No. Today is not my day to be a victim of "stupid".

I would think that more of us have the ability to just look at someone and know where that person ranks in the continuum of smart to stupid. Insensitive as it sounds, we all can generally size someone up, tailor our comments and the discussion based on the cover of the book. Today is not my day to let down my guard. Today, do I really look like I am stupid?

As I pull up to the coffee drive-thru and grasp my large cup of regular coffee and four cream my super-Spidey senses tell me that something is amiss...I say to the TWO lovely employees manning the drive-thru " This is cold." Conversation goes something like this:
"No its not. You did order 4 cream. It does that sometimes when you put that much cream in the cup."
"Did you run out of fresh coffee? If so, just give me my money back and I will hit the next drive thru" said with a smile.
Second attendant "No we have fresh coffee. You just have a lot of cream." Now two lovely representatives of this company honestly believe I will drive away with this cold cup of coffee.
"So if I patronize this establishment and you have seen my face @ least twice a day for years now and I always order the same cup with all this cream and today is the first day that I tell you its cold, not hot then I am the one with issues related to my central nervous system? This cup is cold."
Drive thru attendant pours another cup with 4 cream. Its hot...piping hot. They both apologize. I thank them and tell them I will see them tomorrow and drive away content with my hot coffee tasting just the way I like it. One problem...this didn't happen today it happened 2 weeks ago and I let it go. Just like that. Let it go.
Until I woke this morning, reminded of my neighbor who graciously grilled dinner for us last night and upon departure he said to my husband, " You need to get control of this woman. You wear the pants, get it done," all in jest of course. And now I am thankful that I am noticing this pattern. I am slipping. I am letting my guard down. Before you know it, the kids will be getting away with things that I swore I would never let happen. Saying whatever they want and we just can't have that, can we?
As a Christian woman I now confess I struggle between "turning the other cheek" and my strong independent woman "upbringing" that wants to break this pattern and wear my "People I am not stupid" gameface.
I wonder if Jesus ever said..."Woman, do I look like I am stupid?" and confronted his people...because someone needs to get me that verse. Until then, I am marching on....watch out. These preschoolers in my house will see the incarnation of some smart old lady with wisdom and wit and a shot of no-nonsense. My husband will wear a skirt, by God. The coffee will always be hot granted I have a functioning voice box and that neighbor....there are cupcakes headed his way, laced with ex-lax. Don't let your guard down, ladies. Get funky.