The Straw That Broke The Camels Back...

If it weren't for bad luck I don't think I would have any at all. Yup, its trivial and stupid but I just feel like its just one more thing that didn't work out. I called and scheduled a hair appointment for Saturday afternoon a day last week. Then I worked it all out to arrange for someone to watch the girl and drop her off at play practice in the middle of the day. (Because isn't play practice for 3 hours in the middle of the afternoon on one of the last Saturdays before Chirstmas convient for everyone?) Hubs had a day trip out of town for work so he couldn't do it.

Oh Lordy do I ever need to go and see the magical hands of Mary. I think if you held my picture next to one of Cousin It you would be hard pressed to tell the difference.

My phone rang today and they wanted to confirm my appointment for tomorrow! Good Golly I made it for Saturday not Friday. I have never made a hair appointment on a Friday in my life. Um, not according to them. Just my dang luck. I talked to the lovely Miss Mary and there is no fitting me in Saturday*. Uugh.

I just may be toasting in the New Year with roots down to my ears because I have no idea when I can schedule another appointment.

An Apple A Day

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

We have been to the doctor everyday this week so far. Monday was my first physical therapy. My appointment was at 10:30, they called me back at 12:00. I was not a happy camper. I realized afterwards that I should have not taken it out on the therapist who had my poor achy back in her hands.

Tuesday was Katie's turn. She has had the same cough for over 2 weeks now. My mom took her to the doctor a week ago and she just hasn't been able to kick it with what he gave her so back we went. We are trying a different antibotic this time and will put a humidifier in her room and see if that helps. The only good news about this is that just as the pharmacist promised, you can now get Zithromax in generic!! Woo hoo! Praise be to the founder of generic drugs. I really don't know how people with no or crappy insurance make it.

Today, it was back to PT for me. Today I got in 10 mins BEFORE my scheduled time! I should have stopped and bought a lottery ticket I was feeling so lucky.

I am hoping that no one requires a visit to the ol' doc tomorrow. I am back Friday for PT again.

To celebrate all of our visits this week we will be eating the Blue Box tonight, as with all the co-pays that we have forked out this week we are lucky we have the 69 cents to buy the mac and crack and the butter and milk to go with it!

Time to go and get the girl from softball practice. Any takers on a bet that she is probably wearing shorts and a t-shirt and her teeth are chattering out of her little pea pickin head. And she wonders why she has to go to the doctor.

Cursed

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Originally uploaded by Marlee Magoo.

This is the 3rd time in a month that "something" has happened to my truck. If you look closely you can see the first boo boo just under the tail light. That doosie was the result of me trying to pull a trailer and it not backing up when I thought it did and turning into it.

The second time was the day after Thanksgiving. You can read about it right here.

The third was yesterday afternoon. I stopped. The guy behind me, as you can tell did not. Nor did he have insurance. Heck, it wasn't even his car. Can it get any worse??

Not A Nice Way To Wake Up

This morning I had to use Strawberry Shortcake toothpaste. Seems the tube that hubby used up was the very. last. bit. of toothpaste we had in the house other than the stuff the girl uses. I dug through every drawer and cabinet, every little bag we have ever taken on a trip hoping there was a travel tube I could squeeze a dab out of. No such luck.

I can't believe they sell that nasty stuff or that any little kid would like to use it. GAH! I wish I would have remembered then I could have used baking soda. Although that may not have been any better than the other stuff... Guess its time for a Target trip this morning.

Why We Don't Go Shopping The Day After

My main reason I don't go shopping the day after Thanksgiving, is I am way to lazy to get out of my nice warm bed. I also don't enjoy pushing my way through the hoards of people. There is not a single thing out there that I think we "need" badly enough to wait in line for hours on end and fight with people to get. I will wait the extra couple of days and just pay a little more.


This year all the grandmas were out of town and we needed a back up to watch the girl since the hubs and I were both working the day after this year. A friend said she would watch her for us, but... (oh that dreaded but) she was getting up early to go shopping. Since we were kinda going up stream without a paddle I told her I would call her when I was leaving the house, find out where it was she shopping and come and drop the girl off to her as to not change her plans.

I called and she was heading to a store by the mall, I said I thought it would take us about the same amount of time to get there so I would call her when I got there and maybe I could just drop the girl off without having to park the truck and fight for a parking place. Ahh! What a great plan! I pulled into the parking lot and was heading to where my friend was standing. That is when it happened. Confirmation to yet again why we don't go shopping on Black Friday. I was waiting patiently to pull foward, apparently another person was out of patience tried to make a left turn down an aisle and side swipped me. I yelled some naughty words and got out of the truck. The other guy jumped out of his truck said doesn't look like any damage! I said I was going to move my truck and then we would look. Yeah, he drove off, or so I thought. (My friend did get his plate number thankfully). I drove up and down a few aisles and didn't see him. By this time my blood pressure was through the roof. As I was pulling out of the parking I saw him.

I rolled down the window and asked him what it was he was doing. I am sure it didn't sound very nice and he tells me "Don't be mad at me". Hello dude. It was your fault who should I be mad at??? I moved my truck to block him in so he would have to talk to me. Turns he cracked my tail light but did quite a bit of damage to his truck. My bumper was a little stronger than the side of his truck. Ouch! I told him I knew the police wouldn't come (private property) but if he would just give me his phone number I would find out how much a new tail light cost and we wouldn't have to go through his insurance (I thought that was very nice on me considering).

A new tail light is $138.00. It is $138.00 if you don't have an in with the car dealership. With the discount we will come away with about $50-$60 in our pocket. I am taking that money and going shopping. I guess its kind of a vicious circle isn't it??

Good Intentions

I had the best intentions to do a few other blog entries this week. They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. If that truly is the case I have a first class ticket with my name on it.

November 6th was the anniversary of my grandpa's death. I was finally ready to talk about it.

Then the laptop died. Actually it was the hard drive. Can you see where this is going? That would be the hard drive with the last 6 months of my pictures on it. That would be the same hard drive that we haven't backed up for at least the last oh say 7 months or so. I was pretty much heartbroken. Some pictures I had burned to CD's for people, a few are still on a memory card, some more are on Flickr and the IPod but the majority of them gone. G.O.N.E. But who needs pictures of the first day of school, or last summers vacation, that camping trip with the gang, your best friend moving away Apparently its not me. The icing on my cake. At least it could have been chocolate.