"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." Well, since that line has already been taken, maybe I can open this entry with "It was the day I got a pay raise, it was the day that omfirmed I'm an idiot."
I know what you're thinking; "What, is there a labor union for stay-at-home-moms, too?" But no, in this case that is not how I can be an idiot and still get a pay raise.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." Well, since that line has already been taken, maybe I can open this entry with "It was the day I got a pay raise, it was the day that omfirmed I'm an idiot."
I know what you're thinking; "What, is there a labor union for stay-at-home-moms, too?" But no, in this case that is not how I can be an idiot and still get a pay raise.
The pay raise actually came about as a clarification of insurance coverage which will positively affect our family's bottom line by a couple hundred dollars a month. The idiot moniker was earned when I realized that ever since January we've been paying for all of Chris's diabetic testing supplies out of pocket (that's a lot of grocery money) because the insurance company "prescription" people said it wasn't covered under their plan, which is true, but the "prescription" people didn't offer that it was Texas State law that insurance must cover said supplies under the "medical" plan. MY BAD...I should have read the fine print. But while I'm willing to take the blame for not reading our own policy, I do want to advance this invitation to you to perform your own little economic health test and see, just see, if it isn't true that you can tell the economy is BOOMING when anybody with a pulse and the ability to pen an "X" in the signature line on the job application can land a job in CUSTOMER SERVICE!
Now, what did that have to do with the title of this blog? Nothing; this does: I know God gave us immune systems, but they were not designed to be tested in the buffet line at Mr. Gatti's on Friday night. Now that's some scary stuff.