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While at Walmart with the kids today, I spent $10 on a bubble blowing machine.
What a totally fun way to spend $10! If the plastic toy doesn’t break, it is going to continue to be a ton of fun. I’m glad that I picked up one to give as a gift as well.
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Speaking of blowing bubbles reminds me of being outside. And, that makes me think of our new neighbors. They are a young engaged couple (with no children).
As soon as we went out to try our new bubble blowing machine, Eric told me that they had been sitting outside and then immediately went inside. He told me this after he said, “I don’t think our new neighbors like kids.”
I said, “Maybe they were just ready to go inside.”
He told me, “I’ve seen them outside and then they go inside as soon as we go outside.”
So, I guess this will remain a mystery, but I’ll be keeping my eye on it. Of course, it’s not like I can do anything about it (or should). But, now it will be one of those things that I won’t be able to not notice.
Operation Neighbor Watch 2009 is officially in effect.
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Last week, we had a little run in with UPS. I won’t get into the whole story, because then I may sound like I can’t let anything go.
But, suffice it say, while receiving several UPS packages, I told the driver that one was missing and was listed as being on the truck. He was rude to me, said there were no more packages, and wouldn’t go look. Of course, the package that was missing ended up being one that Molly had been waiting for all day long. She was heart broken.
I called the 1-800 number for help, and they claimed that the driver would have to bring it back when he found it still on the truck. I was skeptical. Then, when the customer service agent informed me that UPS has no way to contact their drivers once they are on the road, I knew I could officially not believe a word that he said to me.
Seriously? It’s 2009 and they are trying to claim that once a truck leaves, they are completely unable to contact them? Unwilling to contact them — that I can believe. But, don’t try to tell me that nobody has the ability to contact them once they are on the road.
Of course, the package was later changed from “on time” and “out for delivery” to “missed at drop off/rescheduled.” I could comment more on this, but I will just let you imagine the nasty words I had to say about it.
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Oh, Feedburner. Dear, dear Feedburner. Don’t you know how crazy it makes me when you drop my subscriber number by 124 people in one day?I try not to be a slave to the numbers, but I notice these kinds of things. I can’t help it. Why do you do that sometimes? And, if you could, would you stop it.
Thank you.
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On Monday of this week, I had a biopsy of a little spot on my face. The doctor said that I didn’t have to have it removed. He didn’t really think it was anything. But, apparently the spot bugged my mother, and it seemed like the thing to do.
I worried for a whole week about getting it done. And, then about two hours before my appointment, I had a calm just wash over me. Sure, I did still say an Our Father and a Hail Mary while I was in the chair. But, prayer is always welcome, right?
I’ll get the results in two weeks, but I’m not concerned. Quite frankly, the only thing that concerns me right now is having to keep a bandaid on it for a week. My skin itches!
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And, as long as we’re talking about my face — I actually went to the dermatologist because I was pretty sure I have rosacea. Yuck!
I’m on medication for it now, as he thinks it could be that. But, it also appears that a good portion of the cause for my newly bumpy, itchy, red skin is that I have been slowly killing it.
Okay, perhaps killing it is a bit extreme. But, when he gave me a list of things I should be doing and things I shouldn’t be doing to my facial skin to properly care for it, with one exception, I have doing everything I shouldn’t be doing, and not doing anything that I should be doing.
Oh, my poor skin!
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Eric installed the ceiling fan in our screened in porch this week. Because there was no wiring to it, this meant he actually had to punch a hole in the house, wire out to it, and so on.
Confession #1: I was terrified to hear that he would be putting a hole in the house to do this project, though I’m not sure how else I thought he would do it.
Confession #2: I was slightly more terrified when he told me how “lucky” he was that the hole ended up being in the exact right spot (since it was difficult to precisely pinpoint the spot).
He did a great job, of course, as he typically does with projects. I almost said he always does a great job with projects, but he and I both know that we once had to trade in a truck and tell them that although it was still running great, it would no longer stop, thanks so somebody’s “repair” of it.
Seriously though — Eric worked really hard on it to be sure that we would have some breeze out there once summer really hit. And, the extra sweetest part about it is that he even let me sleep in one day while he worked on it. Thanks, Eric!
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