I love TV but...

I hate commercials most of them anyway. I am home working but the tv is on - I confess. I am not watching - rather it is watching me and it seems every five minutes there is another commercial about erectile difficulties - really? - do we need to advertise medicine for such things. It is not over the counter medicine - so you get a prescription from your doctor who knows what medicine to give you. And the side effects - as if erectile difficulties is not a big enough drag - now you have to worry about turning orange and your ears falling off. When did the world start having such trouble with their private parts that we need all of these commercial or is this a setup by the drug companies to have men ask their doctors for the things they see on tv. Hmmm - either way - stop it!!!

Back in Bed again

Sorry folks it has been awhile since I posted and that is partially because I really have not been too pissed about anything lately. I mean - we have a new President that makes me feel hopeful, Oreo is laying with his warm belly on me right now (for those who do not know - he is a puppy and not my boyfriend), and I just ate kettle corn for a snack. Who could ask for more? I will however complain about one little thing - I am on bed rest again - how much can one body take? This is crazy - I love my bed - but not when forced to be in it (hmmm that did not sound right) Anywho - doc says feet up for a few days - when I take time off a) I do not want to work and b) I want to be someplace adding layers to my tan. So yes I am a bit cranky but I am doing what I have to do to get off house arrest!!

Why are you so close to me?

Ok so I am a hugger by nature and generally ok with folks touching me for the most part but why do people have to be so close to me when I do not want them to? I am also a morning person so the fact that this pisses me off should tell you just how much it does. When I am on the bus at the ungodly hour of 6am and there are only a few other poor souls begrudginly venturing in to work there are lots of choices about where folks should sit on the bus. One of them should not be anywhere near me. Take a pick - Choice 1 - over there! Choice 2 way over there! and Choice 3 - not over here. So why do you (Dummy) have to be so close to me? Crazy!!!

Cell phones that are not on vibrate

Ok so everyone and anyone who has ever met me knows that I am attached to my Treo but I do not subject people to the annoying ring especially at work. The other thing that really gets me crazy is when some fool is on the bus - which is my preferred mode of transportation because I am text obsessed as well - but I digress - fools who have their hedphones blaring and thus do not hear the annoying ring of their phones cause me to stare at them until they sense my glare and pick up the phone which should have been on vibrate in the first place. I am all for phone freedom but not when it encroaches on others. Can we also talk about the volume control needed when you are in public and on the cell phone? I mean c'mon - who wants to hear your convo - not me (raising my hand). To make my point I sometimes get on my phone aand talk about the person who is talking waaaay to loud on theirs. Hmppph!! More later.

7:15 am - What?????

My first post says that I wrote it at 7:15am but I promise you I was not up blogging at that hour - although I was up since who knows when because I can not sleep. I am on this crazy medicine that conflicts with my other medicine. Picture this - one medicine makes me exhausted and the other keeps me up all night with hot flashes. So now can you see why I am often aggravated.
Now that I am blogging I find myself saying out loud to folks or probably to myself, "that is going in my blog." So here I am on Labor Day (work day for me and the handful of people who are working as well) and am surprisingly not finding myself aggravated about anything....yet.

Labor Day Weekend - Saturday Really

Ok so this is my first post after my friend at work (thanks Neha) helped me to get started. I was on another of my rants and she was laughing at me and I got distracted because we were talking about food and then I went to her blog and saw an entry about Koronet Pizza which I love. Anyhoo - I started my blog yesterday because I realize I have something to say about pretty much everything. I thought I would write last night because when we went to take the train one stop - there were a group of what had to be tourists blocking the stairs. I mean who does that? Why would you stop at the bottom of the steps blocking the way of anyone else who needs to step off of the bottom step and onto the platform too. I named this blog The Wrath of Wendy because stuff like that just pisses me off. I didn't write last night because I feel asleep so here I am with my laptop on my lap in my bed working myself into a frenzy about tourists who just do not know the rules. Well someone should tell them....