Welcome Friends!!!

Welcome to the Den of the Beastly Bear!

 Hi folks! My name is Joe Ormerod aka the Beastly Bear!

I've decided to give this blogging thing a try, on the advice of someone whose opinion I trust completely(shout out to my blogging hero Magical Mystical MiMi)!!! If my stuff is ever half as good as yours, I'd be happy!!!

 A little about myself, I live and work in the great state of Michigan, for General Motors. Married to my wife Kathy (Momma Bear) for 26 years and we have a 22 year old daughter, Kaitlin (Princess Bear).

My intent for this blog is a little bit of social commentary, life lessons, things I find amusing or odd and to tell about some of my favorite things. I love to cook, almost as much as I love to eat so I may share a recipe or two!! I enjoy wines and premium and microbrew beers! I'm an avid reader, I love my movies, hunting, fishing, and shooting! As you can guess then, I am a huge supporter of the 2nd. Amendment!!! A CCW holder, and a bona fide Sheepdog to my core! What is a Sheepdog you ask? Well, a Sheepdog protects his flock from the wolves of society! At any time my flock can consist of my friends, family, and those innocents around me. I carry not to take life, but to defend the lives of those around me.

Ok, enough about me for now! For this, my first ever blog...I feel a rant coming on! And my rant is about this:

Infants and toddlers in restaurants

Now it has been posited to me that I hate children, this is just not so! I love well behaved children!!! But, children only know what they are taught, and therefore...

My problem is with the parents!

 Here's the thing, I understand that there are times you either must take your infant/toddler with you out to eat, or you just want to. Now if you are going to a family style restaurant, I don't have a problem with this. Where I have a problem is when I am out to a nice restaurant, Steakhouse, or Bar and Grill, paying a relatively high price for my meal, and I have to listen to someone's screaming demon child!!! Really?!? If I wanted to listen to little Damien scream his head off, I'd have come to your house for dinner!!! But being that I'm in this classy, dimly lit restaurant enjoying an adult beverage with my fine meal, the very LAST thing I want, is to listen to THAT! Nor do I enjoy the pleasant odor of partially digested formula puke, or that of a filled to bursting diaper!
It seems to never fail, no matter where I'm at. If there are no infants in the restaurant, when someone comes in with one they seat them right next to or behind ME!!! It's like a giant cosmic "F-you, you really thought you could have a pleasant, quiet meal?!?"

So, have a little respect for the rest of the world and leave your bundles of joy at home! Because seriously, if you can't afford the $20 for a babysitter...your stupid ass shouldn't be eating here ANYWAY!!!

 The other thing that bugs me is "Mommy's Day" at the Bar & Grill!!!

In general, those having lunch at the Bar are having a businessman's lunch, doing business, watching a game or just want a quiet drink with their meal! Enter the MOMMY BRIGADE, baby carriers and toddlers in tow, 4-6 strong!!! Oblivious to the balefull stares of those around them as they try to corral their heathen brood into seats!!! Which, incidentally only lasts the exact amount of time it takes the brigade to be seated!!! Then they are off and running again and once the Mommy's asses hit the chair they are not getting up again, save to hit the restroom! No, instead THEY start screaming!!! "Lucas!!! Tommy!!! Get back over here now!!! NOW I said!!!" 

Ya ever notice it's not the moms of well behaved children that partake of this particular activity?!? They either have better sense, or better manners!!! And...Not to be a killjoy either, but should you really be downing a couple of glasses of wine before putting the kids back in the car to do whatever running you are out doing?!? Seriously ladies, buy a couple of bottles of wine at the grocery store, take turns hosting so only one of you has to cook, and let your kids run and scream to their hearts content...AT HOME!!!
Or then again, there IS Chucky Cheese!!!

Guess this is why I'm the Beastly Bear!!! *heavy sigh*