Totally.

No response to my email, so I refaxed it this morning.

Still nothing.

I'm choosing to believe he's trying to pull it from somewhere.

I bought this bear for Owen but I'm thinking I should have also got it in pink--he's fascinated by pink at the moment

Gloomy bear!!!!

younger niece loves Gloomy bear

as does older niece

Aimee, good for you for sending a follow up fax. You deserve the severence, but, even if you don't get it, your are definitely owed the respect of a response.

(sends Paulie Walnuts to talk to ex-boss about courtesy) Wish I could really do that. You'd get your money. And probably a nice bouquet.

and possibly his head ...

Cool article, Jilli!

Aimee, I'm sorry the exboss is being such a jerk. Sounds like you're well out of that place.

lisah, those pictures are so cute! Where did they get those bear paws? Wishing I had some grandkids right about now, then I could get to play with some, too.

IOmeN, even though my "week" off started on Saturday, the weekend was a bust. (I tried buying interview clothes only to find out 14s are way too big and 12s are just a little small, sigh.) So, starting today I made a list of things which must get done this week. And, I have accomplished things! Not everything on my to do list, but it's a good start. The hardest thing for me is just to get started. Once I do start I'll usually keep going, which is what I did today. Not soon enough, but I'm still satisfied. Go me!

Sail! I thought of you the other day - I was on my lunchtime walk and ended up near the Navy Memorial!

Aimee, sorry your ex boss sucks.

Aimée, I'm sorry your ex-boss lacks the grace and the balls to pick up the damn phone and say, "I got your request, and I can/can't do something for you." Coward!

Tonight we're going to a seder and all I really want to do is curl up on the couch in my indoor pants and not talk to anyone. Aren't you all glad I won't be your dinner guest tonight? Perhaps my mood will improve with the application of wine.

I hear you, Sparky. Hope the wine helps.

We're going to a seder tomorrow; tonight we seder at home. Which means eating on the floor because we don't have chairs that you can put a cushion and/or recline in. Which means I have to vacuum. Which means decluttering the living room. Which I am only about halfway done with. My beloved clutter that I have been amassing for months, I'll miss you!

And I get to try the matzoh ball recipe Ginger linked to the other day. I'm very excited about that. In fact, I got out my pressure cooker thinking I would turn a chicken carcass into homemade broth real quick and have fully from scratch soup, but I came to my senses pretty quickly. Making the matzoh balls and charoset and some sort of side dish and acquiring parsley and dishwasher detergent (unrelatedly, we juts happen to be out) will occupy me quite enough.

But at least I can wear indoor pants and I don't have to talk to anyone but DH.

In conclusion, thwappp to Aimee's ex-boss.