So the stories begin. DISCLAIMER: These stories are simply random things that occur when you live in this crazy household in this small Nebraska town. There are no guarantees you�ll find them funny, but I can bet you�ll at least find humor in the annoyance they cause me.
I just got off the phone with Pearle Vision in Seattle. Here�s the backstory on this. The first Thursday I was home, I�m sitting at my brother and sister-in-law�s, recounting the events of the great Dry Cleaner�s fire for the 2 millionth time. Point is, as we�re talking I take my glasses off to clean them. La-ti-da, no big deal, till I look down and realize I only have half my glasses in my hand. They�ve literally fallen apart clean in half. And I am BLIND!!! So point is I had insurance and am getting new ones, but called today to find out where they were cause they should be here by now. Well they screwed up and didn�t order the lenses, then crossed me even more when they thought they had put me on hold and the guy was bitching about me and I heard every single word! So I�m only paying 10% of new glasses and they�re on their way.
Also first thing this morning I decide to get my stuff together and go cash my last paycheck from Seattle. However, it�s nowhere to be found. It was in a larger manilla envelope along with pictures of Cameron, and when I asked my mom if she�d seen it she calmly replied, �Oh yeah�I threw that away a few days ago.� WHAT???? She swears the envelope was empty, but I knew it had to be in there. I was also missing a wedding invitation I got that day. So I put on an old sweatshirt and tennis shoes, and barreled out into the snowy outside (Yeah, it snowed last night) and started dumpster diving. Dis-gus-ting! Thanks to St. Anthony I found it fairly early, opened it up and inside was my paycheck, photos, invite to my friend Linda�s wedding, peanut shells and coffee grounds. YUCK!!!
Then a couple hours later, my mom�s doing laundry when I hear her exclaim, �What in the hell??� I find her pulling out of the bottom of the hamper, my pride and joy, beautiful, expensive black leather jacket. Apparently my niece thought she was helping putting stuff away. However I told her that wasn�t exactly helping. What that would do is slowly kill my spirit through fashion, and that the sight of that gorgeous part of my wardrobe crumpled into a mangled ball surely will make me very angry and to never do that again. Let�s hope she never makes that mistake again!!!
Wow I�m a little angry at Greg Maddux today. Home opener at Wrigley, his big homecoming, and he gives up 5 runs and is pulled in 3 2/3rds innings. I�m not happy. But the game�s not over yet�.