Monthly Archives: October 2004

Louise of the Dead

Louise of the Dead

So since I couldn’t get my brain to stop rushing around last night, it was well past 2 am when I finally got to sleep. Even though I’d been in bed since midnight. Not Amusing.

And now it’s 6:23 am and I’m stumbling around like a zombie. I blame it on whoever phoned our house at 5:50 am and only let the phone ring once so it scared me awake, but didn’t pick up on Caller ID so I can’t kill anyone. I got up then because I knew I wouldn’t have been able to get back to sleep.

Yes, my alarm was set for 6:05 am, but still. WHOEVER IT WAS MADE ME LOSE 15 PRECIOUS MINUTES OF SLEEP. If you know how much I love sleeping, you understand how this is a serious crime.

Oh well. Tonight I’ll probably be in bed by 7 pm.

Weekend Update

Weekend Update

It’s Sunday night, 8:45 pm. I am going back to school tomorrow (after a week of not being there) and I feel all this dread welling up inside me. I don’t really know why; I love my class, I really do. Well I suppose I have an idea why, but eh, I’m a big girl, I should be able to get over that.

So. I’m loving the new design that Rob put up. Loving.

We went to a potluck last night which was a lot of fun although through my horrible machinations we ended up being REALLY late– like it started at 4 and we showed up at 6. Because we went to go grocery shopping– and the traffic was horrible– and there were SO MANY PEOPLE in the store that it took us three hours. So we only got out of the store at 4:00. Then I went to cook for the potluck and ended up burning the food. So we had to go back to the store to pick up a fruit plate. Which took forever again. Just as well though since showing up in time for dessert with a main dish would have probably been silly.

But it was fun anyway, and that’s that. Now I am off to take a nice bubblebath and REEELAAAX.

I just realized that the initials for Blanket Statement are BS.

I just realized that the initials for Blanket Statement are BS.

I got another package of squares in the mail yesterday, from Molly. I don’t believe I’ve ever gotten a package from Japan before– PLUS she sent me a giftie! Seriously folks, I’m not doing this for presents (although I don’t object when people send ‘em– who doesn’t enjoy gifts?) but the fact that so many people are taking the time (and the yarn) to participate in this just ROCKS.

You can't see me

You can't see me

Today has been… a day. Discovered how my insurance kind of sucks.
See when I was in PEI, my insurance covered 80% of everything. Including glasses, including dental work, including wigs (although I didn’t need one then)– everything.
Insurance here is not quite the same. I mean, it covers 80%– but only up to a certain amount.
For example for wigs I get 80% back– for up to $400.
Let’s see. It’s recommended that you have 4 wigs per year, since they do get kind of ratty after awhile. My wigs cost between $175-$200 each. So uhm… nope, can’t get 4 per year, unless I want to pay for them– I’m paying for my insurance– I’m paying A LOT for my insurance. It should cover this stuff.
Glasses? 80% of anything up to $150, every two years.
Yeah. I don’t know. I see ads on US stations that say “Get two pair for $50!” which would be great, but that just doesn’t happen here. The cheapest set of frames that we saw today were $120. My frames alone were $150, and once we add the lenses I’m still left paying $180. Which is better than $330, yes, but I’m just not really happy with my insurance.

Luckily though, Rob’s insurance at his work kicks in for him in December– and for me, in January. For $15 a month I get coverage on 100% of everything.
DO YOU HEAR THAT, STUPID CURRENT INSURANCE????

I’m a whinypants, aren’t I?

my eyes! MY EYES!!!

my eyes! MY EYES!!!

So I had an appointment at the optometrist’s yesterday. It was interesting– I went to the same optometrist for like, 15 years, back in PEI. Since I was 7 and got my first pair of glasses. Last time I went (3 years ago) he decided that I needed progressive lenses. So for three years I’ve been going around with these friggin progressive lenses and basically only staring out the middle part. And squinting at the TV and everything.
Rob has been bugging me to go to the optometrist for months now so I decided to go and had an appointment yesterday. I loved my old eye doctor who rocked and was all kind of middle aged but had red hair and freckles and reminded me slightly of … I don’t know. Some middle aged redhaired guy. But my new eye doctor is good too. He was all confused as to why I’m wearing progressives and told me I absolutely didn’t need them– that I do have a slight outturn with my eyes (no, I don’t have any crazy wandering eyes here) but that trifocals won’t help that.
BUT THEN!!!!
Then he had to do the glaucoma test. He put this yellow dye in my eyes. IT BURNED! And IT KEPT BURNING!!! ALL NIGHT!!!
My eyes are still itchy. WHEN WILL IT END?