I was talking to a young man who was mad about having to buy healthcare insurance. He was going IN! Says he hasn't been to the doctor in over three years so why should he HAVE to have insurance.
I asked him if he had insurance on his car and on his cellphone.
He said it's not the same thing.
I asked what does he think will happen if he left and got into a horrible accident in his insured car and he said he's sure he'd be taken to the emergency room.
Well...who's going to pay for that if you don't have insurance?
Him: But why does medical treatment cost so much? It shouldn't cost that much!
Me: But it does. That's not going to change while you're in the hospital having major surgery. Hopefully the doctors working on you have had the best education money can buy and they're using the best equipment money can buy and the nurses are stellar and the facility is top notch...you see where I'm going here.
Him: But that's a bit if. IF I get in an accident.
Me: Or IF you get cancer. I got cancer when I was in my early 20s. Thank God I had insurance back then or I'd certainly be dead.
Him: You had cancer?
Me: Yeah...but that's neither here nor there. If you got in a bad accident or got cancer or something else bad, the hospital social worker person would come to your room with a stack of papers and get you and your mother to fill them out so you can get some government assistance to help pay for your hospital bills. And you know who pays for that? Me. That guy over there. Probably that woman. Your teacher from grade school. Your mom who has worked her entire life. We pay for that with our taxes and honestly...we're sick of it. So...pay your own way and then your bitching about what the government makes you do might get more than an eyeroll from us. You probably pay more per month for your phone than you'd have to pay for insurance so I'm not even trying to hear it. Shit.
The deadline is today and I'm certain that young man didn't sign up. Do YOU know anyone mad about having to get insurance? Do you agree with them? If you don't have insurance...what's your plan in the event of an emergency?
I love good eating. I seriously do. On the top of my good eating list is a good, colorful and flavorful salad. Like...my salads be EPIC! People actually have salads here and ask me for the salad recipe. I'm like...honestly...I just threw together what I knew I liked and would taste good.
But now salad dressings that I can eat are hard to come by. My FAVORITE salad dressing isn't gluten-free so I had to make my own version of it:
Truth be told however...sometimes I'm just not in the mood for all of that. LOL!
I was in Whole Foods one day last week and a woman was sauteing fresh veggies with this sauce: Tessamae's Soy Ginger
After assuring me it was gluten-free, I tried some. And then I bought some. And the same veggies she was using. And I went home. And I was in SAUCE.HEAVEN!
And now...I own three different ones and shall be adding to that I'm sure.
I hate it when a man is uncomfortable with a woman, who is making a valid point in a calm and rational way, and tells her to calm down or take it down. She wasn't yelling. She wasn't throwing things. She was simply speaking her mind and disagreeing with the way they were reporting the "news."
My husband told me to "settle down" once and I lost it.
I don't normally have skin issues with my face unless something is out of whack big time. This winter was wreaking havoc and I had a couple of dry patches which freaked me out. I found my fingers constantly reaching for the patches and rubbing them. Like...I was unconsciously so curious about the touch and feel of them. I'd tried some new moisturizers that other friends shared they were using and something in them was far too strong for my skin and it got irritated.
I went in for a consultation for a facial and got far more information than I thought I needed and samples of VERY expensive products which smelled nice. Since I'm all weirded out about new stuff...I went to check out reviews and whatnot of the fancy, smancy products which would cost me about $260 to purchase.
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE THIS WEBSITE! I used the review search tool: Search Reviews
The super expensive products I was researching got a 'poor' review. Why? Because of the cost. Basically...I could get the same benefits from products FAR.LESS.EXPENSIVE. One of the brands suggested was CeraVe.
Shelly: That's what I use. My dermatologist told me to use it.
SIP: *BLINK* So um...erra...you been holding out on me?
Shelly: You ain't ask heffa!
SIP: (Note to self...cut her deep and for true next time.)
You said yourself...you forgave him once and here you are again. I didn't say much because well...I don't think you wanted me to say anything. So I just listened.
