Embarrassing Moments #53 and #54

The Scene of #53:

Driving through a residential neighborhood I came to a 4-way stop sign. While waiting for someone in front of me to finish putting on her lipstick and finally pull across the intersection, I noticed two young males looking in my direction. They were working in someone's yard and even went as far as to stop raking the leaves. In the old days I may have felt honored by this, I may have even sat up a little higher, given a little smile, sped off in my little 2-door car, but not this day.
Because when one of them started to snicker at me, and the other just stood in pure disbelief, I realized I had crossed the line. I was listening to my favorite Nelly CD, loudly. An artist, I was well aware of, that had no business being played loudly in a dirty station wagon, filled with a 30- year-old in sweats, and two children in the back seat fighting over the correct placement of the Dora window stickers.

The Scene of #54:

This one needs little explanation.
Me.
My daughter that has no trouble vocalizing any thought or opinion about anything.
A pair of jeans that got washed on warm.
And then did some time in the dryer.
And a belt loop that lost it's hold while I attempted to pull the jeans up.

How Tasteless

It was a nice morning at Metro Gymnastics.
It was a day for parents, grandparents, and Camille's buttcrack.
Charlie got to show off all her new talents, and Camille is not one to be shown up by anyone.

You've Got to be Kidding Me

Today is one of those days that makes me feel sad. Sad because when Nathan went into work today at Panera Bread, they told him he could no longer work there. They told him someone had alerted them to his situation, and due to the nature of the crime, he was being terminated. He was told, just like Target, that as soon as this was dismissed from his record he was welcome to come back. He is a dependable and hard worker, a true assest to the company. Yeah, yeah, heard this speech before, see ya later.
And such is the delima that so many people face on a daily basis. You do a crime, you better be willing, and able, to pay for that crime over, and over, and over, and over. I used to be of the old school of thought that says you do the crime you do the time. And while I still believe in punishing those who have offended, I am having a hard time with just how long people should continue to be punished. At what point do you let the courts hand out the punishment, and leave the public out of it. Nathan has spent almost two months in jail, has appeared at every court hearing, his mother has remortgaged her house, gone into almost unmanagable debt, and he see's, and pay's, a counselor every week. He has lost 4 jobs because of this, and his attorney and car insurace still wait for their monthly payments. I can only imagine how hard it must be for a person that has to supprt a home and family. It is no wonder so many people go back into crime. Lucky for Nathan this will come off his record and he will be able to find employment as an adult.
This is such a hard situation for me, I see all sides of it and wish, just wish, I could go back to not knowing or thinking about anything. Ignorance really is bliss.