It was a busy weekend. Somewhat frustrating.

Thursday, the call comes in... "Mom, I'm getting a plane to Atlanta. No connections to Dallas until later, Be home tomorrow. " She was bringing Gabe home. So, Friday, she was here and Saturday she was on her way back. She couldn't get leave because she took a week for baby sister's graduation.

House looks like a Texas twister blew through here at the moment. Ironically, the only thing still clean is the garage. I need to get my bills paid today and get my house picked up. I always have those two or three days out of the month when I feel like shit and can't get moving. That's over and I can get my ass back in gear.

Warning, rant ahead.

I thought about posting this as friends only or a private entry, but I have nothing to hide and need to get the simmering stew pot off the stove before I lose it.

Recently, I posted in support of certain members of a community that I had been a member of until a few days ago. Frankly, I got tired of those folks being shoved aside and, IMO, made to feel out of place where they shouldn't have. Mind you, the majority of the folks in that community are very helpful people, but like they say.... there's one in every crowd. Wouldn't you know it, someone posted a nasty comment. There was no reason for any rudeness nor the language that was used. When I informed them politely that their behavior was out of line, they went off on me. So... I lived up to the saying an old and dear friend uses, "Never waken a sleeping bear without a shotgun." No one and mean NO ONE gets away with calling me a name like "cunt-face."

Maybe my response referring to her health condition was out of line and I should apologize, but we all have our trigger points and one of mine was hit. There is no excuse for that sort of disrespectful behavior in any community and frankly, I'm tired of people using their illnesses as an excuse or shield for piss poor behavior. Yes, I'm sympathetic to people that have physical and mental impairments, but this is the second person I have run into does this. There are probably more and I haven't made the connection, yet.

Seriously, folks.. if anyone wants to be a bitch or an asshole and start ripping on me they are welcome to go right ahead, but they best plan on having a broom for someone else to pick up the pieces when I get done with the return strike. Frankly, I usually a pretty mellow person until someone gets in my face. Mostly the person in my face in about 5 ft 9 and green eyed. I yell about him a lot. After over twenty years living with someone that's a master of a mental chess game, I refuse to knuckle when someone wants to bitch me out for expressing my opinions in a civil manner.

Mention was made of an argument having been two months old. Well, you know, I think it's interesting that in some people's opinions there are time limits on how long people can be upset over something that bothers them. My guess is they would find it rude and tell someone else to go to hell if they got told, "Sorry, there's a statute of limitations on your anger and you can no longer complain about what's stuck in your craw."

Soo um.. yeah, I'm done raving now, I feel better.