Sunday, April 22, 2012

Press 1 for a Medic....


There was a message on our recorder last week asking John to call a specified number and follow the prompts regarding supplies for his TENs unit.

So John calls the number. I’m at the computer and I hear him on the phone. Yes. Yes. One. Yes. One Eight Nine Two Five.  No. One Eight Nine Two Five. No. One Eight Nine Two Five. NO!!! NO!!! NO!!! ONE EIGHT NINE TWO FIVE!!!!  Now he’s yelling into the phone like a crazy person.

I say, ‘honey, give me the phone. No use in you getting your blood pressure all raised’. So I respond. Yes. One Eight Nine Two Five. No. One Eight Nine Two Five.  Uh, no. One….Eight….Nine….Two….Five. NO!! It’s One Eight Nine Two Five!!!  One Eight Nine Two Five!!!
NO!!!  So now I’m yelling into the phone like a crazy person. And the stupid automated attendant still hasn’t got it.  So now I’m so aggravated I’m like a screaming banshee!  And then I look up at John and we both bust out laughing.  I mean, we’re yelling at an automated attendant.  I hang up. Gosh I miss real people.

Earth Day today! Look what I planted. 


Ok so I didn't plant Allie Oop.  But I did plant these flowers. 


The parsley was planted earlier. I love being able to go out and snip a little of this and some of that to enjoy.

Doing a little painting recently.  Here's a custom order, a little garden angel with her bee skep painted on a vintage roofing slate.



Until next time,
Hannah