w00t w00t booyah

Handles full - no room for coherent thought right now.

I just gave myself a 23% raise at work.

I stopped paying for the PPO plan for kid and I - the one I setup last year? The one I put into place expecting to need specialist care for kid, and then didn't?

And then moved the whole family to Jim's Kaiser plan that he gets gratis as part of his union contract?

The one that was the cost of a new car last year? Yeah, that PPO plan.

23% of my salary. Gahbum.

But that's not the stack overflow. When I advised the HR person that I'd stopped using the policy because we had Kaiser, she told me to get the enrollment date to her - because she was pretty sure if I hadn't used the PPO policy, they could get six months of the premiums back.

Half a new car, folks.

Guys, right now I'm not even looking at all of the help-me-outs right now - I can't. We've gone from peanut butter & jelly down to instant ramen in the last month, and real soon grass and weeds are going to look good. (The lights are on, the kid's in school and all's well, but there's not a lot left over.) I like being able to wiggle a bit - it's a luxury to me, having had nothing growing up until I started working at 15. Seriously - a quarter was a fortune, and I only had one if I found it in the street.

The idea of going without a PPO plan is scaring me a bit, but my rational mind is bitchslapping the other half reminding me I wasn't using it anyway and I know that if I really get into deep sauce, I can always pony up for MRM - I live in California, after all and have that option.

23%.

Even if I had paid everything out of pocket, I wouldn't have spent that.

...no, we don't need health care regulation in this country, omighad....

Eye appointment this morning? Outside of parking in the wrong place the first try, nearly painless.

Trying to replace the glasses afterward? Not so much.

Kaiser has a lovely benefit - if you're six years old. If you need more than single-vision lenses in tortieshell frames? It smarts. Not as much as it did back at WonderDoc's office on VSP, but it smarts. Enough that I don't have it in my back pocket.

So I have to wait. Probably more than one pay period.

The good news? That allowance will be a nice pair of sunglasses - first pair in nearly twenty years.

In about five weeks. In the meantime? I have what I had yesterday. And it was good enough then.

Eye appointment this morning? Outside of parking in the wrong place the first try, nearly painless.

Trying to replace the glasses afterward? Not so much.

Kaiser has a lovely benefit - if you're six years old. If you need more than single-vision lenses in tortieshell frames? It smarts. Not as much as it did back at WonderDoc's office on VSP, but it smarts. Enough that I don't have it in my back pocket.

So I have to wait. Probably more than one pay period.

The good news? That allowance will be a nice pair of sunglasses - first pair in nearly twenty years.

In about five weeks. In the meantime? I have what I had yesterday. And it was good enough then.

Well, I'll have PPO coverage until May 2010. That's the good news.

Open Enrollment here at work isn't until then, and I have to keep paying out $1,200 a month until then. That's the bad news.

Oh, well. Guess it's time to get those new glasses, etc. Maybe. (Still think Kaiser will be cheaper. Maybe.)

Two fillings up front, $250 more in debt. Yay dental insurance. (It paid about half of it.)

And I'm a total mushmouth, he numbed my entire lower jaw.

I'll take anything to cheer up right now guys.

Two fillings up front, $250 more in debt. Yay dental insurance. (It paid about half of it.)

And I'm a total mushmouth, he numbed my entire lower jaw.

I'll take anything to cheer up right now guys.

So Arlen Specter had enough, did he? Again? HAY ARLEN, NEXT TIME GO GREEN.

We'll take you. And then maybe we'll have someone running the joint who can actually get paperwork filed on time. And pay bills. And...stuffs. (In the meantime, we solitary Greens get to perfect our facepalms. Oh yes, we do.)

Any of my knitty friends ever buy yarn made by a company in North Carolina called Tuscarora? I'd never heard of them, and I'm pretty sure they won't be happy about how I did.

In a completely done deal, the EEOC is suing them for 'subjecting an employee to sexual harassment and then retaliating against her for com­plaining about it.'

A Latina factory worker in North Carolina was brutally assaulted by the plant manager after she had earlier reported his sexual harassment to officials of the yarn company that employed her, according to a federal court complaint filed by the Southern Poverty Law Center.

The complaint, part of a motion filed by the SPLC today, alleges that Tuscarora Yarns Inc. of Oakboro, N.C., failed to protect the woman, who speaks very little English, after she told superiors about unwelcome sexual advances, comments, innuendo and physical contact by the manager in 2007.

On Dec. 29, 2007, she left the factory in an ambulance following an assault by the manager.

