Sunday Rambling of the Last Day of March Variety

Holy blazes.  Tomorrow is April 1st!! What the what?  Somebody stop the ferris wheel.  I wanna get off.  Seriously!  Yes Meredith Grey seriously!!

I escaped my thoughts for a moment.  How you ask?  Well I realized WRiTE CLUB 2019 has begun.  Twitter parties on 4/2 and 4/11.  All the while #AtoZChallenge is happening simultaneously in part.  That fun begins tomorrow … no fooling April Fools.  No really.  Tomorrow #AtoZChallenge starts.

Story of my life.  Feast or famine.  In April, I am feasting. Nom, nom, nom! Bon Appetite!

The hunger pangs are for real y’all.  I am IF cuz if Hoda and Kathy Lee can endorse said nonsense then “who am I to disagree?” That’s a song lyric I think. “Travel the world and the seven seas, everybody’s looking for something”.  More singing in my head.  Ah!  That’s the stuff!!

No rest for the weary folks.  I shall sign off and see ya on the flip side.  Until then, wishing you many blessings.

As always, more to come.

#QQ4U – Which one?

OK folks QQ4U. Almond tequila croissant or soft serve ice cream? I am going decadent for lunch. With the Bourbon chaser perhaps. Or not … I still haven’t quite made up my mind. lol

Never mind croissant 🥐 it is!!

#SoCS for 3/30/19 ~ Dough or D’oh

Top of the mornin’ to ya!  Time once again for #SoCS.  Our fantastic hostess, the one and only Linda G Hill gives us a delightful prompt.  She says and I repeat:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “dough/d’oh.” Use one, use both, use ’em any way you like. Enjoy!

D’oh!  You don’t have to tell me twice.  D’oh I am on it!  And yes d’oh regularly in my writing because I am a d’oh kinda gal.  Face palm after face palm.  A wonder I am not concussed.  D’oh!  There I go again.

Now for dough part two.  The other dough.  For that I will make a lame attempt at acrostic.  When dough is used for pastries one gets:






Later today I will be off to see “Fiddler on the Roof” at the Majestic.  I am already gearing up for the emotions.  About this time a year ago I was talking to my dear friend Cathy.  I was going through some “stuff” and she instinctively knew and reached out.  If only I knew then, man I would have changed a few things.  In May, it will be a year since her passing.  Time waits for no one.  That is true.  Therefore I vow thay  I will be grateful, joyful and light as I go out and about.  In honor of my dear friend gone to soon. May the perpetual light shine upon her.

As always, more to come.

J-Dubs Review of “This is Me: Loving the Person You Are Today” by Chrissy Metz

Such a feel good book despite sharing the gritty real childhood she endured. What an example of gratitude. No wallowing in self pity just acceptance. Wow!

Novel idea that many have trouble sustaining. Accepting that your experiences good or bad make you who you are today has to be freeing. I felt the metaphorical weight lifting up and away <3.

I loved each y’all and southernism. I enjoyed the conversational tone. Written like one would talk bringing a genuine authenticity. Well done my friend. Well done. My commonplace book overflows.

Recommended read. 5 stars.

As always more to come.

Censorship and Freedom of Speech, Nary The Two Shall Meet

Really Dubsie? This early in the morn. You’re spouting philosophies. Well what else am I going to do but muse while I wait. And this one has been percolating for a while.

Being banned really pissed me off. I even set up a new account using my middle name and different email address trying to link my WP as a workaround. My attempts failed. And now I keep getting notices of people I may know for someone else. Well it’s me but when seeing my middle name, I forget for a split second. It’s kinda funny actually. Cecilia you may know …

I’m still at a loss how I could be banned. It wasn’t my haiku about the stealth wildlife photog because I’d been banned earlier. I’ve gotten more intel and apparently my posts regarding mental health were offensive. Or maybe it’s mental un-health. Admitting the human frailty of life. That offends. Yes it did. All the while political hate on both sides is allowed.

