I called my insurance company again today, but this time a different line because I needed to talk to a "dedicated Health Plan Advisor" for this issue. I have this brochure they sent me about tax credits for these new Obamaplans, and it said to call to determine my eligibility and receive more info. On hold, the audio was a little different. There was even a message about these tax credits! It describes the tax credit, and then says "To determine eligibility--" ...
The audio that plays when I'm on hold with my insurance company loops every 45 seconds. I've heard it 260 times so far today. At around 230 you start to flinch every time the piano solo is about to start, like you're gonna get a smack. 261 The friendly voice that tells you all associates are busy assisting other callers cuts off the piano solo. When she's done, the song jumps in again, mid-note. 262 It's always the same segment of the song. ...
I made Bailey's hand print into Christmas ornaments for myself, my mom, and BJ's mom. I used a clay I made from flour and baking soda. Apparently Mod Podge is pretty acidic 'cause now trout's all bubbly and it smells like vinegar. AHH!! I already tried a sealing spray, but it just gets absorbed. Now that the brush-on stuff is made of extra fail, I'll try an acrylic spray. My nose holes are upset with me. Bailey seems to be amused though.
I really, really like having a baby. Being a mother was always my main goal in life, but I didn't think I'd like it this much. I don't even mind that my nipples are killing me right now because I just pumped more milk than I ever have in one sitting before--I feel accomplished. Today she stared lifting her legs and laying them to the side, so that she's almost laying on her right side, and it's like the biggest deal ever. I took a few dozen pictures of this major event. I'm going to call the president ...
I just feel like slamming my forehead into my desk over and over. There's not really a good reason for it either; I think I'm having hormonal issues. I should be in a good mood! I got three promotions at work in the last week or so. I was promoted from seasonal to regular, and then I got a trainer position that I had interviewed for. I had to turn that one down, though, because just a couple of days ago I was offered the position above trainer. They want you to work as a regular for ...
Well, I work at Disney California Adventure, which is part of the Disney Resort. I'm starting to feel torn over which one I like better, honestly. I'm usually just a store lacky, but a couple of days ago I had a shift in the "Mad Tea Party" arcade. Some woman let her troupe of toddlers throw the skeeballs in whatever machine they wanted, throwing all of them out of balance, but I got to play like ten games of skeeball trying to fix them so whatever. They also have a couple ...
I've started using homemade versions of almost everything. Dishwasher soap, laundry soap, various household cleaners, shampoo, toothpaste... Today I made my own deodorant. My armpits are just so... clean. And odorless. It's lovely. I'm trying to wean myself off of shampoo and conditioner entirely. When people go shampoo-free, they have to deal with a few weeks of their hair being gross before their scalp stops over-producing oils. I'm hoping to avoid that by mixing my own shampoo, ...
All I want in the whole world is for Bill Nye and Stephen Colbert to be married and for them to be my dads. And also for one or two powerful males to lust after me, even though we are for some reason forbidden to be together. I'm not a greedy person.
Yesterday I was getting dolled up for my valentine when I thought "Golly, my pores sure are full of heinous particulates." Fortunately, I knew just who would have the solution: <a href="http://pinterest.com/instantpudding/">Pinterest</a>. That site is all about collecting household remedies. And, lo, did I find that <a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/89720217546048501/">1 tbs sugar + 1 tbs baking soda + 1 tbs water + 20 minutes = clean ...
Which ones are best?