I just watched The Notebook the other day. A beautiful story about this.
Carol
Ok - The police just called back. They haven't been able to comfirm that I paid yet! I think I'd better stay dressed until this is taken care of. I don't want my mug shot in my pjs!
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I think the manager of that gas bar owes you a BIG apology!
Kathe
Thanks.....going on four months for me.....since New Year's Eve.
I feel so sad for you. I know EXACTLY how you are feeling and that knot that you get in your stomach is just miserable.
I had a terrible day at my job today and I cried....(all by myself in the bathroom. I normally work only at home, but I had so meany meetings today I had to go to the office.
It was terrible....I feel miserable right now.
ok i haven't read the entire thread so I don't know the answer to this but, has anyone recieved their final documents yet? my TA said they don't send them out until 30 days before and then he sends them out. of course he is in CA and I am in FL(don't ask) just wondering if they have even gone out yet.
Ok - The police just called back. They haven't been able to comfirm that I paid yet! I think I'd better stay dressed until this is taken care of. I don't want my mug shot in my pjs!
Ok I had a very bad day at work. I am available 2 days a week for a total of around 20 hours. Well next week is my last week of school and my manager scheduled me almost 40 hrs and 5 days without asking me. I told her I couldn't work that much and she said too bad you have to. I of coarse don't have to as that is not my availabilty. Well if I tell HR or her manager she will look for a way to get me HUGE trouble. Today she wouldn't look or talk to me.She wanted to write me up b/c I called in Monday. I haven't called in in months (I have worked her 7 years). Thanks goodness my best friend is also a manager and warned me.
I really want to get it fixed but she will punish me if I do. Our HR won't tell her but she will find out. She basically threatens us not to tell what she does to us. She tells us all the time she can fire us anytime she wants. Its getting really old so I am thinking on going over there either tomarrow or Fri and hope she doesn't see me talking to HR. Last time I talked to HR we all went as a group and she wrote the whole team up. Everyone quit but me and now all the new people are quitting too.
Thanks for letting me vent. I hope to talk to my best friend and her boyfriend (both managers) about what to do tomorrow.
I feel so sad for you. I know EXACTLY how you are feeling and that knot that you get in your stomach is just miserable.
I had a terrible day at my job today and I cried....(all by myself in the bathroom. I normally work only at home, but I had so meany meetings today I had to go to the office.
It was terrible....I feel miserable right now.
What Hotel is it?
If you don't hear from me tomorrow then check with the Canton Police dept. Who's going to post bail for me so I can go on this cruise?
If you don't hear from me tomorrow then check with the Canton Police dept. Who's going to post bail for me so I can go on this cruise?
Well, I'll certainly chip in, anyone else![]()
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Kathe
Does anyone have any money left over since paying our cruise balance?![]()
I'm sure it's because of the gas that my brain isn't what it used to be.![]()
I just watched The Notebook the other day. A beautiful story about this.
Carol
I want to play on May 13 at 2:00. I don't know where yet so please let me know if you can think of a place. Here is a list of the people I have so far:
1. taysmom
2. ragdoll
3. kulkatt
4. brewsbro
5. gaylean93
6. captain jon sparrow
7. tracyvp
8. surf2di4
9. making memories
Some of these people signed up for their DH. If anyone else wants to play or I missed anyone, please let me know. I have never been on the ship before so I have no ideas on where to have it. Please let me know. Buy-in is $25.00 for a Texas Holdem Tournament.
See if I do you any favors!![]()
Hi everyone . . .
Another night just getting home from the hospital. It was a very long day of ups and downs. Both Amy and I are absolutely exhausted and drained.
We started out with Manuel taking a serious turn for the worse. It did not look like my brother in the hospital bed when I saw him this morning at 6:50, and after calling all the family, and running to the office for just a few things, I went back to the hospital. We had a long conversation with the doctor in charge, and because of how bad his condition had become, we agreed to a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate). He kept going downhill, and the doctor told us that if he were not only 42, they would have advised the family to give up by now. He also quoted a Latin phrase to us, where there is breath there is hope, and it was in God's hands now. His blood pressure had almost bottomed, his heart rate was up, and he was once again running a fever, and bleeding.
