Kevin and I don't know what we are going to do. We weren't planning on staying in DL for more than a year, but we weren't planning on going anywhere before that either. Here are the facts
1. Kevin's boss's decided we don't need medical insurance. We just got done paying $500 deductable on Blue Cross Blue Shield. They decided to change it to a different provider (Medica). The hospital in DL doesn't accept Medica, therefore, we can't have babies in DL cause the insurance wouldn't cover it. (One of the main reasons we moved back was to have babies)
2. They also cut Kevin's vacation/sick days (combined) from 4 weeks a year to 2 weeks per year.
3. Kevin asked for one week off in February so we can go to Vegas for a vacation. They said no. flat out no, because they can't get anyone to drive to DL to cover his patients. (tough to believe really) So he has to take his 2 weeks vacation one or two days at a time, here and there throughout the year. What the hell is the point of even HAVING vacation if you can't GO anywhere!?
4. We miss GF. We miss the people (having people around that can actually go OUT and DO things) and we miss having things to DO.
5. I don't like living in a town where everyone knows you and your buisness. Especially being a couple that everyone knows because Kevin is the Physical Therapist and Kevin's mom owns the store, and I work with Pete and Pete knows EVERYONE so when I came to work for him it was like everyone had to know who I was. More and More people are getting to know who we are and we can't go ANYWHERE without knowing someone and having to have politically correct, snoody, fake conversations with people.
6. I love my job here in DL. I love what I do, and I'm getting to do Photography too. That is the only part about DL that I'll miss a lot. (and my family and my few friends here)
7. Moving would suck. The whold process is stupid and stressful.
So... Kevin and I have simply tossed around the idea of moving... but if we did move it wouldn't be anytime too soon. So relax, people. It isn't definate. Who knows we could be here for another year or two!
Unfortunately, this town is SO small that we told like 5 people about this idea, and it got to the owner of the local coffee shop, and then it got to Kevin's job, so that kind of sucked because we didn't want anyone to know, but now since everyone does.... I decided to post about it, so those who actually care can know whats going on. and there you have it.
and we've only been in this town for 8 months.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Monday, November 21, 2005
My weekend
It was really nice to get away from DL for the weekend. We went to GF on Saturday. We met up with Blake (oh, how I miss you already!) and Amber and Ben, and of course, Doug and Karissa. We ate at the new Mexican place called Paulo's. It was okay, I think I'll stick to our Americana/Mexican and eat at Paradiso's from now on. We went to Doug and Karissa's for a couple cocktails. Wild Turkey Wiskey + Doug= NO. As you can tell by the pic below, we all had a good time. That would be poor Blake under the whole doggy pile. Now, don't go thinking we just hang out like this all the time and lay on eachother. I wanted a group picture, and this is what happened. I thought it was hilarious, told everyone I would post this on the internet for all to see, and they did it anyway. You WERE warned! And this is the BETTER of the 5!
We saw Bell Bell on Sunday, and did a lot of shopping, I had myself one crabbyassed husband by the time I was done in the mall, but he got over it.
Today at work, Tanya's mom came in and developed pics of the accident site where Tanya's car crashed into the lake. I didn't know what to say. I asked how she was doing and said I was really sorry. I can't imagine how she's feeling. Poor family. We didn't really talk too much cause I honestly was at a loss for words. She was so quiet and talked really slow and just sounded so sad. I hope things get better for them. I know they are going to try to take legal actions because of how poorly the road was marked and some other issues.
I can't wait for Turkey Day... mmm yummy, mom's cookin' some good food! I LOVE Thanksgiving... LOVE IT!
Thats all for now I guess. see ya on the flip side....
We saw Bell Bell on Sunday, and did a lot of shopping, I had myself one crabbyassed husband by the time I was done in the mall, but he got over it.
Today at work, Tanya's mom came in and developed pics of the accident site where Tanya's car crashed into the lake. I didn't know what to say. I asked how she was doing and said I was really sorry. I can't imagine how she's feeling. Poor family. We didn't really talk too much cause I honestly was at a loss for words. She was so quiet and talked really slow and just sounded so sad. I hope things get better for them. I know they are going to try to take legal actions because of how poorly the road was marked and some other issues.
I can't wait for Turkey Day... mmm yummy, mom's cookin' some good food! I LOVE Thanksgiving... LOVE IT!
Thats all for now I guess. see ya on the flip side....
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Yeah, whachya gonna do about it?!
Yup, that is Mariah sining the ol' Jackson 5 song... Anyone who knows me, knows why I like this song... and it has nothing to do with Mariah.
Old school....word up... and all that other... stuff.... just suck it up and listen, it'll be gone tomorrow.
Old school....word up... and all that other... stuff.... just suck it up and listen, it'll be gone tomorrow.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
The story of a true ASSHOLE: By April
I met the most obnoxious, rude man ever to walk this earth today. I could go into detail, which is actually the funnier version, but I'm tired, so all you get is the cliff's notes (is it cliff, or clift?... anyway..)
TIME: 5:00 pm
WHERE: on the sidestreet of Downtown where I park for work.
I round the corner to go to my car
I see my car.
I see a big white service vehicle VERY close to my car.
I notice upon further examination. This asstard is parked NO MORE than an INCH from my drivers side
It is cold, very cold, with wind. My face is burning because it is so cold.
I'm not shitting you, this truck was parked SO CLOSE that I couldn't fit my HAND between our vehicles.
The truck is also parked at an angle, so I couldn't have even backed out at all without scratching our vehicles.
I march back into work, and rant. Boss tells me to go to Leevers (grociery store whose back faces the other side of the street that my car is parked on) and talk to the dudes doing the construction on their Deli, because chances are, it belongs to one of them.
