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jj broke my interweb last night.

So rather than be home today and have the shakes because I could not check this or the latest gossip here, I somehow managed to be gone all day long. That is a little exhausting and turns an otherwise semi-deaf man cub into completely-deaf man cub with super sensitive feelings.

I did however, get a bunch of these to put my new spice collection in. Also, two of these. One for the man cub and one for a singular friend. This brilliant purchase increased the chair count in our house from four to six.

Also, I really have no patience for other peoples children throwing screaming tantrums for fifteen or more minutes while the parents leisurely eat their lunch. Meanwhile, back in the real world the rest of us lunch eaters watch and shudder in horror as the offending child keeps going on and on and on. Screaming and screaming and screaming.

And screaming and screaming and screaming.

Um, I don’t mean to be rude or a child hater or anything like that but. um. obviously your child is a little bit tired/spoiled/naughty, I don’t know. Choose one. But then Gentry, the child authority on naughty behavior, started yelling at her in a british accent. Everything is much more proper in british, because that is obviously a different language.

“Young lady, you are being extremely rude and ruining lunch for the rest of us human patrons.”

I made him stop it because she obviously has parents who don’t notice fifteen minutes of screaming, and because no one needs a toddler teaching them proper behavior.

Eventually the screamer and her parents left. Gentry continued with the british accent and told me how naughty that girl was.

Indeed, she was.