My badger-dog, Emma is obsessed with this little house we have in the back corner of our yard. It's a little brick house that currently contains old lawn equipment. The previous owners used it as a chicken coop. That could explain the blood splatters on the roof of the laundry room when we moved in, right?
This little house is notorious for rat infestations. We have trapped, poisoned, and shot the little suckers, but they keep returning. Emma has been barking at it, circling it, and then barking some more. Yesterday, something must have moved in there, and Emma jumped back 10 feet, then began barking some more.
I hope Stuntman can find a solution this weekend.
That's part of the trade-off with marriage, I do the dishes, and he deals with rodents.
Sounds fair to me.
Showing posts with label bastards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bastards. Show all posts
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
What's Next?!
from the AP:
How greedy and evil can people be?
Melamine can falsely elevate protein levels in foods. The most popular tests measure the protein content in a sample by measuring the nitrogen content. Since melamine is high in nitrogen, it looks like protein to these tests. The only problem is that it should be used to make countertops, not food.
First pet food, then baby formula, now candy bars, next...?
Cadbury says Chinese-made chocolate have melamineA Cadbury spokesman says preliminary results show its Chinese-made chocolates contain the industrial chemical melamine.
How greedy and evil can people be?
Melamine can falsely elevate protein levels in foods. The most popular tests measure the protein content in a sample by measuring the nitrogen content. Since melamine is high in nitrogen, it looks like protein to these tests. The only problem is that it should be used to make countertops, not food.
First pet food, then baby formula, now candy bars, next...?
Friday, May 23, 2008
whatever.
It’s still raining… and it’s cold, so my homecoming outfit may not work. It’s in the 50’s. Brrrr.
AND to top it off, my home phone doesn’t work. Thanks to Time Warner and their wonderful customer service. Remember this issue? I am still trying to resolve it. I called earlier in the week and thought that it had finally been resolved… but no, they just changed my phone number to something else and then disconnected the line a few days later.
Déjà vu from this problem last year.
What the hell is wrong with that company?!
Luckily, Stuntman was able to reach me and tell me his estimated arrival time. My cell phone does not receive calls here because I’m just below but out of sight of the towers. He left me a message.
I don't know how other units work, but there was no notification from the actual unit or FRG regarding the homecoming, just the soldier calling home to the family to notify. At the FRG meeting over a month ago, they did say it would be in late May, but that's about it.
AND to top it off, my home phone doesn’t work. Thanks to Time Warner and their wonderful customer service. Remember this issue? I am still trying to resolve it. I called earlier in the week and thought that it had finally been resolved… but no, they just changed my phone number to something else and then disconnected the line a few days later.
Déjà vu from this problem last year.
What the hell is wrong with that company?!
Luckily, Stuntman was able to reach me and tell me his estimated arrival time. My cell phone does not receive calls here because I’m just below but out of sight of the towers. He left me a message.
I don't know how other units work, but there was no notification from the actual unit or FRG regarding the homecoming, just the soldier calling home to the family to notify. At the FRG meeting over a month ago, they did say it would be in late May, but that's about it.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
No more coffee
I walk into my favorite coffee place today and walk out without buying anything.
Here's why:
This coffee place has awesome coffee, but what is even better is that in a corner of the shop is a great little play area for the kiddos. It has a train table, puzzles, games, all things my kids LOVE. I often have time in the morning between dropping off E1 at school, and dropping off E2 at school. Sometimes we go to the park, sometimes we run home and change out of our pj's and sometimes we hit the coffee place. I get a delicious cup of coffee and lounge on the cushioned bench while watching the kids play and they sometimes have a smoothie and a bagel. It's a total win-win situation.
Today, we walk in (actually E3 is running and happily screaming about the trains) and lo and behold... no play area. There are tables and chairs in place of the train table and toys. E3 is frantically looking around , under the chairs, behind the bench, everywhere, looking for the toys. He puts his little hands up, shrugs his shoulders and says "trains?"
I ask the guy behind the counter and he says "we're under new ownership, and the new owner's lawyer says the play area was too much of a liability so we removed it"
COME ON!
There were signs all over the place telling you that it is your own responsibility to watch your own kids. It's common sense, but they had the freakin' signs anyhow. Just because there are some idiot parents out there that don't watch their kids in public places, it ruins it for the rest of us. Damn it!
So I walked out, no coffee, no smoothie, E2 and E3 crying because they want to play with the now non-existent toys.
We went to the park instead. I think I have a black eye because E3 cracked me in the bridge of my nose when he was swinging. If I would have had my coffee first, it wouldn't have happened.
Maybe I'll sue.
