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Aug 05

Posted by: Scott in: blog, caleb isaiah, me myself and i, ramblings, rants, who wants to read this?

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Ya miss me? I have been feeling rather quiet the last few days. We haven’t really been too many places, so I don’t have my usual repertoire of interesting stories.

I could tell you about blowing my lid at Belk after trying to exchange/purchase some items. And how I clearly told the lady the easiest way to do her job…to exchange the items on the receipt for a size smaller and add on the extra items, holding one item on the side to exchange with the item for which I did not have a receipt. She instead rung up all of the items together, which totaled $40 over the exchange, then tried to give me a gift card for the item that was returned without a receipt. Can someone please explain why I would want to pay $40 and then have a $8 gift card leftover?

Or I could write about Caleb giving away my sugar to the WAITRESS this weekend when eating out with my parents! That’s right he hugged our waitress and kissed her on the cheek. Flirt.

Then there was my mom’s visit. My dear mom. The one that still doesn’t comprehend no contact between her dog and our son. Why? Oh no reason other than him coming 1/4 an inch from possibly losing his eyesight in one eye. Because I don’t still get physically queasy when that flashes back in my head since I will never get rid of that image. And I certainly haven’t cried about it twice in the last month. I could go on to explain how she has rationalized an “excuse” in her head as to why it happened. Because he fell on her. No he fell beside her. And it hurt her. No at most it pulled on her collar. And she didn’t mean to react that way. No actually it was a combination of jealousy and she sensed of weakness. And he is now rightfully so afraid of dogs.

So my mom calls wanting me to ask Scott if it is okay if she puts Gilda behind a safety gate in the third bedroom. She has me risk life and limb to dodge the wasps that occupy our storage building entrance to retrieve a gate. And upon her arrival, let’s Gilda roam where ever she pleases and crap in the kitchen floor. She also downright begged that I leave Caleb with her and go to Target. Why should I? She’s obviously shown that, after Gilda attacked my child’s face, she still doesn’t understand nor respect that we do not wish for them to be in the same room together.

So if at this point you’re just feeling depressed and/or speechless, go have a look and a laugh at my finally completed 101 things!! Looka there. It only took me a year and a half to write!

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2 Responses to “insert boring title here”

    Amber
    August 6th, 2008 10:17 am

    Could she not just apply the giftcard to your purchase since she felt the need to even issue it to you in the first place?

    Did I tell you about the time I ordered a large water at McD’s?
    “M’am, we don’t have large waters here.”
    “You have large cups AND you have water right? make it happen!”
    “But there is no key on the register to ring it up.”
    “How bout this . . . give me a large water and I’ll pay for a large ice tea.”

    What did I get at the next window? TWO large ice teas!!! My brain is itching just talking about it.

    Julie
    August 6th, 2008 10:02 pm

    I can only sympathize with the dog thing. ugh!

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