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| Adventure is my middle name...(aka "Because I don't want you to think I'm depressed" blog)
I was not depressed in darkness, but to those of you who were worried about me, thanks for the kind words. I actually had where I was at the very bottom of that black blog entry. Check again. Nephyo saw the text hidden at the very bottom...where it said I was... in a cave.
My husband and I went cave rappelling yesterday at Moaning Caverns. Go try it!!! So exciting! If you're not the adventurous type, I suppose cave rappelling isn't for you...but I'm always up for some adrenaline pumping fun. After we did the cave rappel, we went on the 1500 zip line.
 (This is not me. This is a photo from http://www.caverntours.com/zip_line_photos/index.htm) It was an exciting day. We had a blast. :D Next up is whitewater rafting in August. I've been before, but this next trip is a higher level of difficulty, so that should be exciting.
What's the most exciting thing you've ever done?
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| Yesterday, I was here:
At Moaning Caverns...rappelling down into a cave.
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| Rant on Michael's Arts and Crafts Store PolicyWhat the hell is wrong with some stores? Today, the stupidest thing happened: they wouldn't give me the price adjustment on a stupid bottle of paint. It's not about the money. It's the point of it.
To Whom It May Concern:
I am writing to express my displeasure with the recent knowledge of your price adjustment policy.
I purchased an item on a Saturday, only to learn that the same item went on sale the following day. Thus, I brought back my receipt to get the price adjustment, but the salesclerk informed me that I needed to bring the item in. I didn't see the purpose of bringing in an item I wanted to keep nor was I aware of this policy in advance. She suggested I go home to bring it back. Quite honestly, I felt the suggestion was absurd as it would take me more than 30 minutes and more money on gas than the price adjustment would have credited. I clearly had the receipt with my name printed on it (I had used a credit card).
I had told her that in the past I carried large items to get price adjustments (to other stores) and they all said, "Just bring the receipt instead of carrying all the items." When I explained this to the salesclerk, she said, "Well, Michael's is a different store," as if I was unaware where I was. She was unapologetic, bordering on rude.
The policy does not seem to strive for strong customer service. What if I had purchased 10 large floral basket arrangements at a Michael's store and they went on sale? Would I have to then reload my car and carry them back into the store to get the price adjustment?
This is not very customer friendly and I just wanted to express my disappointment of the entire situation.
Sincerely,
California_gal
What's the most stupid policy you've dealt with?
Let me know, so I can try to avoid being in that situation.
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| Boy or girl? (edited below)Ever get confused for being the opposite gender? It happens to babies a lot. With toddlers, it's less common, but it still happens. Often, people never can tell if the kid is a boy or a girl, unless there's an obvious gender defining hint, like a pink bow on a girl's head or a kid with a crew cut and a football outfit.
With my daughter, everyone knew she was a girl. All her birthday presents were clothing in PINK. She had a full head of hair and was just "all girl" from the day she was born: curly locks, pink headband, and pink outfit. Unless a parent is a sadist, it's pretty clear a kid with a pink bow is a girl. So, it was always clear with my daughter.
I've noticed that with my son...it hasn't been as clear. Even when he's wearing a "boy" outfit - sports, trucks, blue - he's sometimes been called "she" or "her": Does "she" want to pet the dog? Does "she" need a highchair? I don't usually correct strangers because they're just passing by and there's no harm done. I'll say he'll need one, but I don't make a point of anything. He's 2 and on the go; he isn't even listening since he's probably already halfway down the block. However, I have to say, I think it's pretty obvious he's a boy. Of course, I'm his mom. What do I know? I mean, sure he has long hair, but other than that?
edit: So, let's mess with the gender colors and symbols. Can you tell?
What do you think?
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| Reunions: The Update NOT
Reunions, for many, are a time to show off the person one has become. For others, it's a time to reconnect with old friends. For me, as I mentioned here, the idea of going to my high school reunion brought on feelings of anxiety and annoyance. Many commentors basically said to suck it up and go; look at what I've accomplished and who I've become. I didn't want to reconnect or show off.
I didn't go. All I really wanted was to see photos of the girls and see how people have changed. (I've never claimed I wasn't superficial.)
And I got that since a website with photos was emailed. Some of the girls looked the same. Others, well, I have no idea who they were. I pulled out the old yearbook to see if maybe I could figure it out, but really - I just can't say for sure. One girl looked like she ate a person and gained 200 pounds, so I have no idea who that was.
I know. I sound catty and insecure. The whole high school reunion brought those adolescent insecurities back to the forefront. I hated my high school and most of the girls in it. The girls I would have loved to reconnect with were "missing" and could not be found. They probably hated our school as much as I did and wanted to stay lost. The ones who went - I could go the rest of my life and not see them again and still have a meaningful life, and then some.
Some of my high school stories are straight out of a teen angst movie. I had situations that happened that I later thought, "This only happens in the movies!" Yet, they filled my life. Sure, I brought some of them upon myself, but that doesn't make the memories any easier. Relive those "good ole days"? No thanks.
And my first thought after seeing the photos? "Gawd. Walking into that room would have been like walking into a Lions' Den."
While sometimes it's great to reminisce and see people from the past, sometimes it's better to just leave things where they are. This is one of those situations for me. I'd rather keep high school in the past. A college reunion, however? Bring that on - let's party! 
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