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Last Sunday after we went to church with my parents, my brother joined us for lunch at Perkins. That afternoon I took Casey's cell phone to the T-Mobile store because the internet hadn't been working for a long time. But as soon as I got there I realized she had it password protected and I couldn't ask her what the password was because I had her phone (she was home doing homework). So the guy couldn't even look at it. But he did say it's better to just call tech support anyway, and while I was there he looked at our plan and determined I was paying too much, so he changed it to one that is $30 a month cheaper and basically has all the same stuff. So yay for that. He also said that maybe changing the plan would somehow make the internet kick back in. So we decided to give it another day and then call tech support if the internet didn't kick in by then.
Monday was Halloween, and I wore my fallen angel costume to work. Sharon was the only other one dressed up in the department, as per usual (she was a witch). Actually, I only saw one other person dressed up period that day - a girl working in the wardrobe building wearing a Ghost-busters outfit. For employees of a major theme park, we sure aren't a lot of fun. Of course, I mainly only see Finance people, and, you know, they are FINANCE people. So yeah.
That evening I attended a meeting at Casey's school (on Halloween. I KNOW, right? Dumb) about the band trip to Indianapolis in the spring (yes, that will be her 2nd time there within the next year, since we're going with the church in a couple of weeks). She was technically supposed to attend as well, but she was trying to get some people together to go trick or treating with (never happened).
When I wasn't at that meeting or answering the door to trick or treaters (which was a pain because Willow would freak and we'd have to stick her in the bathroom or something so we could open the door without her eating the small children), I was on the phone with T-Mobile about Casey's phone, which at that point didn't just not have internet, it didn't work at all. It was saying the storage card wasn't functioning properly or something, so they had me do a master reset, which deletes everything from the phone, and even then it wouldn't work (said the memory was full, which is hilarious since the phone had just been completely emptied of everything), so they decided to send her a new phone, which thankfully was covered under warranty. For the few days it took to arrive, she used one of my parents' old ones. But now she's all set... the new phone even has working internet.
Tuesday's band practice ended earlier than usual, at 6 (it's usually 8:30), which was good because we supposedly had to go to a meeting at the church about the mission trip she's going on in June. But that was apparently a misprint, because we got there and there was no meeting. Not the first time that's happened. Erg.
Wednesday we were supposed to go to that show I'd won tickets for, but when I got home from work, she begged me to let her go to youth group instead. I said no at first, since she was giving me no notice to find someone else to go to the show with me, but she was so SAD. Youth group is like therapy for her, and she'd been having a bad week and said she REALLY needed to go. How could I look at that sad face and then force her to go to a show with me? So I called and luckily they let me change the tickets for the next night instead.
So Thursday we did go to the show, and it was fabulous. It's called Altar Boyz, and it's a musical comedy. The cast was just amazing. We both loved it. I'd really like to see it again, actually. I know the guy that plays piano for the show and sometimes he gets comps, so I'm going to watch for that and maybe go again and take other people that I think would love it too.
Friday I had to go see my allergist for a useless appointment. I'd noticed my asthma inhaler had expired, so I called to get a new one and they said he wouldn't write a prescription unless I came in. So I went, and the copay was $40, which is total BS. It used to be $25 but has recently gone up. Actually, I checked later and it should be $35, which is still nuts. I don't know, maybe I owed $5 from a previous balance or something. Bla. So I finally got my prescription and when I got the email from Walgreens that said my inhaler was ready, it said it would be $50. For ONE INHALER. That I will almost never use. I am hoping it's a misprint or something because I don't remember them being nearly that expensive. I haven't picked it up yet. I guess I'll find out then if that insane price is correct. It's going to have to wait until my next check. Hope I don't die of an asthma attack before then.
That evening after work I went to Cigarz with Amy, Sonya, Carlos, Carmen, Jean, her friend Jenn, and we were joined by random groups of other people (Sonya and Carlos are regulars and know a lot of other regulars). We had a great time with some heavily discounted drinks (Universal employees can get beer there for $1.50) and a little bit of juvenile behavior.
Saturday I took Willow back to the vet because her skin infection never seemed to go away from the last time, or it at least returned. $134 later, I have anti-biotics and steroids (and continue to give her benedryl) and a new addition, one of those cones to keep her from chewing on a particularly bad spot that will end up having to be removed if it doesn't get a chance to heal properly (which will of course cost a small fortune). She's pretty pitiful in that cone, but she doesn't fight it too much, and I only use it when I'm not here to watch her.
That evening my parents picked me up and we had dinner at Hamburger Mary's because my dad, the only one in the family that had never been, had been wanting to try their famous burgers. He was impressed. They are quite good. And then we went to the Citrus Bowl to watch Casey's marching band perform at a competition (I'd barely seen her all weekend... she was playing at an away football game Friday and got home after I was asleep, and then got up Saturday right before I left for the vet and my mom took her to the school so she could head to the comp). They did really great. She doesn't know if they placed yet.
