I'm surrounded by idiots. That's what the pin my husband gave me for our 14th anniversary reads. There's never been a truer statement or better gift.
"Why can't you two act normal?" I shouted at my children after the fifth photo attempt. Then I looked over at my mom. "I don't know why every time I try to take a picture they act like idiots." I complained.
"Ooh..." my husband came over. "That lady is not happy with you."
"What lady?" I looked over in the direction he was pointing, to a woman walking away, shooting dirty looks and shaking her head at me. "What did I do to her?" I asked my husband.
"She didn't like that you referred to our kids as idiots," he said laughing." She huffed away, lecturing you under her breath.
"Well, she obviously hasn't met our kids!" I squawked ending the photo session.
I suppose I could of chose a better synonym to describe the actions of my children. Maybe that woman would have been happier if I used the word silly, goofy, crazy, or foolish.
Too bad I'm not in the business of people pleasing.