Today, right in the middle of my 5 year old's gymnastics class, 3 idiot contractors come in with this HUGE extension ladder and start to erect it in the middle of the gym mats. One of the moms had the balls to ask them who to sue when a child gets hurt. They wisely decided to wait until after class was over. The funniest (scariest?) thing was that this ladder was so large & heavy that they almost dropped it before they even started putting it up. And they wanted to do this with 5 & 6 year olds running around? If you've read some previous entries, you know how I feel about ladders (not that fond of them, actually). Why can't I get the nerve to tell somebody off? I think I've only done it once in my life and it was to a co-worker who was exibiting some seriously low-intelligence behavior (He erased 3 months of bookkeeping on my computer at work).

My mid-afternoon meal calls, an EXCITING entree of poached breast of chicken with a sweet potato and broccoli florets! I shouldn't complain, I comfortably fit in my size 12 jeans today, now THAT's an accomplishment!