Here's why:
This coffee place has awesome coffee, but what is even better is that in a corner of the shop is a great little play area for the kiddos. It has a train table, puzzles, games, all things my kids LOVE. I often have time in the morning between dropping off E1 at school, and dropping off E2 at school. Sometimes we go to the park, sometimes we run home and change out of our pj's and sometimes we hit the coffee place. I get a delicious cup of coffee and lounge on the cushioned bench while watching the kids play and they sometimes have a smoothie and a bagel. It's a total win-win situation.
Today, we walk in (actually E3 is running and happily screaming about the trains) and lo and behold... no play area. There are tables and chairs in place of the train table and toys. E3 is frantically looking around , under the chairs, behind the bench, everywhere, looking for the toys. He puts his little hands up, shrugs his shoulders and says "trains?"
I ask the guy behind the counter and he says "we're under new ownership, and the new owner's lawyer says the play area was too much of a liability so we removed it"
COME ON!
There were signs all over the place telling you that it is your own responsibility to watch your own kids. It's common sense, but they had the freakin' signs anyhow. Just because there are some idiot parents out there that don't watch their kids in public places, it ruins it for the rest of us. Damn it!
So I walked out, no coffee, no smoothie, E2 and E3 crying because they want to play with the now non-existent toys.
We went to the park instead. I think I have a black eye because E3 cracked me in the bridge of my nose when he was swinging. If I would have had my coffee first, it wouldn't have happened.
Maybe I'll sue.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Climbing the hill
bad case of PMS + Stuntman still gone + turning 40 tomorrow = bad combination
I really felt like kicking someone's arse today... but there was no one to kick.
so I went to the gym.
I feel much better now
I really felt like kicking someone's arse today... but there was no one to kick.
so I went to the gym.
I feel much better now
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Change of Plans
My plan today was to go to the commissary. I’ve never been. I’ve never even been on a base that has one. The nearest one is , according to Mapquest, 35 miles away. It’s through LA with unpredictable traffic. Today I had a decent 3 hours in which I could have gone. One hour there, one hour to shop and save, and one hour to return in time to pick up E1 from school.
Today, the ants had other plans for me. They have waged war, and so far they have won all the battles. Soon, their names will be on the deed to this house. I have been battling ants for a month now. “Professionals” have come out twice before today. I was able to schedule an appointment today, during my planned commissary trip, for the “professional” to battle the ants for me.
I don’t know if it’s the lack of rain in the last year, or the heat now, or what the hell the ants want in my house. They trail to the sink from whatever tiny crack they can find... hundreds of the little bastards. I told them that they are free to go to the fish pond out front, or the pool out back if they’re really thirsty, but they won’t listen.
Have I ever mentioned that I have an ant phobia? Hubby has learned not to laugh when I freak out at the sight of a lone ant in the house. I kill it and proceed to bleach anything around. I know that behind that lone ant is an entire ant armada. Until now, my method has always worked. We’ll see if today’s visit was successful. They are crafty little bastards that carry tiny little GPS’s with the coordinates of my kitchen sink programmed with turn-by-turn navigation.
Tomorrow…call the plumber…the laundry room has flooded. At least the plumber is cute.
Today, the ants had other plans for me. They have waged war, and so far they have won all the battles. Soon, their names will be on the deed to this house. I have been battling ants for a month now. “Professionals” have come out twice before today. I was able to schedule an appointment today, during my planned commissary trip, for the “professional” to battle the ants for me.
I don’t know if it’s the lack of rain in the last year, or the heat now, or what the hell the ants want in my house. They trail to the sink from whatever tiny crack they can find... hundreds of the little bastards. I told them that they are free to go to the fish pond out front, or the pool out back if they’re really thirsty, but they won’t listen.
Have I ever mentioned that I have an ant phobia? Hubby has learned not to laugh when I freak out at the sight of a lone ant in the house. I kill it and proceed to bleach anything around. I know that behind that lone ant is an entire ant armada. Until now, my method has always worked. We’ll see if today’s visit was successful. They are crafty little bastards that carry tiny little GPS’s with the coordinates of my kitchen sink programmed with turn-by-turn navigation.
Tomorrow…call the plumber…the laundry room has flooded. At least the plumber is cute.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Riddle me this
Can someone explain to me how it is possible that I can receive a phone call from Iraq today, but my next-door neighbor cannot call me because my number is “invalid’? Once again, Time Warner at it’s best.
Friday, August 17, 2007
We're sorry, the number you have dialed...
I am usually polite on the phone with customer service. I was a technical service rep at one time, I know how hard it is to deal with irate people on the phone when you had nothing to do with their problem. Well, today I lost it. I was one of those crazy people that used profanity while the lady on the line said “I’m sorry for you inconvenience” UUGGHH!
