A Tuesday Rant

When wondering what the subject of today's post would be I came across an article in the NY Times concerning "Toilet Texting".  Now I am definitely NOT going into any great detail on this subject, but in essence the article is informing us of the percentages of people, male & female, younger & older that text or talk on their cell phone while sitting on the toilet.  Does that say something about our population that we cannot even take care of personal business without the constant use of or obvious need of our cell phones??  This almost makes me gag, people.  Why has our society become so enslaved to our cell phones?  What happened to decorum, etiquette, civility, or manners for gosh sake??  Can I ask how you explain "the flush"?  I will admit I stay pretty close to my laptop while home, and take it with me while on a trip, but it is not chained to my wrist, or next to me while in bed, and certainly not with me while I am taking care of personal "stuff".  What would you do if you heard someone carrying on a conversation while in the stall next to yours in a public restroom??  Laugh?  Frown and shake your head?  Ignore?  Make a comment about the "talker" to the person you are with saying it loud enough for the "talker" to hear?  I am not sure what I would do, probably nothing since I can let out my frustration right here, through words, but that won't stop the obvious rise in"Toilet Texting".   First Chicago banned the use of cell phones in cars without a hands-free devise, then it banned texting while driving (both very obvious needs for public safety purposes) now can we ban the use of cell phones in public restrooms and call it public etiquette?  Just sayin....

It was warm again today, but certainly not as sunny as it was yesterday.  Toby spent the entire day outside.  Thank goodness we have a completely fenced in yard for him to roam in, he thinks he is protecting his property from any intruders, man or beast.  And because he spent the day outdoors, his little paws and underbelly carried in half the mud that appears after the snow melts.  YUK!!  He came in with mud so thick and caked on his paws he had gained an inch in height.  Toby is such a good little dog, he stands really quiet while I wash and wash and wash his little paws in the kitchen sink.

Such a pitiful looking dog.  He needs a trim so bad, but because he loves to spend time outside, I usually leave it long in the winter-time.

It has been so incredibly warm here these little quince buds are beginning to expand....not too soon, sweet buds, the temps may say spring, but certainly not the calendar.

"Action may not always bring happiness, but there is no happiness without action."  ~  Benjamin Disraeli

Until next time.....