You can't put a beagle in a backpack

I was driving the girls to school this morning and while I was waiting in traffic,  a guy on a bicycle pedaled by - acting as if nothing was weird - carrying an infant car seat in one hand and steering with the other. You can't make this shit up. Where was he going? Oh, I forgot to mention, there was no baby in the carrier.

Did he steal it? If so, who steals a baby seat? It's worse than stealing candy.... Did he drop the baby off (via bicycle) and take the baby seat with him? If so, why didn't he leave the seat with the baby? Was he going somewhere to pick up a baby on a bike? What mother would willingly turn their baby over to someone who was going to pedal off with them - to God knows where? I mean, so. many. questions. I. have.

And, being a nurse at a level 1 trauma center, I went from laughter, intrigue and wonder to anger. Said baby (if one exists) will probably end up at the hospital because of this idiot. This happens to me all the time. It's just usually with unhelmeted motorcyclists and not guys on bikes with baby carriers. I drive around this town and every time I see someone riding their motorcycle without a helmet I say to myself, "See you next week, idiot - I'll be wiping your ass." It sucks. And it's even worse if they are driving recklessly and unhelmeted.

It does however remind me of a funny incident several months ago. I was meeting a friend from nursing school after work one night, and on the way to meet her I got cut off by a guy pulling out of a gas station on a motorcycle without a helmet. He also was wearing a yellow backpack. We got stopped at the next stop light and I was directly behind him and noticed the backpack was moving. He reached back, fumbled with the backpack, (meanwhile, the light turned green) slightly unzipped it - and a little beagle dog face popped out.

Are you kidding me? You can't put a beagle in a backpack and drive him around on a  motorcycle. You just can't, people. My next thought was of course that the dog was going to jump out and I'd get in an accident trying to avoid the damn thing and end up at my own hospital.

Anyway, I guess my point is, people do stupid shit. But sometimes, it's funny. Funny uh-oh, but still funny.

Are you kidding me?

It's Friday, my day off and my favorite day of the week for several reasons. I usually like to try to relax on Fridays, but that doesn't always happen. After a little laundry and cleaning, I entered the girl's room to pack a bag for their sleep over tonight.

It's funny trying to pack for them, they usually do it themselves. I find myself trying to think like them - what pajamas would they like, what clothes for tomorrow and most importantly, what stuffed animal to take. Ellie's pretty easy. She's predictable. She'll want the usual, and on top of being predictable, she neat, so I knew right where to go to find all of her stuff.

I've finally figured out what to pack for Avery, minus the stuffed animal. She rarely sleeps with the same one. So, I sit on her bed and evaluate what she's got. If any of you know me, you've probably heard me talk about Avery's bad hording habits. The kid can stuff things in places you'd never imagine and with such quantity.

I begin to pull things out of the SMALL gap between her mattress and the wall. Here's a list of what I find: one small quilt, one small fleece blanket. a stuffed dolphin, Minnie mouse, dog, and teddy bear. I found two pull ups - one clean, one used (Gross, right?). Two pajama tops, one bottom and tons of popcorn kernels (they aren't allowed to eat in their rooms....).

She'll probably be very upset that I unearthed her stash, but come on. A used pull-up? That's nasty.

What Just Happened?

I just started a blog. Just like that. I tend to be impuslive and then regret whatever it was I was impulsive about approximately two minutes later so I sure hope that doesn't happen. And, I do love to tell crazy stories about my awesomely crazy kids, so maybe this is the place for me.

So, I was reading my friend's blog about her two crazy dogs and I literally laughed so hard at a couple of the entries that snot came out of my nose. I'm not lying. It was gross. Anyway, it was at that moment I thought... I need to do this. So, here I am.

But, I have to stop here because I have to work tomorrow and I should already be in bed. See, I was impulsive and should have waited until tomorrow....