Archive for February, 2007
Because you KNOW you need some monKEYS!
The health insurance that is offered to people in the restaurant business is notoriously bad. When Jim was at Outback, we had Cigna, which meant less headaches trying to get them to pay up, but they didn’t pay for much, anyway. Office visits were paid at 80% after the deductible. They didn’t pay for well [...]
So, my buddy I wrote about in my last post has, indeed, started a blog. Go check her out here. (That’s right, Lynnster, she went with a WordPress blog!)
I had a good weekend. My pal Heather and I were smacked with the idea of a lifetime, and we are working on something big. When it’s all nice and nifty and ready to go, I’ll be sure to let you guys know.
I was talking to my cousin this weekend about the new love in [...]
It’s about damn time I was in a completely happy, mellow mood. And that’s exactly how I’m feeling right now. First, in the past week and a half I’ve had posts I’ve made on Curbly picked up by the big bloggers. First, on Lifehacker, then yesterday on The Consumerist. Remember how I said a comment [...]
I woke up this morning with jaw pain that was so bad, I am having a hard time thinking. I just took my last 800 mg. ibuprofen. I’m totally cursing the fact that in order to get some vicodin I need to make an appointment with my primary care doctor. The rational part of me [...]
Gawd, y’all, I probably need some anger management classes since 99% of my posts lately are things I’m pissed about. I promise: tomorrow I will write about things that make me happy, like snuggly children and kittens and rainbows. But today, I need to get this off my chest.
I went out to dinner with Mystery [...]
I have no eathly idea why I even eat at Cracker Barrel anymore. The last 4 out of 5 times I have been there I’ve received either bad service or bad food. Tonight was a bad food night.
First, let me explain something. I despise burnt food. I won’t eat burnt marshmallows, burnt toast, burnt steak, [...]
Well, holy crap, I’m sick and I come back to our state’s most idiotic lawmaker threatening my friends and going around trying to push dummy laws that are beyond ridiculous. How many babies have you birthed, Mr. Campfield? How many times have you miscarried, Stacey? Have you ever had to make a decision like that? [...]
Dammit. This is the first Valentine’s Day Jim has had off in the 8 years we have been together. And I’m sick as a fucking dog, I can’t stop puking or shivering.
LMAO@life smacking me in the face.
ETA: I totally forgot to tell y’all I’ve been added as a featured writer at Curbly! Go check me [...]
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