How can the community with the largest amount of overtly large vehicles have a transportation problem? What's the problem you ask? A ninth hour fire drill to round up parents to participate in a school field trip or cancel. I found it incredible that the local MILF faction can't take time from all the prim and primp of running clothing daze filled with who the f*%k knows what. I see a sociological dissertation in the making, or maybe I shall use it for my J school application but here's the Crux of my bitch fest rant: Couldn't a few more of the Yukon XL crowd pony up their school bus largess and play martyr mommy for the day at the Children's Museum?
I know the next thought from you will be" why be upset about something you can't control?"
You should know that the list is long with many things I can and can not control but my antagonist side says be equal opportunity in picking battles. So large and small I pick them all.
What else do I have to do that's more important than loading kids up for a fun day at the Museum. Nada. I LOVE the whole ah-ha moment of herding kittens which is exactly what K and 3rd graders are. Sans a taser .
The real impetus for this rant?
I must confess it involved my Mini Cooper in the car line of Dave's Ave school for afternoon pickup basically parked in by two (U guessed it, XL's)... It felt like a vehicular gang bang. Crankiness ensued and forced smiles traded with the taloned, tanned, and pony tailed velour track suits. "Oh, soo sorry to park you in. We didn't see you. Yeah, it's tough with your head that far up your, forget it.....Deep breath...soooo zen girl (me) has a plan to enjoy her hurry scurry day tomorrow and report back any other funny suburban stories that involve yours truly.