Blood Pressure is up

I should know better than to react to the stupid things that people say. Seriously. I need to learn to keep my mouth shut.
I have a hard time tolerating people who are just plain mean. It's possible to make social commentary without being an ass about it. There's no need to be rude. Maybe I care too much about people's feelings, but that's just me.
Perhaps I am just being sensitive because this "commentary" had to do with fat people. I happen to be on the plump side. I responded to this person because I thought that he should realize how offensive his comments are. Maybe he doesn't care. Maybe I just opened myself up to ridicule. We'll see.
Ugh. Time to calm down.

What the crap is this?

It's May 7. It's Mother's Day weekend. This is the weekend that it's supposed to be safe to plant your flowers. And it's windy and cold and it sucks. Did I mention cold? And windy?
Really. I am usually not one to complain about the weather. I live in Central Illinois. I enjoy the change in the seasons. It keeps life interesting. When I am cranky about 95 degrees and 100 percent humidity, at least I know I have below zero windchills to look forward to.
My son had a baseball game tonight. The moms were wrapped up like cocoons. It feels like football weather, not baseball weather.
Mother Nature, you can take this weather and...well...I won't say. What I want to say is not fit for polite company.
Good night. I am going to go wallow for a while.