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PAXIL! I love Paxil. I've been on it almost two weeks now and what a difference. Sometimes you don't realize how bad you were feeling until you start feeling good. Maybe my posts will be a little less woe is me now. They were getting tiresome.

The dentist of doom installed the permanent crown on Wednesday. I will spare the painful details since so many of you don't care for the dentist. Let's just say it hurt a lot and I will be switching dentists. I don't think he'll mind much either since I accidentally bit his finger as I was yelping in pain. Some relationships are not meant to be. Really, it's not him, it's me. Yeah right!

Moving on, my class is going well. I thought it was a plain children's nutrition class. Actually it is children's nutrition, health and safety. It's not bad and it's an easy way to get started back to school. I wasn't going to start out with chemistry, that's for sure.

And now the story of the day.

I pick Azure up at the library after school. Many of the parents do that, so the library gets quite crowded and noisy around two.

The library has a separate "quiet" room. It's made out of glass so you can see inside and the people inside can see out.

We walked past the quiet room and Sammie knocked on the door before I caught him. There was one elderly gentleman in there and he was flashing Sammie the look of doom.

I gave him my best apologetic smile and he glared at me.

Ooooookay.

I told Sammie to leave the man alone because the knocking made him angry. Sammie then walked up to peek in the room.

I told him no peeking and pulled him away. I also told him if he knocked again that man would probably come out and swat his butt. (hoping this would deter him) Then I grabbed some books, taking Sammie with me. On the way back by the room he ran up and knocked again. Sammie has always been one to press his luck.

We started walking to the check out counter. The man was slowly emerging from the room while giving us his glare of death.

Sammie got scared and hid behind me.

If looks could kill, we'd have dropped dead on the spot. The "gentleman" walked up to one of the librarians, I'm sure to complain about us.

While I was checking out, I told one of the other librarians what had transpired. She knew exactly which man I met. She told me in a wry voice that yes he liked his quiet.

I told her that I had told Sammie the man might swat him. She said he just might have. It seems they are quite familiar with that particular library patron.

Here's my beef, well beside the fact he was a total asshole. He comes to the library during the time of day it is most filled with kids and gets mad about noise. Come on now! That's like going to the grocery store at five and being shocked at the lines. Seems to me he only wanted something to bitch about.

Normally I try really hard to make sure my kids don't disturb other people. But in this particular case, it was a pleasure.

I laughed about it for a good half hour. Next time I see that man in the quiet room I will have to resist the urge to press my bare ass up against the glass.

That would be quite satisfying.