of the runts can be strapped to the roof rack, but during our rugged winters, that might be considered a little mean….

But we go into a car dealership and the people look at us like we are a rerun from The Waltons. SIX. They can’t believe it. They count us, several times. One, two, three, four… OMG HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOU HAVE?!

If we lived in California, I’d be called a “breeder.” But here in New York State, they like big families. Because when they look at us, they see walking tax dollars and “surcharges” and “fees” and “tariffs.” They cackle and gleefully rub their hands together, tabulating the millions of dollars in taxes we’ll reap in for them and all the expensive utilities we will consume for them.

Yeah, it’s just SO. GREAT. to be wanted. :roll:

Anyway. We cant find a vehicle big enough for all of us. Except a minivan. And I DO NOT WANT another minivan!!! If I have to endure the bloated elephant on wheels for another two decades, I’ll scream. Those things drop transmissions like rabbits drop pellets. Holy cow. I have had to replace a transmission on EVERY SINGLE minivan, and some more than once! Ya can’t just run to the local convenience store and grab one, you know. They *only* cost $2000 to $3000. And then you’re without a car for a week or two. Which brings us back to the original problem of finding a car that seats SIX!

Can we just move to the Netherlands, maybe, and ride bikes together?

Someone please tell me WHY even the hugest SUV only seats 5? Oh, unless you get a gas-guzzling Suburban that will need to be refilled every 2 miles. And with gas here in Upstate NY at $4 a gallon, I might as WELL move to the Netherlands. There, everyone is so skinny you’d think they’ve got slimming tablets in the drinking water, and they whizwhizwhiz around so effortlessly on the bikes. Here in America, we’ve got cars the size of army tanks with FIVE piddly seat belts. Something just ain’t right.

Maybe the Amish are having a sale on buggys?

Yeah, I feel sorry for the Toyota company right now. According to news reports, the company has had to recall over 2 million vehicles because of a stupid old car mat. Yep. Their accelerator pedals would get stuck on car mats.

HELLO?! Why recall the ENTIRE vehicle?! Just tell the lazy oafs to remove the dang mat!!!

The cars are luxury cars, too– real expensive, fancy cars: hybrids, 4Runner SUVs, RAV4 compact SUVs, Lexus LX 570s, RX 330, RX 350 and RX 400H vehicles, Toyota Highlander SUVs…. OUCH. And all because of a stupid old car mat.

I also feel very sorry for Toyota because of Government (General) Motors. Our Constitution gives NO RIGHT to the federal government owning private businesses. They have no legal right to manufacture cars than to sell oxyelite. NONE.

And you don’t think that the federal government owning a car manufacturer will have a negative affect on all the privately owned car manufacturers in the country? Think again. Let’s see how many GM recalls and fines we see over the next few years compared to the other manufacturers…