I wanted to take the kids, but this was the day it was over 100 degrees in Northern Michigan. We were wimps and stayed home. I can’t even tell how hot these people are, they did a wonderful job!

Alright, I am much calmer and a little cooler today.

I probably did over react a little bit. I’m not sorry I said anything though. I am sorry however that I mass massaged everyone since I’m not sure the issue deserved the attention I asked for.  So I learned a lesson… When I’m upset I will step away from the mass message button.

You guys were great  and you made me feel a little better, even the few who thought I was wrong.

I probably should have divulged  that when I was younger, my little sister had her head split open by kids throwing “stuff” in the water when we were at summer camp one year. She had to get stitches,  I don’t remember how many, I am sure she does.

ANYWAY…

Moving on.

I get to see @Seedsower soon! Tomorrow!

She is taking a little side trip to go to a flea market with me before she and @SaintVI take off on their epic journey. Route66.

I am so excited!

Can you tell?  

Here’s the scenario:

I’m at the beach (of course, It’s 100 degrees out!) with the kids and dog.

A group of firemen show up and put a rescue dingy in the water, some of them zoom off to help a capsized boat, some of them are standing on the shore with the trailer the dingy was on and some of them are at the end of a long dock out in the water.

A group of about ten young boys show up and wade into the water, mixing with the other kids at the beach, mine included.

At first all of the play is nice and good, a little tag , some jumping on shoulders… 

 then I see the first handful of mud fly.

At first I thought, okay call my kids away, I did… Then more mud flies.

Other parents are standing around and watching, waiting for the boys parents to say something…

Very quickly it becomes obvious their parents aren’t there…

There is a group of four firemen standing by a boat trailer with all of this happening in front of them, they are watching it all unfold, just standing there…

I yell at the kids ” Are your parent’s here?!” To which one replies no… as more mud goes flying through the air.

This time I yell… “STOP THROWING MUD!” of course I’m ignored.

The mud throwing continues, but now everyone is also looking at the crazy lady who is wading in the water yelling at the kids to stop throwing fistfuls of mud.

I am fuming watching the firemen just stand there… I go up to them and say “Aren’t you going to say something?”

To which one guy said “Where are their parents?” I said “I don’t think they’re here.”

Then, this is what set me off… One of them looked at me and said “It’s not my job.”

To which, I can’t believe I have this much bitch in me, but apparently I do…

I said

“Your a fireman! So what, it’s your job to wait until one of them get  their head cracked open by a rock and THEN when there’s  blood streaming down their head, then it’s your job?”

At least I think that’s what I said… I am still a little foggy from the bitchiness that had over taken my brain cells.

They stared at me, I walked away, waited a few more minutes. Then  I watched one of the boys turning and wincing in pain as one of the other boys hit him in the back with a giant wad of mud…

I shouted one last time… “PLEASE STOP! Someone is going to get hurt.”

The kids packed it in and as they got out of the water I saw one of the younger firemen take a couple of them aside and say something but I have no idea what.

Okay… I’m a little upset over this, more than a little. For the first time ever I am disappointed in the image/ ideal of a fireman.  I am probably over hormonal, maybe a little crabby from the heat…

I honestly don’t know if I overreacted or not.

I guess my questions are these…

Would you have been upset with a group of kids throwing mud?

Would you have said anything if you were upset?

Would you expect an authority figure like a fireman to tell them to stop?

Three days now… Over and over… It’s not that I don’t like it… I do, but maybe if I share it I can move on to something new!

What’s been playing in your head?