Yes, you are reading the heading correctly.  There are many times throughout my days or weeks that I encounter some attractive looking man and more often than not they are pleasant, polite and all to eager to flirt back.  But on this particular day, I was not prepared for what happened.  I was at a nearby convenience store getting gas and about to run errands.  Had my cup of java with me, blasting some tunes and looked forward to getting back home to enjoy a day by the pool.  I was waiting to pull out of the parking lot when a good looking young man, in a jeep, began to pull in the parking lot.  He had to pass me to do so.  As he was turning in, our eyes locked and my thoughts became mushy and I got this stupid grin on my face.  I really thought we were having a moment.  What a way to start my already fabulous morning.  Me, mid-40’s, not bad on the eyes and this young 20 something locking eyes.  Great ego booster…but what he did next brought me back to reality…he began to feverishly waves his hand and then a certain finger, he was yelling cause he didn’t think he had enough room to pull in, eyes burning a hole in me.  My mouth dropped open and I began to look at him with fright.  I couldn’t believe how riled up he was and we hadn’t even spoken.  Well, I have been around long enough that I, under no uncertain terms, was going to put up with that crap.  Especially when I thought we had a moment.  How dare he shun me after I gave him the time of day…well in my thoughts, but he didn’t know that!  When he pulled in, (the jackass had plenty of room)  I decided to hit reverse and confront my wasted daydream head on.  I rolled down my window and he did the same.  I said to him “Is that how you are going to start my day dick head?  Yes, my day?  Maybe you would like to start your day off by being a prick but not to this girl.”  I nodded my head and drove off.  I must say, I left him dumbfounded.  He didn’t respond verbally but his facial expression showed surprise.  Sometimes you just have to call others out on there crap.  I hope I gave him something to think about.  I, on the other hand, had a fantastic day.   If by chance I run into him around town, I will be sure I mention our interaction.  I look out for that jeep everyday. 

Oh my god, do you think anyone gives a crap out your conversations in public places?  How important do you think you are?  Your phone conversations should be private.  You are so rude to answer a phone during an outing at a restaurant…take your ass outside…I don’t want to spend my dinner listening to your one-sided conversation.  You users are rude and inconsiderate to those around you.  I had refused taking care of a customer because he wouldn’t get off the phone.  It was important that he do so because we were talking about medications for his pet.  I don’t want to forget to mention that you talk so loud as if you have a 90 year old on the other end who isn’t wearing hearing aids!  I have had no problem to tell someone to get off the phone or take it outside.  Yes, that may be pretty forward but I feel confident that I am acting on many of my peers behalf.

My observation regarding those who chat on cell phones while driving…idiots!  I cannot stand when I am behind someone who is on the phone…its always the same, ie; driving slow, not sure what lane to go in, sits at the green light, cannot handle a lane change without a near miss collision, driving in the school zone (you know who you are)  and totally oblivious as to what is going on around them.  This applies to you professionals out there as well.  I am not going to single out any particular group… it really gets under my crawl….not because it is all about me…how about the simple fact that you are an accident waiting to happen.  Especially those of you who text while driving…I know you know who you are…

What is self worth?  I know I am not alone in this.  It is so easy to put yourself on the back burner…maybe you have children you tend to, or your pets, household chores, car pool.  You get the point.  I know what some people think…that I am a scatter brain, I don’t follow through on what I say I will do (when it comes to myself) and life just happens to consume everything I have.  We get too content, in a rut, we may not feel the same about ourselves.  We gain some weight, our looks are changing, age is setting in psychologically and physically.  You just want to know that you are worth something to someone. 

I recently came across the Peta article requesting Ben and Jerry’s to stop using milk in their icecream and replace it with breast milk.  Holy crap does anyone see the stupidity in this.  Are there actually freaks of nature out there who would sell their breast milk for profit???  Are there actually lactating women out there who would consider doing this?  Last I knew, breast-feeding is a natural and beautiful experience with your newborn!  Also for human enjoyment with your spouse!  Yes, some people are milk intolerant but there are other choices out there for those who are afflicted with diabetes, milk intolerance, etc.  I personally don’t want to sit down and enjoy icecream to be told that I just consumed a women’s breast milk that was being maintained long after the child flew the coop!  Yuk!  I know I am not the only one out there who finds this a bit perversed!  Are the  nuts at Peta really aiming for this?  I mean come on…why don’t we take it a step further and demand the dairy farmers to stop supplying milk.  Why don’t we start a breast milk farm, line these crazies up and attach a breast pump on them 24/7.  That doesn’t sound to far fetched.  I am sure women will line up to be man-handled for the sake of giving the cows a break.  It would take a large population of lactating women to maintain the supply and demand of cows milk.  Hey, its for the sake of the cows, right?  Listen, I am an animal lover like many many others, but this is borderline insanity.  I love my dogs to death, support local animal shelters, etc.  But you can’t replace a cow utter for a human ta-ta.  That is not the way nature intended it to be.  I want to enjoy my favorite Ben & Jerry’s with cows milk. 

