QOTSA

I don't blame Obamacare. The increases started way before he came along. I think right now my copays are PCP $35, specialist $45. I see mostly specialists - yearly gyn, allergist twice a year. Now that preventative is covered, I don't have to pay the gyn for my yearly, or my PCP for a physical. Luckily I don't have to pay when I get my monthly shots. $1500 deductible for my husband and I, 80%/20% coverage, $20/$50/$90 prescriptions. I'd have to look at my paperwork at the office to find my premium.

I was, until the co-pays, premiums, and percentages started going up every year. And the prescription lists are jacked up now, with their nonsensical tiers.

I guess Tony Stewart is happy he's there. Makes him seem like less of an a-hole.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vK2u4y7J58I

Not all girls. I'd have rather been playing in the creek or climbing trees. These people might be a bit wacky, but I'm all for not forcing a girl to do the stereotypical girl things, unless that's what she wants to do. I know I always resented that.

No, at least not the peons, as I was. Maybe higher ups, in DC or something.

If I recall correctly, all the HMO options (down to 2 from 4) had the same copays with the state. There are also PPO and HSA options, but they didn't seem to be the right choice for my situation. I think 13 years ago when I started this job, the prescription copays were something like $10 and $25. Now it's $20 and $50. And as I said before, it's no longer generic/brand/non-preferred.

Yeah, the "tiers" make no sense now. It used to be generic, brand, and non-preferred. Now you can have brand in tier 1, and generic in tier 3. I got samples from my allergy doctor when I was sick, and of course when I look it up, it's tier 3. Hope I don't need that one again any time soon.

As my husband would say, "Somebody put him into the wall!"

Wow. There's no way that would be enough fuel for my workouts. I had a hard time at 1400 and had to up it to 1600.

But then they can't cover her in ugly pink crap if she's a girl! /sarcasm I hate pink.

500-750 calories a day? That's not healthy. I wonder if some are not getting enough calories for their activity level. I recently had that problem (also with protein) for as much as I work out. My hair started to thin! Not good.

What one person finds deviant, another may find normal. That said, I got married at 17, before living with my husband. We will celebrate our 20th anniversary next month. I have to say, the first few years were the hardest, but mostly because we were broke. You certainly do learn a lot about someone by living with them, annoying habits and tics and all. I've learned to pick my battles.

I would be torn. My first inclination is to return it. But it doesn't sound like he had that hard a time finding it, so why didn't the heirs?

We are omnivores. We don't need animal flesh, but we can consume it. I choose not to. You choose whatever you want.

I also see the owner of the salon I go to, and I always tip her 20%.

Go to the shelter and give some attention or treats to the animals. Or, take some food, old newspapers, towels, whatever.

Here's something I always wonder about - Why do people put low profile tires and monstrous rims on trucks and muscle cars? Doesn't that defeat the purpose (hauling &%$# or hauling ass)? Seems regular tires would be better suited to either activity.

Their other brother was adopted by one of my best friends, and he is a hefty boy, too. It must be at least partially genetic. I've been isolating them to eat so they don't finish off everyone else's food.

Oh good. I'm not the only one with monsters. The one I mentioned, and his brother, were 25 lbs last year at weigh in. Hopefully they've lost some poundage this year.

I'll have to get it on video. It's almost a mix of a meow and the chattering they do when they see a bird outside or something. (I seriously need to use my camera more. Going through pics of Thea shows just few pictures I take.)

One of my cats talks in his sleep. But he ain't right.

I graduated in 92. I'll never tell.

Well, a friend of my husband's would bring his wife over, and they would go into the garage and do whatever they do in there. She seemed to expect me to sit with her and watch TV, but I had $#!& to do around the house. So I did it. And she was kind of...yeah.

Like when my sister sends me a text asking to "borrow" money. I laughed in her face (when I saw her). I now offer to take her to the grocery store or gas station. No more cash. If you lend money to friends or family, be prepared not to ever see it again.