Not fair! But alas no one ever said life was fair. In my humble opinion, words should not be banned. Ya that’s right. Even that awful sickening hate speech. I have the option to scroll on by. If I stop to wallow with the haters, that’s on me. If I don’t like it, I shouldn’t look, comment, or otherwise react. You see reaction perpetuates the ignorance. Ignoring shuts down the commentary. But only if everyone follows suit.

Any who you can’t fight city hall. Instead I’m gonna veg out on People Magazine as I wait for B to be done. Then we’ll spend a workweek day together. That rarely happens. I’m grateful for moments like these.

As always more to come.

#1linerWeds. 03/27/19

Yay for springing Spring!!!  I was so over winter.  I left my common place book at home again.  Going to wing the one liner.  But I picked up a cool book at the library by Lin-Manual Miranda and Jonny Sun – “Gmorning, Gnight! Little Pep Talks for Me and You”  Might even have to break my rule and buy the book.  I need daily pep talks y’all.  I mean c’mon who doesn’t?!!? And the book (which I also left at home) has lots of one liner fodder.  Anyhoo, here goes nothing:

It’s a dog eat dog world and I’m wearing Milk Bone underpants. 

Norm from Cheers

To play along or to read from those who did, look here.

As always, more to come.

So, … Funny Math of the Healthcare Variety

Ugh!  I am a broken record.  I know.  But I am pissed and sad.  Truly a crisis.  And I am immune … sort of … and I feel guilty.  I am a HAVE not a have not.

Here is what went down.  Thoughts free-flowing as they come to me.

B has no steady job.  He was “off”  today.  I left for work like usual and barely into my day, he calls me.  He is easily bored or so I assumed that was why he was calling.  Tells me hey we got work again starting next Monday.  Me “oh honey, that’s good” all  while thinking I guess self employment is ebb and flow/feast or famine.  I need to chill.  I vaguely remember those three years.

B –  don’t know what I will do until then but I want you to know so you can stop worrying. Plus V is going to resubmit those two invoices and we’ll get paid. (oh yeah, that too … having to hunt down people to get paid.  I blocked that out completely).

Me – Good.  You should have your colonoscopy.  I am taking off Friday already.  You need to do this now.  You can no longer afford not to take what you get work-wise when you get it.  Your off.  I’m off.  I’ll see if they can get you in.

B – yep I know.  Okay.

And as luck would have it, Thursday is open.  Now I am taking off Thursday and Friday.  But not without going through a whirlwind first.

While filling out paperwork in online portals, I notice the patient responsibility is $2300.  WTF.  Mine from February 2018 was free.  Did the price really shoot up that much?!??  I called our carrier and sure enough no age or time limit.  A perk from my employer in negotiating costs of colonoscopies.  She compared billing codes and said B’s too is covered in full.  Insurance offered 3-way call with provider.  Fun times I tell ya.  Provider says this is medical not preventative.  Medical with a $2700 deductible, the $2300 is our responsibility.

Okay.  What the what?!?!?  this is medical … yes a medical procedure but not required due to a medical reason.  If B had it his way, he’d never go back.  He got the appointment reminder last week … for a routine exam … because it was time.  He was not seeing the doctor for symptoms that needed to be diagnosed.  All that is semantics folks.  Fucking circular illogical.  To-MAY-to. Tu-mah-to.

Anyhow, we are all squared away.  They will bill the insurance first.  On a recorded call, the insurance confirmed they will pay.  Though we are getting annoying texts that we owe provider.  Uh no, talk to Cassie.  She agreed to BILL THE INSURANCE FIRST!!

So why am I sad?  well fuck.  if I (or anyone else) needed this exam because I was sick, I’d pay out the ass – pun intended.  And while maybe preventative should be less expensive than treatment, a diagnostic test is a fucking diagnostic test.  The rate should be the SAME!!  Then if treatment is needed bill for that.  Fucking vultures preying on the weak and infirmed.

As always, more to come.