Somebody Done SUMPTHIN' Wrong...

>Looking skyward<

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And repeating... ad~nausem:

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I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

I will not swear.

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!@#* ***Like hell I won't!!!*** @#*!

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Imagine my surprise to try to login to one of my accounts at the bank... And for some silly reason I cannot get into it online?

Knowing that they have redid the entire site to cut down on the possibility of identity theft, (but still getting a weird feeling), I think "Hmmm... Maybe I will just take a ride to the bank and just find out what their little machine says"...

So I take that ride.

...After all, I will need a bit more petrol to go mow my grass (so it won't be a completely wasted trip)...

And, I can grab some milk and eggs at the mini~mart while I am at it too...

Miss Punk wants to come, seeing that I am loading up the gas container; (and she KNOWS that Burger King is right there; and maybe she will get a naked burger)!

I pull into the bank, insert my little card, push the required number of buttons... and wait and wait...

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The screen blinks.

It tells me to reinsert my card.

I do this all over again, and I wait

...and wait...

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I sit waiting to find out that as of two days ago I am worth all of:

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.85 !?!?!

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• No checking...
• No savings... (well, except for that whopping eighty~five cents)...
• No money market funds...
• No shit?!?

So, something is awfully awry. hehehe (I always wanted to use that word in a blog).

And as luck (mine) would have it, it would be Saturday today... And so, I only need to wait a mere 48 hours to find out WTF has happened at the bank...

Patience is a virtue. (I have now lost all of my virtue).

WAH!!!!!!!!!

xoxo, Me

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And why am I laughing???

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(Maybe I should have at LEAST had a dollar and eighty~five cents).

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.Damn hey, WHAT NEXT?!?!?

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Hmmm....

Breakfast is served!

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Good Saturday Morning to All;

The forecast tells me that we just might get a few drops of rain. (Unfortunately the emphasis is on the word "few" too). Better than nothing though.

And I am sure that you are all wondering about CaseyAnne... The doctor has changed her meds twice now, in as many days; trying to keep her out of the hospital for the weekend. And then next week we are hoping for the referral back down to Froedtert. She is back down to just the three shots a day now; since doubling the Octreotide made no difference at all in her pain level.

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Aw... She's SO cute!!!!

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She is to remain in telephone contact with her doctor this weekend, and to keep him filled in on everything that is going on with her. Her lipase and amylase counts are 'up' again... And so we shall take it all just one day at a time.

I did manage to get a bit of lawns cut; although the trail to the woods, (along with the campsite), has been terribly neglected... And while cutting to have decapitated a young garter snake... Oops. They might be icky, but I don't like killing them so awful either. The grass, so deep and long in places that I shall re~mow that which I have already done. It is to be upwards of that 90~degree mark again today, with like humidity. UGH. (But no, I do not wish to be shoveling snow either).

I wanted to get to those mean wasps too, but have not been awake to deal with them when I want to either. Seems as I am just SO tired all the time. Have doubled up my own little vitamins and stuff just to try to stay ahead, but even doing that doesn't seem to be working too well. (Although I do wonder how I would be feeling if I hadn't begun to double those all up)?? Hmmm... Maybe tonight then I can get to those wasps in the ground.

And I have to spray around the house too. Seems as all the little spiders are somehow making their way into the house. AND I HAD ONE CRAWLING ON MY BARE LEG!!!! That is just bad. I beat him off, and immediately Punk was to my rescue, and finished him off. She is such a dearheart that way.

And I ...am such a wuss.

Oh well, there are worse things... (Um... Aren't there)?

I hope you all have a grand weekend. And do have some fun for me too!

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Of course, you could just play "where's Waldo?" with me.

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Er... I mean "Where's Gabriel?"

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hehehe

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Have a good one!

XOXO
Anne

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