How do you know if your "friends" are really FRIENDS???

This stuff has been floating through my head lately and I've decided to write it out and see if it makes any more sense on "paper" or not.

When I was a kid, I had the typical neighborhood friends.  You know the ones who are around after dinner and you could play outside until the street lights came on?  Ahh.. the good old days.. anyways... I had a few of them..a few lived up the street from me, and a few others came around when they were visiting their grandparents. 

Then there was school friends.  The ones you thought you would be friends "forever" and you wrote in each others yearbooks ( BFF with some phone number or Have a GREAT summer, see you next year..) In my case, they were just nice to me.  No one really wanted to be my friend for whatever reason, reasons I couldn't figure out at the time.  

Then there are the friends you "get" when you get married/dating whatever...When you get married you get the spouses' friends (or do you??) and once you have children WATCH OUT!!  There are the "friends" you make because your kids are friends and so on. 

Here I am, almost 40 years old and I've finally realized who my REAL FRIENDS are.  And it's not the so-called best friend I had grade school all the way through high school.  She was just "friends" because she felt sorry for me,  I don't need people like that in my life.  I hate hate hate pity parties...  

REAL friends are those who give you much needed advice, have a shoulder (or a bunch) to cry on when you need it, help you when you ask (or don't) and make your day a lot brighter by calling to say "HI". Those are the friends I need in my life..

Kelly

Update - Noodles & Co.

Now, way back on August 10th I posted this and I promptly complained about it. 

It is now the 25th of August and I got NO fricken response from them, SO I called the corporate office.  I explained to them why I was calling and what my complaint was and so on.  He finally found the original email I had sent (it got lost in inbox limbo or something) and along with my complaint sent it up to the corporate offices.

He apologized to NO end and said that this is not how we train our employees, yada yada yada.

I have NO clue what will happen now but I thought I would write a blurb about it and keep those who read my blog updated....

Ticked off beyond belief.....

I should be used to this crap by now but today it hurt more for some reason.

I went to the Target in Brookfield because 1. It's clean, and 2) it's clean.......Did I mention the Target was clean?? I also bought a rice cooker/veggie steamer on recommendation from a friend.  And it was on SALE!!! YIPPEE... I digress..........

So after that I went to Noodles and Co for lunch.  While I was sitting there, eating my lunch and realizing I had this new found freedom of sorts - I hear people next to me and behind me, talking about me.  WTF??  They were complaining to the staff at Noodles that my presence there was unappetizing because I was peeling.  Okay....I can't help it.....I was born this way....so sorry....don't look at me....:(

So I was rushed through my lunch and told that the next time I decide to come into that place, I need to wear a sweatshirt or long-sleeves.  Ummm... HELL NO!!!  I down right refuse!!!  I have every right known to man to be in that place and having lunch.  I paid for the lunch, so I should be allowed to enjoy it at a table THERE!!!!!!    I also told the people behind me and next to me that they were rude/annoying/obnoxious and so on.  I also asked them if their parents brought them up to be do damn rude. 

I know it shouldn't bother me, but it does.  I am incredibly aware of what I look like and how others look at me.  I've been this way for almost 40 years now and this skin disorder is not going away anytime soon, SO GET OVER IT PEOPLE!!!!

Some ramblings and venting AGAIN!

It's the day after President's Day and my middle child, Nathan, has been home sick for almost a week now. I finally took him to the doctor's and he couldn't come up with a diagnosis, so he is running some blood tests. Some of the results came back normal, a couple of results are a bit high and the rest haven't come in yet. So, the doctor prescribed an antibiotic for him to take and this morning he seems to feel a bit better than yesterday but not quite ready to go back to school yet. He is missing SO much school, assignments, instruction I'm not sure what to do. So we are laying low and trying to get Nathan better.

Haven't had the patience to stitch lately. Too stressed out about Nathan. If I keep stressing out, I'll make myself sick and that isn't a good thing. I have been reading off and on, so that gets my mind off the immediate problems.

DH has been working consistantly with more work for him to do, so that will keep up for a while. Nichole and Sam are doing well. They wish for no more snow and warmer days. Sam really wants to ride his bike to school so he doesn't have to leave so early. I don't blame him either. I want warmer temps and no more snow!! I'm snowed out!!

Also trying to figure out where money is going to come from to fix a leaky window in one of our bathrooms. Happens every late winter/early spring. The snow melts, icicles melt and then the water leaks into the frame of the window. We also need to fix our back fence. Looks like a tornado went through, it's just falling apart and whomever fixed it - did it WRONG!! So DH will have to put in new posts and hopefully we can use some of the panels yet, if not, then we need to obviously replace them. Sigh..... sometimes being a homeowner isn't fun.

I guess I've rambled on long enough. I'll update the blog when I know more about Nathan.

Hugs
Kelly

Annoyed!!

I stupidly (yes, one of Kelly's stupid things) signed up for some additional vision/health/dental/auto insurance that will be attached to my mortgage. I was smart and wrote down the 800 number to cancel it as soon as I got my policy. WELL, today the policy came and I promptly called to cancel it. The chicky-poo on the other end of the phone from AIG kept telling me the benefits of holding on the policy and, by that time, had asked her to cancel it 3 times. Finally I told her that I didn't care what the FANTASTIC benefits were, I told her to cancel it and I demanded it to be cancelled otherwise a supervisor would be in order. She gave me my cancellation number and hung up on me without me repeating the number. ARUGH, why do such people exist??

There's my vent, hopefully for the day.

Kelly