We left right after her school performed, and there were still a few hours left of the competition. I hung out at home until around 11:00, when I got a call from her phone, but it was one of her friends, asking me to come pick her up because she wasn't feeling well and didn't want to talk. I could hear her crying in the background, so I ran out of the house, freaking out about what could possibly be wrong that she'd be that upset. A terrible stomach ache or something? No, it was more of a heartache. Her boyfriend had dumped her right as they were leaving to go home from the band comp. She was absolutely hysterical when I picked her up. Poor kid could barely choke out that he'd broken up with her, and couldn't talk more than that because of all the sobbing. When we got home she went right to her room. I tried to talk to her later after she'd calmed down a bit, but she just wanted to be alone.
This morning I tried to get her up for church, but she was still moping and really didn't want to go anywhere. I told her I'd go without her, but we did have other things to do later and she wasn't doing herself any favors by sitting around being sad all day. So I joined my parents for church and Cracker Barrel, and then went home and had her get up and get ready for our Girl Scout meeting, which just happened to be at my parents' house. Each mom takes turns being the host of the meetings, and when it was my turn I asked if we could meet there because their house is much bigger and they don't have a crazy dog.
Well, between that and the meeting we had at the church later for the National Catholic Youth Conference trip (in 1 1/2 weeks!), her spirits were lifted significantly. I suspected they would be.... she just needed to get out of the house and be around her friends. She finally opened up and talked to me about the break up. He'd pretty much blurted it out as she was leaving and didn't really provide any reasons, although other friends are telling her he simply doesn't feel the same about her as he used to (which is crazy... this kid chased her for like a year and was a total puppy dog. The thrill of the chase, huh? Jerk). They are supposed to talk more tomorrow at school. Also, today they decided that instead of fully breaking up, they'd take a week off and see how it goes. To me that just means "we should break up but that's hard, so let's do it slowly." But who knows? I know she's only 15 and the odds of him being "the one" are incredibly small, but even I could see that he was very special to her, and they had a real bond, so I am genuinely surprised to see them having trouble after only a few months of dating. Oh well, she'll get over it. I told her that, unfortunately, this will likely not be the last time she gets her heart broken, and it's part of life, but sometimes it's worth it for that time you did get to have that special bond with someone.
P.S. How awesome is that new show Once Upon a Time? WE LOVE IT. If you aren't watching it, you must start immediately!!!
P.S.S. Just finished reading the book Toys. It was really interesting. James Patterson is fast becoming one of my favorite authors. I actually enjoyed Now You See Her even more, but this one was great too.
Monday was Halloween, and I wore my fallen angel costume to work. Sharon was the only other one dressed up in the department, as per usual (she was a witch). Actually, I only saw one other person dressed up period that day - a girl working in the wardrobe building wearing a Ghost-busters outfit. For employees of a major theme park, we sure aren't a lot of fun. Of course, I mainly only see Finance people, and, you know, they are FINANCE people. So yeah.
That evening I attended a meeting at Casey's school (on Halloween. I KNOW, right? Dumb) about the band trip to Indianapolis in the spring (yes, that will be her 2nd time there within the next year, since we're going with the church in a couple of weeks). She was technically supposed to attend as well, but she was trying to get some people together to go trick or treating with (never happened).
When I wasn't at that meeting or answering the door to trick or treaters (which was a pain because Willow would freak and we'd have to stick her in the bathroom or something so we could open the door without her eating the small children), I was on the phone with T-Mobile about Casey's phone, which at that point didn't just not have internet, it didn't work at all. It was saying the storage card wasn't functioning properly or something, so they had me do a master reset, which deletes everything from the phone, and even then it wouldn't work (said the memory was full, which is hilarious since the phone had just been completely emptied of everything), so they decided to send her a new phone, which thankfully was covered under warranty. For the few days it took to arrive, she used one of my parents' old ones. But now she's all set... the new phone even has working internet.
Tuesday's band practice ended earlier than usual, at 6 (it's usually 8:30), which was good because we supposedly had to go to a meeting at the church about the mission trip she's going on in June. But that was apparently a misprint, because we got there and there was no meeting. Not the first time that's happened. Erg.
Wednesday we were supposed to go to that show I'd won tickets for, but when I got home from work, she begged me to let her go to youth group instead. I said no at first, since she was giving me no notice to find someone else to go to the show with me, but she was so SAD. Youth group is like therapy for her, and she'd been having a bad week and said she REALLY needed to go. How could I look at that sad face and then force her to go to a show with me? So I called and luckily they let me change the tickets for the next night instead.