I just watched this video on VH1 Soul and the whole montage of Aretha's man taking the other woman and her kids out was just so jacked up...I thought of you. The words were more powerful than anything I could have ever said to you. So well...maybe give it a listen. Or not. Maybe you feel this way. Or you don't. Maybe you're tired. Or you're not.
Maybe your heart knows you can't be happy in this situation but maybe you keep letting your brain add up pros which aren't really pros at all.
Maybe...just maybe everyone who knows already knows that you're not going to do anything to change anything so they just wish you the best. In whatever way YOU think is best.
The Robinator both agreed that we didn't want to go out for dinner to celebrate our anniversary this year. I decided to cook us a special meal at home. I told him I'd cook whatever he wanted and he couldn't come up with one suggestion stating that it's always good so why does he have to pick something. Dude would just rather eat whatever is in front of him.
SIP: Imma remember that.
I gave him all sorts of suggestions from fancy seafood dishes to grilled lamb chops. He was like...it doesn't matter...but I don't want lobster or lamb chops.
Or shrimp. Seems like we've had a lot of shrimp lately.
Nothing with gravy.
That wild rice is good. Kinda. Maybe not.
It doesn't matter really. Whatever you decide is fine with me.
I still didn't know what I was going to make as I was roaming around the store and then...I decided on a brisket even though I knew I wasn't going to be able to marinate it overnight. I'd just told a Jewish friend the other day that I needed to buy a brisket before their Passover dinner because they buy up all the brisket and make the prices go up with supply/demand concept and whatnot. LOL! So...I found a nice 4lb brisket, rinsed it off well, seasoned it with fresh minced garlic, diced onion, fresh cracked pepper and a wee bit of cayenne pepper and put it fat side up in a shallow pan. Then...I added 2 cups of beef stock and covered it TIGHT with 'luminum ferl (aluminum foil) and let it cook without opening the oven on 350 degrees for a solid 3 hours.
Then I removed it and checked the temperature. It was at around 190 degrees which is what I was going for. Next...I sliced it and put it back in the pan making sure all the meat was covered with the au jus, covered it up again and let it go for 20 more minutes while I got the rest of the meal going.
I'm not going to tell you how good it was. I'm not going to tell you how good the house was smelling. I'm not even going to tell you about how there was some serious sopping up of au jus going on over here.
But I will tell you that I just had brisket and boiled eggs for breakfast.
And I slurped up the juice something ferocious.
When's the last time you cooked something SO.GOOD...you had some for breakfast the next morning?
You've always told your nephew that when the time comes, you'll help him buy his first car.
He just got his license.
You write him a check for $3,000 and hand it to your sister, explaining that he can only buy the car his mother approves of and once she has approved...she will guide him in buying the car.
A week later your nephew calls you enraged.
Your sister gave him her old car (probably worth about three grand) and used the $3k to put a down payment on a new car for her.
Yesterday was seriously THE.FUNNIEST.DAY I've had in a while. There were times when I laughed so hard I couldn't even talk. Who was I laughing at? Myself and my people who were laughing at me. T-Rhonda was in her office talking to me on the phone laughing so hard I just knew someone was going to pass by and close her office door. Just a mess!
As the day continued...it just got funnier and funnier. I imagined how people would react if they could just be a fly on the wall of my life with the people I love in it and I swear...I think we'd change the world for the better just by how much fun we have, how much we laugh and what we actually for real find interesting and talk about. The main culprit? My husband. He is seriously THE.FUNNIEST.MAN.ON.EARF.
And you'd also be surprised at just how many of us are nerdy as hell. Fascinated by the most interesting things, hitting up Mr. Google, sharing articles, pictures, hell...even full on scientific studies about some things. And the next minute? Something ridiculously ratchet.
In person conversations, email, messages, comments, texts, phone conversations, etc. We some funny people.
Are YOUR people funny too? Do you have more joyful interactions than not? When your people are laughing at you...can you laugh right along with them because you know good and well that ish is funny too?
If not...I sure hope so. It's healing in the best way possible. I promise.
Question...what was your LAST text message?
