Wednesday, May 9, 2012

So......who cares? Wednesday

Welcome to "So Who Cares? Wednesday".  Glad you stopped by.

Last Wednesday it was "It's Okay Wednesday"  but this week my attitude is showing.  So, who cares?

Who cares if I ate a Pepperidge Farm Oatmeal Raisin Cookie today. I haven't had one in years.  And a parent of a child in my class brought me a little container of them.  They are so brown sugary and buttery and those raisins are chewy and sweet.  Perfection.  One day oatmeal raisin will get as much respect as chocolate chip.

Who cares if I left for work late this morning because I was stalking this bird.    For the last few mornings we've heard this loud clapping sound outside our front door.  Almost as if someone was throwing rocks at our house.  This morning  I was on the case.    Well, guess what it was.

Poor little guy  was  flying from the tree in our yard straight into the window over and over and over again.  I didn't know if I managed to get a photo of him/her.  I finally just sat there with my camera ready.  Took the photo as quickly as I could.  

I wasn't late for work.

So, who cares if I don't answer the phone until I check caller i.d.  And then I only answer if it's 1 -  my child or 2 - my husband.  Anybody else can leave a message.

So, who cares if I'm intimidated by tiny boutiques.  Those little stores you step into where there's no sound.  And you are the only customer.  I feel as if I must buy something.

So, who cares if I drink diet coke.  I know it's not the best for you.  But I don't drink the hard stuff, smoke, chew or tattoo.  I have to have a vice, people.

Wow.  I feel better.  Just had to get a few things off my chest.

Let's see how that bird is feeling.

Blessings to all.


  1. It's a great feeling not to be pressured to do things you don't want to do. It's a great thing to be free from the expectations of others.

  2. Lovely picture of the bird - what 'make' is it? Perhaps the rest of the week will be more cheerful for you.

  3. Oatmeal raisin cookies are so good! One day I had a craving for them so I decided to make them. My little kids came into the kitchen and asked what kind of cookies I was making. I braced myself for complaints when I told them, but instead, they did cheers. I said with extra raisins and more cheers. I guess I'm doing something right in the parenting department!

  4. I also get intimidated at those boutiques. I usually avoid them. :)

  5. Amen! Well, except for the cookies. You can have my share! ;)