Lets just start at the beginning… The local phone/internet/cable company is going through a merger. Customer service sucks. I have no idea how a company as large as Time Warner can survive with such horrible customer service.
I have spent numerous hours on hold with them resolving issues with my cable, my internet, and now my phone. Time Warner needed to come out and switch my phone to their system. This is the 3rd scheduled appointment. The first was cancelled and rescheduled by them. The second was cancelled and rescheduled when I needed to upgrade to HD channels for my TV. (It seems as if they can only have one service call in their system at a time, so the phone appointment needed to be cancelled in order to do the HD, then rescheduled, STUPID system!)
The appointment was scheduled for between 8am and noon today. By the time I woke up this morning, fed the kids, etc., it was 7:55, so I didn’t shower in case the tech arrived. I could have used a shower. I was working until 2am and needed it to wake myself up.
At 11:30, TW called and said they were running late and would be here in an hour. At 2:30, I called them. After 30 minutes on hold, I was told they would be there soon. The tech arrived at 3:30. He was nice and professional enough. It wasn’t his fault he had terrible B.O. He’s been crawling under houses and dealing with people that hate his employer all day in 100+ degree heat.
He wasn’t able to complete his job here, something with the modem and the stupid people on the technical line. I needed to call back in the am to reschedule.
The phone was working when he was here…he was on it for 2 hours with technical service! Five minutes after he left, I picked up the phone…nothing. Tried my fax…nothing. Used my cell to call the numbers “we’re sorry, blah, blah, blah!”
So I phoned Time Warner.
I probably would not have been so upset if I had reached someone right away. Over ½ hour on hold and 3 transfers later I reach this nice lady. I have an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. I’m NOT happy about it! Isn’t there an emergency system they can use for after-hours service for someone with 3 kids waiting to hear from their husband that happens to be in a war zone! I can handle not hearing from him for a while when it’s on his end, that’s understandable. But because it’s the phone here at home, GEESH!
It would be better if my cell phone worked better in my house, it works, but barely and if you don't move, or turn your head, or breathe. So if Hubby does happen to call my cell, it won’t be much of a conversation between the static on my cell and the delay on his sat phone.
OK, enough of a rant. TW Bastards have taken enough of my time, I’m going upstairs to work, well at least no one can fax me anything else to do since I don’t have a freakin’ phone!
Lets just start at the beginning… The local phone/internet/cable company is going through a merger. Customer service sucks. I have no idea how a company as large as Time Warner can survive with such horrible customer service.
I have spent numerous hours on hold with them resolving issues with my cable, my internet, and now my phone. Time Warner needed to come out and switch my phone to their system. This is the 3rd scheduled appointment. The first was cancelled and rescheduled by them. The second was cancelled and rescheduled when I needed to upgrade to HD channels for my TV. (It seems as if they can only have one service call in their system at a time, so the phone appointment needed to be cancelled in order to do the HD, then rescheduled, STUPID system!)
The appointment was scheduled for between 8am and noon today. By the time I woke up this morning, fed the kids, etc., it was 7:55, so I didn’t shower in case the tech arrived. I could have used a shower. I was working until 2am and needed it to wake myself up.
At 11:30, TW called and said they were running late and would be here in an hour. At 2:30, I called them. After 30 minutes on hold, I was told they would be there soon. The tech arrived at 3:30. He was nice and professional enough. It wasn’t his fault he had terrible B.O. He’s been crawling under houses and dealing with people that hate his employer all day in 100+ degree heat.
He wasn’t able to complete his job here, something with the modem and the stupid people on the technical line. I needed to call back in the am to reschedule.
The phone was working when he was here…he was on it for 2 hours with technical service! Five minutes after he left, I picked up the phone…nothing. Tried my fax…nothing. Used my cell to call the numbers “we’re sorry, blah, blah, blah!”
So I phoned Time Warner.
I probably would not have been so upset if I had reached someone right away. Over ½ hour on hold and 3 transfers later I reach this nice lady. I have an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. I’m NOT happy about it! Isn’t there an emergency system they can use for after-hours service for someone with 3 kids waiting to hear from their husband that happens to be in a war zone! I can handle not hearing from him for a while when it’s on his end, that’s understandable. But because it’s the phone here at home, GEESH!
It would be better if my cell phone worked better in my house, it works, but barely and if you don't move, or turn your head, or breathe. So if Hubby does happen to call my cell, it won’t be much of a conversation between the static on my cell and the delay on his sat phone.
OK, enough of a rant. TW Bastards have taken enough of my time, I’m going upstairs to work, well at least no one can fax me anything else to do since I don’t have a freakin’ phone!
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