Things that irritate me

Today there seem to be a few...
1. Whining!
2. the words "Mrs. Brenda said"
3. stupid people
4. bad drivers
5. road construction
6. people who feel they need to LOOK at road construction!
7. Drivers who stare at me like I'm dressed as a chicken or something! WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT????
8. Being late for work....again!
9. My house being torn apart in the mornings, what goes on while I'm getting ready? GEEZ!
10. My husband trying to be lovey dovey and kissy kissy in the morning....HEELLLLO, I JUST WOKE UP - BACK THE FLAP JACKS OFF!

As you can tell I'm not in the best of moods today. Partly due to the note we received from our sons teacher yesterday. It went something like this....

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Davis,
Caleb has had a splinter in his foot for three days now. It is quite distracting for him. There is a medication called ictamal that will draw it out overnight, you can get it at wal-mart or albertsons. It sure is a help with the little ones. Blah blah blah. I can't remember all of it but basically it was saying ' Hey lady, take care of your kids foot!' I have NOT neglected my child. We have tried to get the damn splinter out ever day, it won't budge! I have watched him jump off the couch and land square on that foot and not flinch a muscle, run and play as if it were not there.....UNTIL he is asked to do something or he wants attention, THEN he falls on the floor like he just got the thing and is in terrible pain and should be rushed to the ER. GIVE ME A FREAKIN BREAK! He is a drama queen like no other. He uses it for attention. I'm sure Mrs. Brenda feels so sorry for the poor little boy whose parents neglect his sore, infected, about to fall off little foot!

Let me say the first thing that offended us about the letter was the "Dear MR. and Mrs. Davis" part! She always calls us Kim and Bubba and she has done so on notes before so what the hell! I wrote her a note back this morning and it wasn't very pretty. I SO wanted to start with "Dear Mrs. Naul" but I didn't. I'm going to make an appointment with Dr. Herbert and let him deal with it once and for all. I told Caleb this and he started whining "Noooooooooo, it will hurt!" I don't care.

I talked to the Pharmacist at walmart yesterday ( they are having a hard time getting the ictamal stuff in, they were out) he said his son had the same thing when he was five and he had to dig it out with a needle and his son remembers it to this day. He also said the ictamal doesn't work on splinters, it is more for bringing a boil or a pimple to a head and his body should eventually reject the splinter on it's own if I wanted to wait it out. SHAAA, no thanks not with my drama queen for a son. There is NO TELLING what he told his teacher! Yesterday he came home with a dressing on his foot! A DRESSING! Give me a freaking break! He was sooo mad when we took it off to try and get it out. 'NO that is a special band aid it's supposed to stay on Mrs. Brenda saaaaaiiddd"

Anyway, I'm irritated to the max today!