$30.26 a minute.

On a grumpy note:

For a long time now, our dishwasher has been leaving a weird, white, chalky film on all our dishes. When I was explaining it to our cute 16 year old babysitter she said "oh ours did that too, and then it broke completely". In fear of a necessary large appliance purchase and lots of hand-washing I called an appliance company. The receptionist asked for a description of the problem over the phone, and then put me on the schedule. She also gave me the set price of $85 for the visit, and any parts would be additional. When the employee came out he asked me what was going on with the dishwasher. As I showed him he was looking at me nodding the whole time...like there was no need for further explanation. His response was "yeah, we see this all the time. It's actually just hard water. Almost everyone in your city, and the surrounding ones have it, there's nothing you can do except, throw a little vinegar in during the wash cycle." He opened the dishwasher, wrote down the model number and started writing up the ticket. Then I said "So 85 dollars?". He looked at me a little shameful and said "actually $90.76 with tax".

He was in my home for no more than three minutes! $30.26 a minute!!! Shouldn't that receptionist be informed that everyone in at least 3 cities has this problem ( I think she actually knew)? Shouldn't she notify the caller that it's not an appliance malfunction, but is infant the water, and recommend a 3 dollar bottle of vinegar over the phone?! How do they sleep at night?! Pure robbery in my opinion. They may be getting a letter on ethics from a very unsatisfied customer soon.

On a happy note:

Owie got a haircut. With each trim I think he looses a little bit of curl and a whole lot of his baby-ness, but he looks so "sansome"!

He's still cheering on his cougs with all his heart, in blissful ignorance of the poor season.

We hung out with our dear friends the Fentons. We don't see them nearly enough, but always pick up right where we left off. We love them, and Owen had a blast with their cute kids.

On an embarrassing note:

For about a month I had been experiencing off and on chest pain. Sometimes it would just be a little discomfort, sometimes lots of pain, in my lungs, throat, and even making me nauseous. I was positive it was respiratory, because of the shortness of breath that accompanied it. After letting my mind get a little carried away and talking myself into the fact that I definitely had come down with something like walking pneumonia, or pleurisy I decided to go to the Dr. I wasn't there because the pain was absolutely unbearable, but more because I didn't want to die in my sleep that night. One co-pay, lots of tests, 586 questions, a throat culture that made me cry. (UGH!) a "Gastrointestinal cocktail", and an hour and half of sitting on crinckly paper later, I was officially diagnosed with heart burn. EM-barrassing! I've experienced heart burn after eating spicy food, but it's nothing like this. When I had to come home and tell my husband who had taken half a day off of his busy work schedule what I had, I really wished there was a more validating name than heart burn. Lame.