Woodinville (during the day at least) is quite the land of huge SUVs and stay-at-home-parents (all moms from what I see) with kids running around. Mysterious, really, as it was not what I expected of the area. Amanda was very angry the other day that another woman decided to take up two parking places with her ginormous SUV in the Trader Joe’s parking garage. I guess she needed her ambulance sized vehicle to carry her toddler around because there was nothing else in it. I was more puzzled on how she actually got it in the garage; wouldn’t it actually have been easier to park somewhere on the street and walk to the store? She had one of those ginormous stroller things that could protect against nuclear fallout, too… I am sure the other store patrons loved dodging that in the store. Hm, maybe she needed the SUV to carry the stroller.
So there really is no point to this entry, but I did want to write something. I apologize for my lapse of niceness, though. I am getting much more cranky in my old age.
On the positive side, I did get 6+ hours of sleep last night, and Amanda got 12. Woot.