Out of my Mind

I am so angry.

Tonight we met friends at Stray Dog for dinner, local place right over the tracks. We leave the restaurant around 8, heading home, me pushing the double stroller, the boys just wanting to see a train at the tracks. We get over the tracks, stop to cross Whittaker, wait our turn, then proceed, this car starts towards us, I just stand my ground. Probably sounds pretty dumb now, but we were clearly in the right of way, and it was totally light out. We are right in front of a very popular ice cream hang out, that is packed. This car does not stop. So I stand there, my two boys in the stroller, I was starting to get ticked. Then this KID driver flips me off. He is still moving towards me. Now I am not moving. He finally stops, because he has no where else to go, I am standing 2 feet from the front of his car. That is when I say to him, 'how old are you?' He replies '19.' I wanted to jump in his car and pull his freaking face through his ass. But I didn't, I just stood there. He had traffic backed up, we are on the main drag of town, you know. I am so mad. He tells me in so many words to move my stroller. I just stand there. Then he flips me off again and backs up and takes off down the side street. I hear in the back ground , 'you go Donna', I swear I felt like I was in a Flashdance repeat, you know where the locals take on the other town. I am home 2 hours later, and still pissed off.

We live here in this resort town, I grew up in Indiana, lived in Chicago for many years. Now I live in Mayberry. The locals don't like the FIPS (Freaking Indiana People, or Freaking Illinois People) I have tried to be nice. I came from both places. But I might just be turning into a local Michigan person, I think ...