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7 Things About Me

Spewing at Sportsmen
A great blogger that I follow posted this yesterday, and I have been thinking about it non-stop since then. If you are a sports fan, go read it and then come back here. The rest of this post will make much more sense then. If you’re not a sports fan, you might be bored or disinterested in this entry. Consider yourselves warned. I, like every other sports fan I know, have quite a few athletes or teams that I dislike irrationally. The Yankees, for instance. I have no real reason not to like them, but I cannot stand them. To the point tha

This and That…
A smattering of things I wanted to share but are too short for their own posts: - I was driving home after running errands today, and since it was still nice outside, I had my window open. I was stopped at a light when I heard a strange noise. I looked over and there’s a 60+ year old man riding a bike and singing Katy Perry’s “I Kissed A Girl” at the top of his lungs. It was too dark to tell if he had an mp3 player that he was accompanying, or if he was just singing by memory. I hope he was as entertained with himself as I was with him. - For those of you in the colder regions of the country, I thought you’d like to know that the weather here h

Jezzi
Jezzi I was a sophomore in high school when I found her. I was visiting a friend in the housing tract across from ours, when we saw her wandering around the street. Knowing who her owners were, we took her back to them, thinking maybe she’d escaped on accident. “We don’t want her” they told us.  At around 8 weeks old, they just put her out and d

Blind
About a year ago while taking Mia over to my parent’s house, I noticed that she had a spot on her eye. It was small, and almost looked like a shadow.  She didn’t seem bothered by it, and since I could only see it when the sun was shining directly in her eyes, I forgot about it soon after. A few months ago I noticed it again, but it was significantly bigger than I remembered. I asked my vet about it, and she referred us to an eye care specialist. I had no idea they had ophthalmologists for dogs, but I’m glad they do. We had an appointment with her yesterday, and she’s a lovely woman. Sadly, it was not a good outcome. Mia is going blind. She

Frustration
I’ve worked in customer service all of my adult (and partial teen) life. I know customers can be frustrating, so when I’m in the position of being a customer, I try to be very polite and understanding. Especially when I call at the end of the workday, because I know the customer service rep is probably tired and counting the minutes until they have to go home. I’ve been there. But my politeness and understanding wears out quickly when the person I’m speaking with doesn’t have two braincells that function at the same time. I called my dental insurance company today, just to confirm that the bill they sent me covered the months of September, October and