I spent over 2 hours on the phone with Dell customer service. I talked to about 10 people (seriously). All I wanted was the accidental damage warantee. I refuse NOT to have it. I have a 3.5 year old and I'm clumsy. Don't tempt fate, man. Well, too late to cancel the order because it shipped out. Well, that wouldn't have happened if the first person I talked to didn't have their head up their ass and then I kept on getting hung up on (after grossly long periods of time on hold). So, what I had to do is have them do some sort of "refusal" and what I do is refuse the order when it gets here. I also had to reorder a new ppc. So it'll be probably nearly a week before I get it now (as opposed to the next couple days). SO.. on a good note, I upped my 128mg chip to a 256mg Yeah, bad kid... oh well
OH, speaking of kids, and this one will need a visual. My son hurt himself at my brother's house Thursday. As most 3 year olds, he demanded a band-aid. Well, he returned to me on Friday with the band aid. I didn't even know about it until he was about to leave that night to his Dad's. Didn't think much of it. Well apparently his dad didn't take the band-aid off until at least Saturday, if not Sunday. Well, he calls and tells me how it doesn't look like just a scratch (a bit of an acusitory tone in his voice ) Okay, whatever. So he gets home Sunday evening and I finally look at it. OMG!! It was in the exact shape of the band-aid and looked like along the edges there were tiny little blisters. WTF!!! You can, by the way, see the original scratch. CRAZY! I say, well, lets just let it air out and see how it does. So, the next morning its worse, much worse. Its starting to ooze. I say, "Well, if by tonight its not better I'll take him to the doctor's office tomorrow." Well, by noon it is hideous and weeping like none other. Its also swelling. Can't put it off. Time to take him in. We go in. Verdict (and I had a feeling this was it)?? Marshall is allergic to band-aids. Yes, allergic to band-aids. Its the adhesive. Well, the band-aid was also on so long that that wonderful allergic reaction turned into infection. Antibiotic time. Yeah, its beautiful. And my poor baby tells me his owie hurts and is gross. *sigh*
Well, now I feel compelled to show pictures.
Here is him at the doctor's office:
And here is the festering wound (watch out its gross):
Yeah, pretty nasty.
OH, speaking of kids, and this one will need a visual. My son hurt himself at my brother's house Thursday. As most 3 year olds, he demanded a band-aid. Well, he returned to me on Friday with the band aid. I didn't even know about it until he was about to leave that night to his Dad's. Didn't think much of it. Well apparently his dad didn't take the band-aid off until at least Saturday, if not Sunday. Well, he calls and tells me how it doesn't look like just a scratch (a bit of an acusitory tone in his voice ) Okay, whatever. So he gets home Sunday evening and I finally look at it. OMG!! It was in the exact shape of the band-aid and looked like along the edges there were tiny little blisters. WTF!!! You can, by the way, see the original scratch. CRAZY! I say, well, lets just let it air out and see how it does. So, the next morning its worse, much worse. Its starting to ooze. I say, "Well, if by tonight its not better I'll take him to the doctor's office tomorrow." Well, by noon it is hideous and weeping like none other. Its also swelling. Can't put it off. Time to take him in. We go in. Verdict (and I had a feeling this was it)?? Marshall is allergic to band-aids. Yes, allergic to band-aids. Its the adhesive. Well, the band-aid was also on so long that that wonderful allergic reaction turned into infection. Antibiotic time. Yeah, its beautiful. And my poor baby tells me his owie hurts and is gross. *sigh*
Well, now I feel compelled to show pictures.
Here is him at the doctor's office:
And here is the festering wound (watch out its gross):
Yeah, pretty nasty.
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I've been too crampy today to do much. I got way more done today than yesterday. At least all my laundry is sorted. I think I'll incorporate the 3 baskets flylady tip when I get back to America.
You should see how small my washing machine is here. It's freaking nuts. I'm use to an industrial size washer. All the washers on this side of the pond are ridiculously small. I've never seen a big one over here. I think it will be soooo much easier to get my washing done when I get back.
Sounds like we had a similar childhood too. Whoa. Actually one of my main complaints of having to do housework now is the fact that as a 9 year old I was scrubbing floors and doing tons of laundry and cooking dinner almost every night for 6 people.~ After dinner was over- me or my sister would have to clean up. No one took their plates to the sink or cleaned anything off the table. My sister's two years younger than me.
So- you know that's some fuckt up shit. Did I mention I was raised on a Goat Ranch? So- we also had to take care of all the animals n shit. It would have been such a character building thing for us- had both the people taking care of us been slightly worth a shit as a parent. My step-mom sat around every single day smoking out till she couldn't do anything. Her ass was permanetly stuck to the couch. :sureal: She was pretty much oblivious to all the fucT up shit our biological father was doing to my sister and I on the side. He's a bit on the sick side. I always wondered what the fuck was so hard about breaking a sicko cycle. It's not really that hard to be a rockin parent. I wish alot of the people in this world would try giving it a shot. There'd be alot less Jeffery Dalmers of the world. Ya know?
*shrugs*
On a cheery note~ the dinner buzzer just rang. N I'm starving.
love and light~ Elle