Saturday, March 26, 2005

Nothing's ever easy, is it?

Just as my seething rage at my dentist subsided, I received in the mail a card from the receptionist apologizing for the other day. Enclosed was a $60 gift certificate to a shmancy restaurant across the street from my office. If she gets me the rest of the reimbursement for that one charge, I might not ditch them after all.

I didn't get into one of the two film schools to which I applied.

The husband brought those two pieces of mail directly to me in the back of the house, then he left to go to Home Depot. I ventured to the front of the house and saw the rest of the mail. There was a Pottery Barn catalog. He brought me that crap when there was a Pottery Barn catalog to be had? After all these years, does he not know me at all? What's he going to bring home for dinner, chicken livers and beef tongue?

2 Comments:

Blogger Cindy-Lou said...

I sure hope so.

11:35 AM  
Blogger Dutched Pinay on Expatriation said...

nothings ever easy for me too, last week! argh

5:37 PM  

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