Happy Leap Day

Well, we've just finished our date, and i really really need to go to bed to sleep, but i wanted to wish you a happy leap day before i couldn't for the next 4 years.

I hate the CC

So, Kevin got to learn the realities of life without insurance. He made an appointment to see the dr at 4 on tuesday. Then, when they found out that he didn't have insurance they said he had to talk to "emily". When he talked to her, she said he should come in early to talk to her before his appointment.

We got their at 3:45. Waited for 15 minutes for "emily", who had gone on vacation stepped out. She didn't return before four, so we went down to his appt and said we'd come back. By the way, did I mention we were in a blizzard?? and that i really really didn't want to go out driving in the mess? Or that it was made clear at the appointment making stage that we would be paying the entire obscene amount when we were there?? No, i forgot that part, but we did.

We get down to the appointment check in and the lady says she cannot find kev's name on the list. As she looked harder, she found that the appt was cancelled 2 minutes after it was made. Because he DIDN'T HAVE INSURANCE. Even though all the above. And, gee, she was sorry that no one informed us. And gee, the entire dr. service of family practice AND internal medicine could not fit him in--try tomorrow. Why? so we could waste more time???? but i digresss.

They sent us to see another "financial counselor". i guess that was what emily was, although no one told us that. Turns out, that because he didn't have insurance, he has to call a financial counselor and put down $100 before they will even make an appt. for him. It's not enough that they take the $100 before he sees the doctor. no, before he can even make an appt. so, in sickness, when you have to call to make an appt between 8 and 8:15 when all the same day appts are gone, you can't call until after you call emily. Then you can be told that they don't have any appts left. Grrrrr. I hate the Cleveland Clinic. I hated them before for stuff. But now i hate them again and still. World-class medicine indeed.

Brantley indeed...or is it Brantleigh?

Seriously, haven't you ever wanted to say this???



it came from http://weeklyscheiss.blogspot.com/

For all children everywhere

To avoid plagiarizing, this came from

http://weeklyscheiss.blogspot.com/ Now i tried 4 (million) times to put this up as a link, but it wasn't happening. so cut and paste if you care.

A Prayer for Children
by Ina J. Hughes

We pray for children who put chocolate fingers everywhere,
who like to be tickled,
who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants,
who sneak Popsicles before supper
who erase holes in their math workbooks,
who can never find their shoes.

And we pray for those who stare at photographers from behind barbed wire,
who can't bound down the street in a new pair of sneakers,
who never go to the circus,
who never "counted potatoes,"
who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead near,
who live in an X-rated world.

We pray for children who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions,
who sleep with the dog and bury the goldfish,
who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,
who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off-key,
who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink,
who slurp their soup.

And we pray for those who never get dessert,
who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
who watch their parents watch them die,
who can't find any bread to steal,
who don't have any rooms to clean,
whose pictures are not on anybody's dresser,
whose monsters are real.

We pray for children who spend their allowances before Tuesday,
who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
who like ghost stories,
who shove dirty clothes under the bed and never rinse the tub,
who get visits from the tooth fairy,
who don't like to be kissed in front of the carpool,
who squirm in church or temple
and scream in the phone,
whose tears we sometimes laugh at,
and whose smiles can make us cry.

And we pray for those whose nightmares come in the daytime,
who will eat anything,
who aren't spoiled by anybody,
who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
who live and move, but have no being.

We pray for children who want to be carried
and for those who must.
For those we never give up on, and
for those who don't get a second chance.
For those we smother,
and for those who will grab the hand of anybody kind enough to offer it. . .

More random web browsing

Hey, you guys, remember mr. silly???





This, from "Hollywood Flakes":

This X-ray shows a boy who swallowed magnetic pieces of a block one at a time. When they hit his stomach, they reconnected.




So you thin that cats have hairball problems?? this from a human



by the way, she stopped eating her hair.

actually, the things people ate came from
http://www.oddee.com/item_92016.aspx


This is also from hollywood flakes,

I was reading some threads in a teacher's forum today and found that most teachers of young children deal with pica. A frequently asked question among the teachers was, "How do I make them stop?" I liked one teacher's response for how she dealt with her first graders. She says:

"What's in you mouth!? Now if you accidentally swallow that thing I am going to have to get it out. Do you see how big my hand is? I'm going to have to stick my big hand down your throat. You can be sure that it will hurt. If you don't want my big fat hand down your throat then you better get that thing out of your mouth and keep it out!"
She reports and almost 100% effective rate for her method

just gotta share

http://hollywoodflakes.blogspot.com/2006/07/teenage-sleeper-primer.html


from derfwad manor

Temple trips

Alright, I confess. One of my goals, since last October, has been to go to the temple every month. I got myself a partner in this endeavor. Then we decided that, as long as we were going down to Columbus, we'd open it up to anyone who wanted to go with us. I was in charge of details. I made sure that the YW peeps knew, and the Primary peeps. We have been going now for 5 months. Last month or so, we had a new RS presidency called. Next thing I know, the temple trips are in the bulletin. It says to contact either me or the RS president. So, now, I no longer know if peeps want to go, cause they may be contacting her. I don't know if I need to get another driver. I don't know if peeps are cool with Columbus (i.e. notification).