The nurse and the doctor kept pumping fluids and blood into him, and hoping for the best. The surgeon came and cleaned the wound again and tried to find the source of bleeding.
We had resigned ourselves to losing him, and decided that it was time for his most beloved students to have the opportunity to see him and have some closure if they wanted to. Thus began a long parade of wonderful kids telling him how much they loved him and needed him. Black, white, middle class and poor, they came to give him their love.
Over these days I have heard many stories that have both surprised and comforted me. How he gave two women $100 to buy a young man suitable dress clothes for the state speech tournament. How he gave each kid at state $50 out of his own pocket to spend at the state speech tournament. How he paid for one of his poorer students Prom dresses so she could have a nice dress for the prom. And how he brought a young, shy, and friendless African American boy out of his shell to become a State Speech qualifier.
I told them all how much he loved them, and how my mom always taught us that children came first. Since he had no natural children of his own, they were his children.
Each one of them came and cried and tried to comfort him at his bedside. By afternoon, he miraculously started to turn around and his numbers all got better. When I left tonight, his blood pressure, although aided by medication, was where it should be, and while he still had a fever, his chances had improved. So I left him with hope.
I truly believe the prayers and love of those children have let him live another day. I am overwhelmed and awed by what transpired, and have greater faith in the power of human hope and love with God's grace.
Good night everyone, felt I owed you and update, one that helps me cope too.
Cruise Question......
Braids....Has anyone thought about this yet?! Both my DD's will want their hair braided and they will want to keep it in for at least a few days back at school. I have gotten it done at CC in the past, but that would be 2 weeks already that their hair would be braided. I can't decide if I get it done 2x, once on CC and once in Cabo or just once at the end of the cruise. It is so hard to take those suckers out....but they are pricey, so I want to make the best of it. Any ideas?!
John, the power of love is truly amazing! This is an incredible experience which I'm so grateful you shared with all of us. And John....you saw God today.Hi everyone . . .
Another night just getting home from the hospital. It was a very long day of ups and downs. Both Amy and I are absolutely exhausted and drained.
We started out with Manuel taking a serious turn for the worse. It did not look like my brother in the hospital bed when I saw him this morning at 6:50, and after calling all the family, and running to the office for just a few things, I went back to the hospital. We had a long conversation with the doctor in charge, and because of how bad his condition had become, we agreed to a DNR (Do Not Resuscitate). He kept going downhill, and the doctor told us that if he were not only 42, they would have advised the family to give up by now. He also quoted a Latin phrase to us, where there is breath there is hope, and it was in God's hands now. His blood pressure had almost bottomed, his heart rate was up, and he was once again running a fever, and bleeding.
The nurse and the doctor kept pumping fluids and blood into him, and hoping for the best. The surgeon came and cleaned the wound again and tried to find the source of bleeding.
We had resigned ourselves to losing him, and decided that it was time for his most beloved students to have the opportunity to see him and have some closure if they wanted to. Thus began a long parade of wonderful kids telling him how much they loved him and needed him. Black, white, middle class and poor, they came to give him their love.
Over these days I have heard many stories that have both surprised and comforted me. How he gave two women $100 to buy a young man suitable dress clothes for the state speech tournament. How he gave each kid at state $50 out of his own pocket to spend at the state speech tournament. How he paid for one of his poorer students Prom dresses so she could have a nice dress for the prom. And how he brought a young, shy, and friendless African American boy out of his shell to become a State Speech qualifier.
I told them all how much he loved them, and how my mom always taught us that children came first. Since he had no natural children of his own, they were his children.
Each one of them came and cried and tried to comfort him at his bedside. By afternoon, he miraculously started to turn around and his numbers all got better. When I left tonight, his blood pressure, although aided by medication, was where it should be, and while he still had a fever, his chances had improved. So I left him with hope.
I truly believe the prayers and love of those children have let him live another day. I am overwhelmed and awed by what transpired, and have greater faith in the power of human hope and love with God's grace.
Good night everyone, felt I owed you an update, one that helps me cope too.