People who drive in the left lane, the passing lane.  For those of you out there who understand what I mean by the left lane.  Example; you are on the highway, you pull out of the right lane to get into the left lane and proceed to pass the car on the right.  You pull into the right lane when it is safe to do so.  You get the picture.  Many people do not understand this simple and common practice across the country.  In some areas it is the flippin’ law yet there are those oblivious knuckleheads who just cruise along and disrupt the flow of traffic.  Boy does that get under my skin!  So many times I want to put my thumb and finger in the shape of an ‘L’ when I have to pass them on the right!!!  Damn dingdongs, get the hell out of the way!  Or how about those that just stay in the left lane their entire trip, doing the speed limit, riding side by side with the right lane driver and not aware that they have a line of vehicles behind them.  Or clueless as to why the person behind them are flashing their highbeams to move out of the damn way.  As much as I would love to just sail along, you have to be a considerate driver.  I know that considerate drivers are few and far between, but come on, after years of driving isn’t it common knowledge to move over?  They are as bad as rubberneckers.  That subject is for another day!

Ciao!

Someone asked me recently how often my husband and I are intimate.  I had to think about that for a moment.  Did she mean actual sex…do hand shakes count?  Kiss on the cheek?  Pat on the behind?  Of course I knew what she was asking but it is pretty sad that we get so caught up in the day to day that you might have to actually schedule a time for love-making.  Between work, school, kids and their social life, your passion gets put on the back burner waiting to be ignited.  It is so easy to put your needs last while you tend to everything else.  I am sure by the end of the day/week you are so drained emotionally that the thought of even shaving your legs for the ‘event’ is exhausting.  Some of you may be a morning person whiles others would enjoy a middle of night romp.  I like the early evening or middle of the night roll over myself.  I have had time to sleep some of my day away, I am half asleep and I am not expected to do much.  Pretty pathetic, huh?  My husband is gung ho in the morning, (which by the way is natural seeing that their testosterone levels are built up from the night and frankly why would that turn me on) I feel that he will figure it out with or without my assistance.  You see where I am going with this.  We take for granted that our other half is content with the way things have become.  Maybe it is an unwritten rule of long time unions.  I don’t know.  I do know that we all have passion within us just waiting to be unleashed.  We need some incentive, some sort of motivation, some intimacy to get the juices flowing.  I always tell my husband that I get turned on when he doesn’t speak!  I know, pretty harsh.  But sometimes he just puts his size tens in his mouth!  Or he is there physically but you know by the body language he would rather be watching sports and making unnecessary noises in his ‘man’ room.  I am just as guilty as he.  I much prefer to watch a rerun of one my favorite shows then take the time and energy to perform.  I always plan on turning over a new leaf etc. but then something happens.  Life gets in the way.

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Okay. I will get to the point….why are so many middle school students armed with cell phones?  I just don’t get it.  Yes, I was guilty of it for a few months with my then 12 year old but I yanked it!!  Did it upset her world?  You betcha!  Did she hates us?  Temporarily.  But you know what?  She has survived just fine without it.  She will probably be allowed a cell phone the later part of high school.  Right now, I don’t see the necessity and here’s why…

First, you never ever know who is calling your daughter…ever!  Isn’t that a bit unsettling to you?  I wasn’t fielding calls from the house phone any longer.  It disturbed me.  I got to thinking that she wasn’t on the house phone like she is on that cell phone.  It became such a part of her life.  Who am I kidding…it was her life…her life line to the world.  I like to monitor who is calling our home and having a cell phone makes that difficult.  Actually it makes it impossible.   Second, she would bring it to school or should I say sneak it to school.  She wouldn’t get on it at school but she would have it in her ear the moment she left the building.  Third, your child calls you when she gets somewhere, but how do you know that is where she is physically???  With a cell, parents are less apt to say can I speak with a parent.  You become too trusting and that can and will bring trouble.  We took our daughter’s phone away last summer for a time.  She didn’t like it that we didn’t give it back.  But I just decided that she was too young to have it. She couldn’t handle the responsibility of having a cell phone.  Like when to get off, turn it off, do homework, go to bed, call on time, be ready for school, etc..  I like fielding phone calls at home.  I know who is calling for my girl.  I like it like that.  It gets on her nerves at times but tough!

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Sometimes a girl just needs her space.  Time to think about her friends, her family, boys, secret crushes and inner most thoughts that she may not even share with closest friend.  I have to admit, there are times when I want to bombard her with question after question.  It drives me crazy that I may not be the ‘go to’ person in her life.  It is difficult to see your teen growing up, tackling issues with peers, trying to figure out where they fit in.   Her first heartbreak, or a friend who was cruel…gossip and rumors.  The every day for a teen hasn’t changed much since we were young.  The same issues are still there, the same fears.  What to wear, who to talk to, who to be friends with, when to speak and when to be quiet.  Wanting their friends approval over yours.  It is a reality that can be very hard on you the parent.  You just need to let her know that you are there always.  You love her unconditionally.  You cannot let her moods get to you personally.  I remember I wasn’t always so pleasant to be around at times.  Teen years are hard, trying and emotionally draining at times.  But keep in mind that there is wonderful young lady in there waiting to emerge.  Your relationship will keep evolving.  These are the tough years but the end is well worth it.

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Perhaps an intro is in order…Welcome to Toulla Talk.  The goal here is for you to enjoy what you read, take something from what you read and to relate it somehow, someway to your day to day.   Lifes experiences over the years have given me great material.   I am married with children that range from 24 to 9 years of age.  I have 3 dogs, a nutty family, even stranger in-laws and a husband who puts up with quite a bit.  You know the saying… life is stranger than fiction.   Look for an upcoming post…

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