Little Ms. Know it All

I'm pretty sure we all know at least one of these ladies. You know the type. The woman who just has to have her nose in everything and she runs her mouth incessantly, acting holier and wiser than everyone she encounters. Until that moment. That juicy moment when she is caught in a mistake.

I know that it makes me a terrible, spiteful person {and I promise usually I'm not} but I take a little pleasure in setting Ms. Know it All straight. Obviously, I do it as tactfully as possible, but can a person really be tactful in these matters? Aren't I just as guilty of being a know it all?

I think for today I can live with that. Anyone else out there fight fire with fire and turn into Miss Know it All just to prove one wrong?

Courtesy of David and Goliath Tees

A Heaping Serving of Passive Aggressive

With a side of avoidance served up by yours truly. I am terrible at being a grown up. I have a history of just ignoring things, hoping magically they will take care of themselves, instead of {wo}maning up and taking care of business. I’m honestly too embarrassed to list the examples, but trust me, I’m epic when it comes to avoidance.

Add to that my dislike for any form of conflict, you get the nice serving of passive aggressiveness. When I do finally attempt to deal with something that has been wearing on my mind, I resort to this childish habit. I should note, I hate when people are passive aggressive and yet here I am, being the most guilty! Maybe that’s why I hate it so much in others; it’s a quality I am so guilty of that seeing it in others just reminds me how pathetic I can be. In the end, does my lovely dish satisfy me? Nope, it’s like gorging yourself on candy, you’re just left feeling sick and gross. Nothing gets resolved and you start the vicious cycle of avoidance followed by passivity.

Long story short, I need to grow a pair and take control. *wish me luck*

*In completely unrelated news*

Please keep everyone who is being effected by this huge earthquake in your prayers (if you’re the praying kind) and if not, send good vibes their way!

Thanks, but No, Thanks!

Why do people feel the need to tell you how to raise your child? 

 I was in the grocery store today with Lil Gbear picking out some quality baby food flavors….mmmmm sweet potatoes and corn … when an older woman commented on how cute he was. Politely thank her, thinking the exchange has ended, when she decides to start speaking to Gbear in a typical baby talk voice… “oh look how cold your little feetsies must be, tell your momma you need some socks” She then proceeded to tell me how red his feet must be and I really should cover them up. 

Gee. Thanks. I love parenting advice from strangers.

And for your information, his feet turn red when they are too hot. Purple if he’s cold. He had socks on and wanted none of it, because guess what, it’s in the 60’s and sunny today. Not quite bundle up weather.
Don’t get me wrong, I by no means pretend to know everything when it comes to raising children. I’ve been learning as I go and I am the first person to ask for advice when I’m unsure about something. But when I want advice, I’ll ask my pediatrician. Or my Mom. Or my MIL. Or even you lovely bloggers. Not someone who is shopping in the cookie aisle at the grocery store.

So thanks, but no thanks for your advice!