Thursday Morning Starbucks Christers

So here I was going in to Raley's to get lunch for the day. It was early...and cold (not cold so much as mucking freezing! well freezing for Northern California) and on my way back to my car low and behold a very nice older woman comes striding across the parking lot. She was heading my way and all I thought was "crap, it's Thursday!". I had forgotten that the Raley's by my house is not a safe place for those like me on Thursday Morning. I had forgotten about the Thursday Morning Christers who hang out at Starbucks and litterally chase people to their cars asking if they would like a little something to read. I guess calling them Christers is not exactly appropriate...maybe Jehovahs. I think that is what they are but I try not to dally and encourage them to "show me the way". I of course simply said no thank you. No point in giving them false hope and even stars forbid encouraging them! My advice to everyone who wants to try and push their religion/beliefs on someone else...don't. Those around you may not appreciate it while you aren't doing it, but it is certain they will hate it when you do and you may lose a friend over it. So share your thoughts, feelings, religion, beliefs...cult fetishes, whatever! Just don't try to shove it down someone's throat and make them follow your path.

Now for those of you who know me and are worried that I wasn't going to Starbucks, fear not my friends! I got my fix at Raley's cafe. Next Thursday...I'm going to Safeway. At least they have a Starbucks inside and no "literature" outside!

Things that seem like a good idea at the time...

Have you ever looked at one of your exes and thought "what the hell was I thinking?!?". I had that moment today. It was pretty bad...I'm very glad that my daughter only got the tall and thin thing from her sperm donor cause that man is not even a little bit attractive. Of course I could always delude myself into thinking he wasn't thinking the same thing about me but of course he probably was. Difference is...my thoughts have sound reasoning, his are just mean :)

And today when I picked Sammie Sam up from school her little friend (little...the guy is bigger than me and only 13. not that it is hard to be bigger than me) crouched down by the car to say hi and went "whoa!". Sam wouldn't let him finish...she promptly said "shut up!". She could not however stop him from texting that she looked exactly like her mother....I'm going to say that was a compliment to me since this kid likes Sam. However, I will not be playing the role of Mrs. Robinson at any point in this lifetime...not a good look for me.