Who in their right mind would let their child ride on the top of their vehicle?

Better still, who would let them be inside a box on top of the car??

A woman in Alabama was charged with endangering the welfare of a child when she put her daughter inside a cardboard box and let her ride home on top of a minivan.

Just when you thought it wasn't dumb enough ... she explained to police that the girl was holding the box down because it wouldn't fit inside the van.

The woman told police it was safe because she "secured the box to the van with a clothes hanger."

How is it possible that this woman gets to be a parent but in many places, like in ALABAMA, loving gay couples are still turned down as adoptive parents.

I know it has been awhile since I blogged about the stupid things that idiots do. Well, its time to start doing the posts again.

Let's meet 21-year-old Robert Jenkins of Canton, Ohio.

Apparently he caused a small disturbance at his neighborhood Walmart.

According to police, Jenkins was arrested after he walked up to the meat counter and starting aiming.

Ok, it wasn't a gun.

It was his penis.

That's right, he pissed all over $600 worth of steaks.

The police officer did not comment on whether or not alcohol or drugs were involved.

Come on. A sober person does not open fire on the meat counter at Walmart.

Glad I don't buy my meat at Walmart, that's for sure!

I think I mentioned a while back that I was going to have minor surgery. It was just to remove a cyst that had formed on my left thigh. My theory is still that since I have had to lay on my side so much, the cyst formed.

Well, Monday was the day.

I will say, I was feeling anxious. Not about the procedure but about having to be in a small room with people I don't know.

When we first got there at 8am (after leaving the house at 6:30am), I was informed that it would be delayed at least 2 hours. No way was I going to reschedule after waiting a month or so for the appointment in the first place. Fortunately, they called me to the back at 9ish, so it wasn't a terribly long wait. Of course, they put me in the tiny exam room and left me there waiting for 20 minutes. That made me extremely claustrophobic, which is rare for me.

The actual surgery started around 9:40 and really didn't last long. The cyst itself was actually quite large - kind of as big as a nickel in diameter. They also told me that there was blood inside the cyst. That was odd, they said, but not alarming. So now, it's off to the lab and on the 5th I will find out anything more.

Until then, happy days to y'all.

I have been thinking about resolutions. A lot of people make silly resolutions around the new year that they know they will never be able to keep or even plan on keeping. So, I decided to wait and give some thought to any kind of resolution I might make.

1. Win the fight against this depression. It has hampered me way too long and it's time I find a way to beat this.

2. Learn to love myself more.

3. Find a way to put my past behind me and move forward.

4. Find a way to become more social and stop being so anxious around people.

5. To stop being paranoid.

I think it is a pretty good list of things that I have put together. I have been working on all of these things in therapy and it would be nice to find some solutions over the next 11 months.

Just curious ... what are y'all's resolutions?

Well, yesterday was our anniversary.

It's hard to believe that it has already been 6 years together.

So, I'm sure you want to hear about what we did to celebrate.

Maybe I won't tell y'all.

Ok, I will.

We actually got a bit of luck in deciding where we would go out to dinner. Because Darin's boss had given us a $60 gift card, we were able to have a really great meal together at a place in Prairieville, LA, called The Little Village.

Here is the top of their flier:

That's right.

They've got Big Balls.

Meat balls, folks.

Get those minds out of the gutter!

First, we had a few starters: Seafood Arancine (fried rice ball with crab and shrimp and covered in marinara and cheese - YUM!), Crab Two-ways (crabcake and crab au grautin over a crab ravioli) and their Village bread (sesame bread fresh out of the oven with olive oil, basil, garlic and romano cheese - This is to DIE for).

For entrees we kept it simple with eggplant parmigiana and veal parmigiana. But, the highlight there were the meatballs I added. OMG they melted like butter in your mouth. (Am I making y'all hungry yet?)

Lastly, just when we were full, our waiter brought us a special dessert for our anniversary (yes, on the house ... wasn't he sweet??). He brought us this AMAZING frangelico (hazelnut liqueur) mousse.

So, all in all, it was a fantastic way to celebrate our anniversary.

Next, we're taking Darin's parents there for their 59th anniversary next month.

And maybe my birthday in April.

If you're in the Baton Rouge area, plan on going there as soon as you can! And ask for John, he's a hoot!

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

That's why I haven't been posting this week. I honestly did not do much at all.

The only thing worth mentioning is that last Saturday was Darin's birthday. I took him to Sno's Seafood & Steakhouse in Gonzales and thankfully, Darin really enjoyed his meal. He'd been craving a fried seafood platter and that he got. Even he couldn't finish that entire thing.

I got a sirloin but it wasn't the best I've ever tasted.

Knew I should have gone with the ribeye.

Oh, well.

Oh, the highlight of the meal for me was this:

How awesome does that look?? Darin got a free dessert (caramel custard) but I got this Mississippi Mud ... chocolate mousse and whipped cream. I couldn't finish the entire thing but dang it was good.

Tomorrow, it's off to the doctor's office and then to dinner to celebrate our 6Th anniversary. So, I will have more to blog about this week. See y'all then!

In my latest counseling session, we talked a lot about my grandmother. As y'all know, she passed away just a couple months ago. You might also remember me talking about how close the two of us were.

I have to say, it's still hard. I still catch myself going to the phone to call her and then realizing I can't. When things happen or I think of something that I used to tell her about, I get down because I can't. I'm starting to believe that when I said I prepared myself for her passing, I was merely trying to convince myself that I was.

I really wasn't.

Talking about my grandmother brought our discussion to grief in general. People in my situation have to deal with death of the life they once had and embrace the life they now have. I used to be a very gregarious person. I could talk to anyone and enjoyed being social. Now, not so much. Going to social situations brings on anxiety attacks, don't want to talk to people unless I have to and I'm not real big on even leaving the house much.

My therapist asked me how I dealt with the grief of losing the life I'd known.

How did I get to the point where I knew I needed to be in therapy?

That's an easier question to answer. For a while, we blamed the majority my not being able to get out of bed on my back and the medication I was taking. Unfortunately, once we got the pain medication straightened out, we realized just how bad my depression was. To be honest, it was probably causing at least 75% of my inability to be mobile initially. Now, it's usually the reason for me staying in bed so much. That's when we knew I had to get some help. Even if it doesn't work, I needed to be in therapy.

The former question is harder to answer. I'm not sure I ever have dealt with the grief of losing my former life. I can fake it real well. I'm only easy going and more patient about things because I know I cannot afford to add any more stress into my life, but because I can deal with it better. So, that's a question I will have to really think on.