I got an X-ray on my foot a few weeks ago and was so nervous about the impending bill I would be getting - especially since the X-ray didn’t show anything wrong.
Having good health insurance is seriously the best. I wouldn’t wish not having insurance* on my worst enemy.**
*double negatives are not not okay in my book.
*also, I don’t have a worst enemy
In my bedroom as a child, I had this cross-stitched thing in my room that had 2 sheep on it and said “When I count my blessings, I count ewe first.” Well being that I was just learning to read, I would ask my mom what it said and she told me.
I remember copying the words onto a piece of paper and handing it to my grandfather when he was over at our house. He looked it, read it to himself and said, “What the hell does ‘ewe’ mean?”
I will smile more often, listen more carefully, maybe give away a hug or two. And I will not be jumping to conclusions, making assumptions, vowing revenge, and expecting the worst.
Mostly, I hope I can do the same tomorrow.
Really appreciate the above sentiments, especially after I woke up to its counterpoint on facebook this morning:
I hate to suggest that anyone has a “wrong” way of coping with a tragedy, but that is exactly what I am suggesting.
I’m wearing all thrift store finds except the shoes which I bought and painted with paint markers. I often wore bandanas and my friend Teresa only wore things bought from Hot Topic. Also, I could usually be seen sporting the makeup from the day before because I wasn’t concerned with the art of “washing my face”.
Kevin and I decided to start playing songs from the ’90s and early ’00s that we used to listen to. So far we’ve been through New Found Glory, Saves the Day, Korn, Limp Bizkit, Duncan Sheik, Cranberries, Our Lady Peace, Creed, Slipknot, Save Ferris, Rammstein (ok just the one song), Depeche Mode, KIttie, Cake, Reel Big Fish, and many more.
Really enjoyable Friday night.
This must be real, because that is his handwriting. You can tell it is handwritten because it uses script.
Backstory: Kevin and I signed up for library cards back in January so we could rent eBooks. I checked one out for him to show him how easy it was and he was reading the book on his Kindle. The library lends you the ebook for 2 weeks then it expires on your e-reader. Well, Kevin wasn’t finished with the book after 2 weeks so he just turned off the wifi on his Kindle so he could have it for longer. In reality, this is perfectly fine to do and the library doesn’t care. However, for my prank, I typed up an official library looking letter and left it out on the counter for Kevin to discover.
I played on his biggest fear of owing money!
Kevin never checks the mail so it didn’t matter that I didn’t have a postmarked envelope or an envelope at all - he would just assume I already opened it. Also, when he started reading it after he found it on the counter, I had to be like, “Oh yeah, I meant to ask you about that. I thought you said that they wouldn’t fine us for that.” I could see he started getting nervous about having to pay that fine, and I seriously could only contain the giggles for half a minute before I burst out with “APRIL FOOLS”. I’m an idiot.
Making sure to cover all the social networking sites - Happy Birthday, Erin!
Everytime I watch the Golden Girls*, I am reminded of how progressive the show was. It shocks me that my grandparents watched this.
*I made Kevin have a season 2 marathon with me last Friday since I have it on DVD
Just FaceTimed with Kevin (who is downstairs). I would randomly stop talking mid-sentence and freeze my face so Kevin would think that the video was freezing. Then Kevin started doing it too. I started laughing so hard that I was crying.
At least once a day, I ask Kevin if I am the weirdest person he knows and he always answers in the affirmative. It’s good to be the best at something.
Quit it, Oreo.