I walk around to the front side of the store... still freezing with ice in my nose.
I march back to the deli, and here is the conversation...
ME: I want to talk to the guys working on your deli
CLERK: why
ME: because
CLERK: um...
ME: Because one of them is parked an inch away from my car and I can't leave
ASSTARD: What color is it?
ME: White
ASSTARD: Does it have a rack on it?
ME: I don't know, I didn't look, is it yours parked across the street over there
ASSTARD: Maybe what color is it
ME: WHITE!
ASSTARD: Does it have a rack
ME: I DON'T KNOW,
CLERK: Can you come around in the back and talk to him?
I stomped into the stock room
The Asstard "dave" is no where around
Fat guy wearing a greasy white shirt and a nasty tan jumpsuit sporting a big gray beard, and narly yellow teeth woddles around the corner
ME: Um... Dave? can you please move your truck
ASSTARD: Yeah, hold on I have to go to the bathroom
ME: Can you just move your truck
ASSTARD: I will go to the bathroom, then I will move my truck... OOOKAY!
ME: SIGH!
I wait for like 10 minutes
ASSTARD: Come on, You're probably not in your lines anyway
The argument about being "in my lines" lasts the whole time we're walking to the cars. I WAS THERE FIRST!
ASSTARD sees his truck, "yeah thats my white truck, with the RACK... see that on top, thats the rack I was asking you about."
ME: Can you please just move your TRUCK!"
ASSTARD: Yeah, look you are almost on the white line there... Look at all that room you have on your other side..
Okay, that OBVIOUSLY wasn't there when I parked there, and besides HE knowingly parked that close to my car, ass.
He makes me stand in the cold while he tries to explain to me that this is somehow my fault.
ME: I'm frickin' freezing here, can you just move your damn truck so I can get into my car!
Asstard gets into his white truck with the racks on top, and slowly manuvers his way out... I thought for sure he was going to his my car.
He stops behind my car and sits there. He looks at me and twiddles his "tata" fingers at me and just sits there so I can't get out. I flip him off.
He rolls down his window "good bye sweetheart"
ME: YOU ARE A COMPLETE ASSHOLE!
I get into my car, and huff and get pissier. I've never seen two cars so close... what an ass! GRRR!!
Okay that was way longer than I thought it was going to be... sorry.
TIME: 5:00 pm
WHERE: on the sidestreet of Downtown where I park for work.
I round the corner to go to my car
I see my car.
I see a big white service vehicle VERY close to my car.
I notice upon further examination. This asstard is parked NO MORE than an INCH from my drivers side
It is cold, very cold, with wind. My face is burning because it is so cold.
I'm not shitting you, this truck was parked SO CLOSE that I couldn't fit my HAND between our vehicles.
The truck is also parked at an angle, so I couldn't have even backed out at all without scratching our vehicles.
I march back into work, and rant. Boss tells me to go to Leevers (grociery store whose back faces the other side of the street that my car is parked on) and talk to the dudes doing the construction on their Deli, because chances are, it belongs to one of them.
I walk around to the front side of the store... still freezing with ice in my nose.
I march back to the deli, and here is the conversation...
ME: I want to talk to the guys working on your deli
CLERK: why
ME: because
CLERK: um...
ME: Because one of them is parked an inch away from my car and I can't leave
ASSTARD: What color is it?
ME: White
ASSTARD: Does it have a rack on it?
ME: I don't know, I didn't look, is it yours parked across the street over there
ASSTARD: Maybe what color is it
ME: WHITE!
ASSTARD: Does it have a rack
ME: I DON'T KNOW,
CLERK: Can you come around in the back and talk to him?
I stomped into the stock room
The Asstard "dave" is no where around
Fat guy wearing a greasy white shirt and a nasty tan jumpsuit sporting a big gray beard, and narly yellow teeth woddles around the corner
ME: Um... Dave? can you please move your truck
ASSTARD: Yeah, hold on I have to go to the bathroom
ME: Can you just move your truck
ASSTARD: I will go to the bathroom, then I will move my truck... OOOKAY!
ME: SIGH!
I wait for like 10 minutes
ASSTARD: Come on, You're probably not in your lines anyway
The argument about being "in my lines" lasts the whole time we're walking to the cars. I WAS THERE FIRST!
ASSTARD sees his truck, "yeah thats my white truck, with the RACK... see that on top, thats the rack I was asking you about."
ME: Can you please just move your TRUCK!"
ASSTARD: Yeah, look you are almost on the white line there... Look at all that room you have on your other side..
Okay, that OBVIOUSLY wasn't there when I parked there, and besides HE knowingly parked that close to my car, ass.
He makes me stand in the cold while he tries to explain to me that this is somehow my fault.
ME: I'm frickin' freezing here, can you just move your damn truck so I can get into my car!
Asstard gets into his white truck with the racks on top, and slowly manuvers his way out... I thought for sure he was going to his my car.
He stops behind my car and sits there. He looks at me and twiddles his "tata" fingers at me and just sits there so I can't get out. I flip him off.
He rolls down his window "good bye sweetheart"
ME: YOU ARE A COMPLETE ASSHOLE!
I get into my car, and huff and get pissier. I've never seen two cars so close... what an ass! GRRR!!
Okay that was way longer than I thought it was going to be... sorry.
Most of my buddies from DL back in High School.. Tanya took this picture. Top row: Me, Amy, Janelle, Jess, Amanda, Em, Tab, Amanda. Guys: Kevin, Jory, Derek, Amadon (eek with long black hair!) Doug, and Brueckner... I love this picture. It sums up my senior year of high school pretty well. This is the last time everyone saw eachother in the same place. Then the pooh hit the fan. But i still love this picture!
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