23 May 2008

Is it wrong to drink on my lunch hour?

Monday I didn't go to work, because I was tying up all of the loose ends that go with debilitating accidents.  Loose ends like picking up x-rays and renting rental cars, for instance.
On Monday, I left Gabe and my mom and all of my stuff at Taqueria Vallarta while I went to get a prior authorization from my doctor.  Because HMO's don't frustrate anyone, ever, at all.  Well my mom had to leave, so she put all my stuff in my diaper bag.  All my stuff including my OPEN COFFEE CUP.  Not surprisingly, my cell phone and my morning java did not get along, meaning that in addition to having no car and feeling crappy about the state of the world, I now had no phone as well.  Which is super.  
There's only one store in the county that sells T-Mobile phones.  Once again, God actually came down from the sky and forced me to get a pink one.  I'm not kidding.  It was the only phone under $100 that I could get, and it was $30.  Unfortunately, for the 28th time in 6 weeks, or however long it's been, I don't have any phone numbers.  Although it has been an interesting social experiment.  The only numbers I have are of people who've called me.  They get extra amounts of love.
Sometime whilst God was busy making sure that I sport the color pink in as many venues as possible, he also decided that in a single seven day period, I should really lose my car, my foot, and then worry about losing my father and my childhood home.  The ranch isn't in the DIRECT path of the Summit Fire.  But it's awfully close.  And my dad is protecting his avocado trees.  Also, just, you know, while we're at it or whatever, this should be the same seven day period that I move.  And that I transition Gabey into underpants.  It would be totally awesome if all of those things happened in one week.  Oh and I should get my period too.  And gas should cost more than $4 a gallon.  And my stimulus check which is actually my stimulus direct deposit should NEVER APPEAR even though everyone else has gotten theirs.  And maybe he'll send some harpies down to pluck out my eyeballs.  Just in case, you know, maybe I didn't get the point?


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  1. I can't believe you got into an accident! Are you okay?

  2. You WILL make it through all this! You know that every crappy thing that can happen to you will happen all at once. The worst is over. Now heal and get better! I will keep you and your father in my prayers.

  3. It is never wrong to drink on your lunch hour. Unless you are driving, or a neurosurgeon, I suppose.