UH, check the dates. The suit was filed on 3/30/09. That's how long it takes, guys. (Tip of the hat to reannon - I would never known anything about it.) After leaving your job in an ambulance. Keerist.

Does this mean I shouldn't be taking Rush so seriously?

Tapped motorbike yesterday - this issue NEEDS shirts like nobody's business. And you know what? I don't plan to store-sell. I'm sure the Twitter underground will do nicely. Who doesn't have a Twitter account? Me. Who has Twitter accounts? All y'all. Will let you know the particulars as soon as we get them together. (Oh and BTW? Locals - you want to make some noise, please? A little louder - nobody can HEAR YOU.)



I hates Hollywood today.

Going to Target today. For humidifiers, mayonnaise and brains.

BP? 150/100 in the office today. Yup, today was my annual physical - compounded by the fact I need to get a health certification done for Heartsent.

I'll be going back Tuesday for a TB and urinalysis - and Thursday to get four copies notarized. Ya-hoo.

(Doctor took the BP again after I'd been in the office a while. It went up from there. I may love the man - I've known him 22 years, and I can literally trust him with my life - but I don't like being in his office as a patient. It shows on the lab work.)

However, the weight is stable, albeit too high. I've gotten all the benefit I'm going to get out of the lifestyle change of moving closer to work. I've lost 15-20 lbs. I need 30 more to come off, and I don't think it's going to go without something of an argument. *sigh* I really, really don't like the gym - I get bored easily, and I've yet to meet anyone I'd want to hire as a one-on-one personal trainer. The intake people see my BP and refuse to do anything with me.

I go out with the guys at lunch for "walks" - and if you've ever seen the neighborhood I work in, you know there is no level ground. The guys search out the good hills to get a workout in, using as few blocks of time as they can spare. I know I need more exercise - I can tell by going out with them. That's only a start.

(Today? Today, before I left work, I had five projects appear out of nowhere that will have to be taken up after the holiday, got roped into testing something that Did Not Work and I had to GO NOW to get to the appointment I'd made months ago. Stress, me? Add driving the 405 N on a holiday weekend. Stir and serve with a wedge of lime. Yeah. *snerk*)

You know, I got the documentation beginning of the year. WTF. Enough already. Priority time - six months, and if we don't see improvement in the BP, we're changing meds and I'm not fond of the idea. That also includes taking the stupid BP more often - which, as you might have guessed, I don't fancy. Grr. Genetics suck. (Mom, and her mother both were hypertensive, let alone the train wreck that's my aunt. The cousins also have mentioned a number of issues - one claims NDE due to coronary. Nice, huh?)

So that was my day. Now? Now I have a cup of tea and enjoy the holiday.

BP? 150/100 in the office today. Yup, today was my annual physical - compounded by the fact I need to get a health certification done for Heartsent.

I'll be going back Tuesday for a TB and urinalysis - and Thursday to get four copies notarized. Ya-hoo.

(Doctor took the BP again after I'd been in the office a while. It went up from there. I may love the man - I've known him 22 years, and I can literally trust him with my life - but I don't like being in his office as a patient. It shows on the lab work.)

However, the weight is stable, albeit too high. I've gotten all the benefit I'm going to get out of the lifestyle change of moving closer to work. I've lost 15-20 lbs. I need 30 more to come off, and I don't think it's going to go without something of an argument. *sigh* I really, really don't like the gym - I get bored easily, and I've yet to meet anyone I'd want to hire as a one-on-one personal trainer. The intake people see my BP and refuse to do anything with me.

I go out with the guys at lunch for "walks" - and if you've ever seen the neighborhood I work in, you know there is no level ground. The guys search out the good hills to get a workout in, using as few blocks of time as they can spare. I know I need more exercise - I can tell by going out with them. That's only a start.

(Today? Today, before I left work, I had five projects appear out of nowhere that will have to be taken up after the holiday, got roped into testing something that Did Not Work and I had to GO NOW to get to the appointment I'd made months ago. Stress, me? Add driving the 405 N on a holiday weekend. Stir and serve with a wedge of lime. Yeah. *snerk*)

You know, I got the documentation beginning of the year. WTF. Enough already. Priority time - six months, and if we don't see improvement in the BP, we're changing meds and I'm not fond of the idea. That also includes taking the stupid BP more often - which, as you might have guessed, I don't fancy. Grr. Genetics suck. (Mom, and her mother both were hypertensive, let alone the train wreck that's my aunt. The cousins also have mentioned a number of issues - one claims NDE due to coronary. Nice, huh?)

So that was my day. Now? Now I have a cup of tea and enjoy the holiday.