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?


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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