tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post6389676454286765253..comments2024-03-28T22:49:03.563-05:00Comments on Lag Liv: Deep, Cleansing BreathsLLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04431706155081017734noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-49204797077730534912010-03-12T14:02:42.215-06:002010-03-12T14:02:42.215-06:00My husband soaks glasses he used for water and jui...My husband soaks glasses he used for water and juice. I win.Mollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-85777645102951402632010-03-11T21:28:54.161-06:002010-03-11T21:28:54.161-06:00nothing is so horrible that a little shopping can&...nothing is so horrible that a little shopping can't fix! That owl is so cute! I can't wait to see final pics of the nursery!CPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09049860284871030328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-4052566312587276032010-03-11T10:10:44.887-06:002010-03-11T10:10:44.887-06:00Preggo rage doesn't help. I came very close t...Preggo rage doesn't help. I came very close to beating my husband to death with a half-eaten shoe because he left the dog out and she ate one of my favorite pairs of shoes. He's lucky to be alive. Although I would probably be that pissed even not being pregnant...<br /><br />I know all about the insurance crap. Giving hands when you pay your premiums turn to giving you the finger when you file a claim. (Sayeth my Insurance Law prof) I had epic issues with the RSV shot, definitely. They think if they dick you around long enough, that you'll finally give up and just pay the bills yourself. I just start shrieking at them about bad faith, and write nasty letters that I resend on a daily basis until they pay my $20 claim.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11173655298262399906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-64627994586572272652010-03-11T07:35:33.248-06:002010-03-11T07:35:33.248-06:00Marriage ... ain't it grand? :DMarriage ... ain't it grand? :DMichelle Morgan-Coolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03671529553739362752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-53147308242801930512010-03-11T03:50:27.154-06:002010-03-11T03:50:27.154-06:00I know you were angry but I really had to laugh ou...I know you were angry but I really had to laugh out loud - this post should have a heading NSFW (laughter may result)<br /><br />You write so very, very well. <br /><br />I loved the "An insufferable response if it weren't so true" - have you been reading Jane Austen lately? And the last paragraph is simply hilarious - the best comedy is based in truth!RJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-8437635156149824952010-03-10T21:11:29.400-06:002010-03-10T21:11:29.400-06:00Lag - you beyond crack me up. Be thankful the sla...Lag - you beyond crack me up. Be thankful the slamming of the phone at least sent home the message you were upset. My husband would have assumed I just dropped the phone on accident - and continued to annoy the pee outta me the rest of the day! :) And I SO SO SO know the speed of man... if I am suppose to tend to something, I better have it done within the next hour. Daryl??? Oh gawd, FIVE years later in this house, and the garbage disposal is still in the box - under the sink! <br /><br />And yeah - pan soaking is a man thing.<br /><br />I work for an insurance company, if you think anyone looks at the cost of a NICU stay vs the shots - you are sadly mistaken. Throw me an email if I can help sort out that nightmare.<br /><br />DainaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-1002024651777370152010-03-10T16:01:41.786-06:002010-03-10T16:01:41.786-06:00Love it, only because it makes me feel normal. I a...Love it, only because it makes me feel normal. I am definitely a much better wife after getting some perspective often brought by the joy of a tiny purchase, such as nail polish or the perfect pillow. Oh, and I think the pan soaking is a universal man thing. Once I decided to be zen about it and just let it soak for as long as he thought it was necessary. Apparently that was more than 5 days, because after 5 days, I washed it myself.WhitMchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05941593118951192249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-11528730258627981092010-03-10T15:46:03.157-06:002010-03-10T15:46:03.157-06:00What a great post. I find it so scary to be reall...What a great post. I find it so scary to be really angry sometimes - especially with people that I really love (I think because of growing up in an angry household). It sounds like hanging up was the perfect way to handle the situation. Hope you enjoy the ice cream! :)(In)Sanity Galhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10101157897014200996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-53833641438430543862010-03-10T15:42:46.348-06:002010-03-10T15:42:46.348-06:00OY. My blood pressure rises for you. I take care...OY. My blood pressure rises for you. I take care of all those niddling little things in our relationship, too, and it drives me positively around the bend when John casually mentions "oh, did you do this?" or "why isn't that happening faster?" or "oh, did I tell you I found the new insurance cards that came in the mail to my office a few weeks ago?" (after I'd asked him repeatedly and had been hounding the insurance company on the phone to send replacement cards because the ones they sent had apparently gotten lost in the mail....)pseudostoopshttp://pseudostoops.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-14170591235899134822010-03-10T15:41:21.047-06:002010-03-10T15:41:21.047-06:00I totally agree about things left in the sink; I d...I totally agree about things left in the sink; I don't like anything left in there for longer than 5 minutes, ever. I will say that JP doesn't do it so that I will finish the job - he always goes back and does it, but still, it's usually for a pot that boiled noodles or something. There is no reason for soaking! The pot could be back in its home under the stove, and isn't that such a better place for it than on my counter?<br /><br />This is the first year I've done our taxes. It was an adventure I will not be repeating. The person with the JD and bachelors in philosophy and biology really should not be doing them over the person with an MBA and bachelors in finance. I was just too eager to see if we owed anything; next year I will find the patience to wait until JP does them, or I will tie him to a desk chair when I can wait no longer. The latter is far more likely to happen first.LLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04431706155081017734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3552008288188142238.post-31205178271733173542010-03-10T15:35:03.017-06:002010-03-10T15:35:03.017-06:00Wow, you are way calmer than I am. My husband woul...Wow, you are way calmer than I am. My husband would have gotten an earful and a large charge on his credit card bill for that one. I hate being the one that does the taxes while he complains that our refund isn't big enough even though I've explained a million times that a refund shouldn't be big because it means you way overpaid. <br /><br />BTW, my husband also soaks pans that don't need soaking. He does this because it drives me nuts and he knows I will end up finishing scrubbing and drying them myself rather than let them sit in the sink. I have a serious pet peeve about anything being left in my sink especially overnight. There is just something really unappealing about dirty dishes floating in dirty water before I've had my coffee in the morning that skeeves me out.<br /><br />As for insurance companies, it took me 8 months of appeals and denials to get one RSV shot covered for Bear. It was a nightmare and the shot was $1,600.00. Crazy, right? In the end I won and the insurance paid 800.00 for the shot because apparently they get a 50% discount even though I would have had to pay 1600.00 if they hadn't eventually covered it. Gah!!<br /><br />Ice cream after dinner does make everything better though.Someone Being Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08984828094257765105noreply@blogger.com