So Thursday we did go to the show, and it was fabulous. It's called Altar Boyz, and it's a musical comedy. The cast was just amazing. We both loved it. I'd really like to see it again, actually. I know the guy that plays piano for the show and sometimes he gets comps, so I'm going to watch for that and maybe go again and take other people that I think would love it too.
Friday I had to go see my allergist for a useless appointment. I'd noticed my asthma inhaler had expired, so I called to get a new one and they said he wouldn't write a prescription unless I came in. So I went, and the copay was $40, which is total BS. It used to be $25 but has recently gone up. Actually, I checked later and it should be $35, which is still nuts. I don't know, maybe I owed $5 from a previous balance or something. Bla. So I finally got my prescription and when I got the email from Walgreens that said my inhaler was ready, it said it would be $50. For ONE INHALER. That I will almost never use. I am hoping it's a misprint or something because I don't remember them being nearly that expensive. I haven't picked it up yet. I guess I'll find out then if that insane price is correct. It's going to have to wait until my next check. Hope I don't die of an asthma attack before then.
That evening after work I went to Cigarz with Amy, Sonya, Carlos, Carmen, Jean, her friend Jenn, and we were joined by random groups of other people (Sonya and Carlos are regulars and know a lot of other regulars). We had a great time with some heavily discounted drinks (Universal employees can get beer there for $1.50) and a little bit of juvenile behavior.
Saturday I took Willow back to the vet because her skin infection never seemed to go away from the last time, or it at least returned. $134 later, I have anti-biotics and steroids (and continue to give her benedryl) and a new addition, one of those cones to keep her from chewing on a particularly bad spot that will end up having to be removed if it doesn't get a chance to heal properly (which will of course cost a small fortune). She's pretty pitiful in that cone, but she doesn't fight it too much, and I only use it when I'm not here to watch her.
That evening my parents picked me up and we had dinner at Hamburger Mary's because my dad, the only one in the family that had never been, had been wanting to try their famous burgers. He was impressed. They are quite good. And then we went to the Citrus Bowl to watch Casey's marching band perform at a competition (I'd barely seen her all weekend... she was playing at an away football game Friday and got home after I was asleep, and then got up Saturday right before I left for the vet and my mom took her to the school so she could head to the comp). They did really great. She doesn't know if they placed yet.
We left right after her school performed, and there were still a few hours left of the competition. I hung out at home until around 11:00, when I got a call from her phone, but it was one of her friends, asking me to come pick her up because she wasn't feeling well and didn't want to talk. I could hear her crying in the background, so I ran out of the house, freaking out about what could possibly be wrong that she'd be that upset. A terrible stomach ache or something? No, it was more of a heartache. Her boyfriend had dumped her right as they were leaving to go home from the band comp. She was absolutely hysterical when I picked her up. Poor kid could barely choke out that he'd broken up with her, and couldn't talk more than that because of all the sobbing. When we got home she went right to her room. I tried to talk to her later after she'd calmed down a bit, but she just wanted to be alone.
This morning I tried to get her up for church, but she was still moping and really didn't want to go anywhere. I told her I'd go without her, but we did have other things to do later and she wasn't doing herself any favors by sitting around being sad all day. So I joined my parents for church and Cracker Barrel, and then went home and had her get up and get ready for our Girl Scout meeting, which just happened to be at my parents' house. Each mom takes turns being the host of the meetings, and when it was my turn I asked if we could meet there because their house is much bigger and they don't have a crazy dog.
Well, between that and the meeting we had at the church later for the National Catholic Youth Conference trip (in 1 1/2 weeks!), her spirits were lifted significantly. I suspected they would be.... she just needed to get out of the house and be around her friends. She finally opened up and talked to me about the break up. He'd pretty much blurted it out as she was leaving and didn't really provide any reasons, although other friends are telling her he simply doesn't feel the same about her as he used to (which is crazy... this kid chased her for like a year and was a total puppy dog. The thrill of the chase, huh? Jerk). They are supposed to talk more tomorrow at school. Also, today they decided that instead of fully breaking up, they'd take a week off and see how it goes. To me that just means "we should break up but that's hard, so let's do it slowly." But who knows? I know she's only 15 and the odds of him being "the one" are incredibly small, but even I could see that he was very special to her, and they had a real bond, so I am genuinely surprised to see them having trouble after only a few months of dating. Oh well, she'll get over it. I told her that, unfortunately, this will likely not be the last time she gets her heart broken, and it's part of life, but sometimes it's worth it for that time you did get to have that special bond with someone.
P.S. How awesome is that new show Once Upon a Time? WE LOVE IT. If you aren't watching it, you must start immediately!!!
P.S.S. Just finished reading the book Toys. It was really interesting. James Patterson is fast becoming one of my favorite authors. I actually enjoyed Now You See Her even more, but this one was great too.