The member services person I'm talking to right now at BCBS has decided that it's appropriate to call me "Val." It's making me more and more annoyed each time he does it.

I strongly encourage anyone who is pregnant or even TRYING to become so to check out day care centers ASAP. In some areas (i.e. mine), you have to get on waiting lists for the best centers BEFORE the child is CONCEIVED to get a spot. Eve is on the wait list for the on-campus facility, and is about 25th down right now, after having been on the wait list for 14 months.

Sadly, that really only works if you have a steady job. I mean, I guess we could wait list and then pass it up if I haven't found anything, but...

{{{Betsy}}} I hope your friend is found safe soon. Much ~ma to everyone concerned.

{{{Nora}}} Feel better.

The member services person I'm talking to right now at BCBS has decided that it's appropriate to call me "Val." It's making me more and more annoyed each time he does it.

Kill him. It will make you feel better.

The member services person I'm talking to right now at BCBS has decided that it's appropriate to call me "Val." It's making me more and more annoyed each time he does it.

I know the feeling. Whenever I introduce myself to someone I always use my full name becuase that's what I like to be called. Shortening it without asking is a definate faux pas. I correct them immediately. If, after they say my name wrong multiple times, I ignore them until they get it right.

It's one of my pet peeves. Friends and family can call me Val, but if you've just met me, don't you dare cut it down without asking!

I can't be too mad at the guy, though. He just got authorization for 8 transitional appointments with my therapist. So, I don't have to stop seeing her immediately. Although, I do have to start looking for a new therapist right away. Grrrrrr...

I did not have my keys. They were still in the car. And the car was still running.

I did this once after parking on the street in preparation for going to a concert at Shoreline. my car at the time was a convertible, and while teh top was up, I was able to unzip teh back window and crawl through anmd retrieve the keys. I was terrified that someone who lived on teh street I was parking on would see me and call the cops on me for breaking into a parked car, though. Didn't happen, and I was just embarassed as all get out. Funny how embarassed you can be over something that no one saw you do.

You know what's terrifying? Feeling your bus slide on the ice on its way to a packed intersection, that's what's terrifying.

Yikes, Connie, it certainly is! You are unscathed, I hope?

There seem to be a number of Bitches not feeling in th epink of good health. Helathful vibes to you all. I'm not sure that vibes from me will be that helpful, as I am now entering week 4 of the cough that decided to hibernate in my chest for the Winter, but maybe I send them out nonetheless.

Oh, Betsy. I hope he's okay.

And poor Empress, having to leave the Princess. That's so unfair.

sj, he sounds like a real sweetie.

I like sj's suggestion, though. Murder is therapeutic.

He just got authorization for 8 transitional appointments with my therapist.

Yay!

Although, I do have to start looking for a new therapist right away. Grrrrrr...

Boo!

Betsy, I am hoping for the best for your friend. Much punctuation to you and his family.

People have wanted to feel bad for me because my name has no nick...now I have two. Friends only. My dad's mom was like" you could call her "Ricki", so glad they didn't." Feeling good today, but have a bit of ground to make up novel-wise due to all the fic and "Save The Wire" See y'all in a few hours, k? Sj, jealous.