I feel like MY project is now a RS project and that bugs me. I feel like just going myself and not telling anyone. If I had a bigger heart, I guess I would be thrilled to get help from the RS prez and thrilled that maybe more people who were cutting out after sacrament might go. But mostly, I feel angry. And going to the temple shouldn't be combined with anger.

Am I just petty?? I feel like if the RS or Enrichment committee wanted to set up something, they should have done it. If it's your project, you handle the details and I'll just decide if I want to come with you.

Cuba

I don't know why this is in my head, but why are we still having an embargo against Cuba?? There are many worse countries in the world whose politics "we" don't agree with. Apparently, this came about because Cuba nationalized some american businesses. But that was in 1962, folks. Give it up.

I can't make the link work, but http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States_embargo_against_Cuba

web browsing

This was on a post from "amythemom" http://www.amythemom.com/. Note the power strip floating between the two flipflops.





Guess who I am not gonna vote for???

Although I think a woman could be president. I just don't want THIS woman.

for Braden

I just finished a Lisa Gardner book called "the other daughter". This one is NOT representative. It reeked royally. I could only figure that it was written before the others and when the other got good reviews, they dug this one out that they wrote when they were 15. Skip it. really really reeked.

I only go where the car takes me

A few weeks ago I was heading to Lifeworks (gym) for swimming. I was toddling along bagley when all of a sudden i found myself at the dead end of a street. At which point i woke up and said, "where am I??" I still don't know the name of the street, but for some reason I turned right on one of the many streets by the Olmsted falls schools. I still don't know why i turned there.

a little bit of this..a little bit of that

First, on the serious side, http://www.ksl.com/?sid=&nid=520# shows the press conference announcing/introducing the new first presidency. It is 40 minutes long, but the statements from the three are done in 10 minutes. President Eyring looks like a puppy...so eager. I really like him. and President Uchtdorf. I'll work on the other one.

Funny from snide remarks. If you go to google.com and type in "chuck norris" and hit "I'm feeling lucky", you get http://www.chucknorrisfacts.com/ However if you go to google.com and type in "find chuck norris" and hit "i'm feeling lucky", you get http://clients.arranschlosberg.com/chuck/ , which is just hysterical.

I swam 20 laps and walked 3 laps yesterday and did my stretching exercises in the warm pool also. Plus went to Walmart, Gordon Food Service, the library, and Marc's Berea for grocery shopping. I rock. Don't applaud, just send money.

New First Presidency

So, it is President Monson, with President Eyring as 1st counselor and President Uchtdorf (sp) as second counselor.

Tribute to President Hinckley

I found this link on MormonMomma. It is about 4 minutes long. very cool.

http://deseretnews.com/photo/sslides/detail/1,5498,40,00.html?linkTrack=rotator:cvr

also, a cool photo spread in the slc tribune:

http://extras.sltrib.com/tribphoto/Gallery.asp?ID=84514&PubDate=2008-02-04&GID=HINCKLEY%5F0128 check out the lapels, man.

They say the new first presidency will be announced today.

so look

i made 4 blogs, not counting this one, and no comments. although if everyone wasn't vomitting, i bet carolyn would have blogged.

Authors again

Lisa Gardner. whoa. just whoa. I think only Braden shares my taste in authors, but I just gotta say that she is fantastic. I never want to stop, even to sleep. Suspense till the end, though I have guessed the bad guy before. I want to write as well as she does.

Mother Hubbard

and when I got there, the cupboard was bare.

Yes, it was true. Usually I send someone down to the food storage in dad's office, which is where we put the things to make powdered milk or chlorined water taste better. I mean, in this instance, I had a true year's supply. Imagine my horror when I went down to get some and there were none left and NO ONE TOLD ME I WAS GETTING LOW. I had to rejoin BJ's in order to get it, cause all Costco carries are the envelopes. My membership had expired from costco anyway. I wasn't going to join any shopping club until this tragedy happened. But before I handed over my money, I checked to make sure that the product was there. 10 canisters, baby. I'll have to go again to fill up for a year. Imagine, though, this giant canister was only $4.99?? There's a deal.

C'mer, c'mer

Isn't he really?? This was from a blog i read.

Almost as good as jenna:

President Hinckley

What a neat funeral. Onlybad part is that he is dead. not much to do about that.

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