Wednesday, July 14, 2004
It's our pseudo 10 yr. anniversary (7/14/94) today and my bro's bday. Happy Bday Noel. Had a very overwhelming day yesterday. We ended up eating at this place called "Citizen Cake" in SF for a very late dinner. Pretty expensive, but the food was delicious. I had duck and franny had the pork chops. The desserts were yummy, too. We wanted to go to Hukilau, but it was closed and we just happened to pass this restaurant by.
Franny irritated me on the way home though. I never feel comfortable in a car with him because he has such bad road rage. I would say at least 4 out 5 times, he will cut some one off, race them, tailgate, or just plain give them a finger...all of which are unsettling because once he raises his stress level, my stress level goes up as well. He doesn't care if they come back and shoot our asses, but I do. You never know about anyone these days, and why would you want to even take that chance? Especially when the easiest thing to do is just ignore the crazy drivers and stay away from them. When someone gets righteous and trys to to teach these drivers a lesson, it just make the road even scarier for other people. There is absolutely no good that can come out of it, except helping the pride of the person who got cut off. I don't know why it's so hard to let this go. He says he won't do it anymore, but I catch him doing it almost 75% of the time I'm in a car with him. I know I can't get through to his hard-headed self, so I decided to just remain quiet the rest of the way home. That's one drawback that I sometimes don't like in the hubby. He's not really good at being cautious. Yesterday, he emailed his boss and his blog web address just happened to be on the bottom. He forgot that he had vented about his coworkers and wrote their names on his blog. She could have easily saw that and he would have gotten in trouble. Fortunately I brought it to his attention.
I really need to clean up the house today. I want to wet vacuum the whole upstairs and get ready to bring stuff to St. Vincent De Paul. Franny will be away most of the day, but we will have an anniversary dinner here at home tonight. I have to get ready for my chiro appointment. Also going to target to buy some gifts.
Franny irritated me on the way home though. I never feel comfortable in a car with him because he has such bad road rage. I would say at least 4 out 5 times, he will cut some one off, race them, tailgate, or just plain give them a finger...all of which are unsettling because once he raises his stress level, my stress level goes up as well. He doesn't care if they come back and shoot our asses, but I do. You never know about anyone these days, and why would you want to even take that chance? Especially when the easiest thing to do is just ignore the crazy drivers and stay away from them. When someone gets righteous and trys to to teach these drivers a lesson, it just make the road even scarier for other people. There is absolutely no good that can come out of it, except helping the pride of the person who got cut off. I don't know why it's so hard to let this go. He says he won't do it anymore, but I catch him doing it almost 75% of the time I'm in a car with him. I know I can't get through to his hard-headed self, so I decided to just remain quiet the rest of the way home. That's one drawback that I sometimes don't like in the hubby. He's not really good at being cautious. Yesterday, he emailed his boss and his blog web address just happened to be on the bottom. He forgot that he had vented about his coworkers and wrote their names on his blog. She could have easily saw that and he would have gotten in trouble. Fortunately I brought it to his attention.
I really need to clean up the house today. I want to wet vacuum the whole upstairs and get ready to bring stuff to St. Vincent De Paul. Franny will be away most of the day, but we will have an anniversary dinner here at home tonight. I have to get ready for my chiro appointment. Also going to target to buy some gifts.
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