Mine? If a bear is on your flight, just give him some of your almonds and don't make any sudden movements.
I was sitting outside this morning and heard a sound from up top across from me. I looked up to find a mountain lion had decided to check out the view from up above. I got up slowly and backed the hell up letting myself out of the pool area quietly. When I hit the door to my building I RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN to my room and called the front desk alerting them. They were on it. I went to the gym so I could see if he was still there and he was. Chilling. Cleaning himself. On top of the thingy surrounding the pool. I'm still shaking and I may or may not need to change my underwear.
What are YOUR personal thoughts on marijuana as it relates to altering the brain negatively? Do you think it only happens when the drug is being abused? Do you think that the people who abuse it probably had issues which would have benefited from people with initials behind their name long before the marijuana abuse?
One of the letters is about a woman who moved in with her boyfriend and now the living situation has got to the point where she is calling it abuse. As the letter is printed, I do not see it as abuse but my wife does. I see it as a situation where she is in his house and he has a way of doing things and neither of them have adjusted to each other. I think she needs to sit down and talk to him about her concerns. She is stressed and probably does need to leave, though. What do you and your readers think?
My skin is already looking healthy and hydrated just from laying in the sun for a few hours. I totally missed the sun. Makes me happy, happy, soooooooooo happy! Can't WAIT to have this sun on my own deck at my own home!
On a scale of 1 - 10...how's your week been so far?
The Robinator and I were watching the very first episode of Sherlock when Sherlock Holmes gave his assessment of a dead woman's marriage based on her wedding ring. Basically he said that it hasn't been cleaned properly in a while so her marriage was quite obviously dead and that she obviously took her ring off often because the inside was all shiny.
Guiltily...I got up and looked over my wedding jewelry thinking...hmmmmm...when's the last time I took these in for a polish?
I didn't feel like making the trek all the way to the city to have them done by the jeweler they were purchased from do it for free so I hit up a close mall to find a jeweler to do them. That proved to not be easy to do. The majority of the good jewelry stores had closed up shop and the one large chain jewelry store only had someone who came in twice a week. I considered returning but then I realized that the jeweler would be in the back where I couldn't see him/her while they had my ring.
I watched a 20/20 episode about that once that made me know to never do that.
So I kept searching and found a little store waaaaaaaaay in the back that did jewelry repairs and the jeweler's workstation was where you could watch him. The name of the place was something basic as heck like...Quick Jewelry Repair. LOL! JOY!
He quoted me a price of $50 to polish them and I negotiated him down to $40. When he quickly agreed...I got mad at myself. I could have probably gotten him down to $30.
Well...needless to say...my wedding jewelry is, once again, sparkling and shiny big time. When I showed The Robinator I gave him a big hug and said...I MUST LOVE YOU AGAIN!
For some reason he didn't find the same humor I found in that. LOL!
When's the last time you got your wedding jewelry polished and cleaned properly? How much did it cost if you didn't go to your original jeweler? What jewelry stores are in the mall closest to you?
You look at your bank statement and note there has been a significant deposit you didn't make.
Do you contact the bank immediately or do you let it ride thinking the bank will figure it out and fix it soon?
Apparently, if you receive food stamps and a welfare check in Louisiana, all of your benefits are put on your Electronic Benefits Transfer (EBT) card. And well...there are businesses that don't sell food, which also accept EBT card payments.
Should companies like the lingerie store be allowed to accept EBT cards when they apply for permission? Or...should the benefit receiver be allowed to buy whatever they want to buy with, which is rightfully, their money once they've received it? Is limiting what is allowed to be purchased with cash benefits infringing on a recipients rights?
As an appetizer recently, I served these with cubes of pepper jack cheese and an assortment of olives. I simply sliced the sausages in half lengthwise and put them on a hot griddle skillet for about 5 minutes. They are already fully cooked...just needed heating.
I won't tell you they almost caused a fight cuz a hostess fighting over the last sausage is uncouth and whatnot and I try my best to be couthish.
What's your favorite appetizer to serve at dinner parties?