We Do Nothing Right
I can tell you that my kids health insurance, which is state mandated and provided, sucks donkey balls. They continue to deny deny deny when they have no business denying. They continue to hire morons who barely understand any language, never mind English. The continue to promise to correct mistakes that they never correct. I hate them. But we are required by law to have them, so I am stuck. They suck.
I can also tell you that the car dealership I am dealing with (Damn you Ernie Boch) is also comprised of moronic car salesmen that keep calling me with conflicting information regarding the car, which I STILL DO NOT HAVE.
Oh and I can tell you that the ART the Girls was supposed to be transferred to yesterday filled her bed the night before, and now she's getting ready to be moved to another ART which is closer, run by MGH, and probably better, but if they give away her bed tonight I am bringing her home, where she wants to be anyhow. She's ready to come home. Now I have to jump through hoops to GET her home.
So, you think I'm slightly stressed? You betcha! Plus, I have no candy. None. Did the Boy actually go out trick or treating as promised? Nope. He 'didn't feel like it' so they hung around his friend's house. This means NO candy. None. And of course everyone needs to post all those photos of their loot on their blogs, making me sadder and madder. I want candy too!
I'm hungry, I'm tired, and I'm in a crapola mood. I need cheering up. Tell me your favorite halloween story, please! Stumble It! JBlog Me