Sore. So sore.

But all moved in! Thanks to all who helped, we really appreciate it. We had more packed into that apartment than I thought! Now comes the unpacking part....ick.

For those that haven't heard yet, while we were at the apartment loading up the truck, the delivery guys show up to drop off the washer and drier. Yes, at the APARTMENT! They screwed up the billing address and the delivery address. "Can't you just drive another mile down the road?" "Nope, we'd have to reschedule it."

I don't have time to go into the details, but after much angst, we did get the washer and drier down into the basement and hooked up. We got our delivery fee back (since *they* were also supposed to hook it up) and we got another $50 back when we complained to Sears. They contract a company to delivery for them. Hopefully Sears can find someone else with better customer service.

I don't know what John and Carrie got for us as a house warming gift, but I know it is nice! (Inside joke.)


-- C.

Airplane security

Wow. No drinks, fluids, or gels in your carry-on luggage any more. Pretty soon they'll just make you strip down to nothing, hand you a hospital gown, and send you on your way.


Buh-bye now!
-- C.

99 Cent Paradise!

While in New York visiting friends, I walked across the street and down the block for some bagels for breakfast. Next door was a store with this sign:


I was impressed at first, thinking it was another dollar-store-type-thing. But then I read the "fine print" underneath the title.

"If you got less than a dollar, keep on walkin'! We ain't got nothing in here for you."

Isn't that just like any other store? What do they actually sell here, anyway?


-- C.