A few things that are irritating me today

I hate being an authorized user. We have a couple of credit cards where I am an authorized user. So of course no one lets me make any sort of changes. My hubby does not handle anything financial or medical or bills or anything. I do it all. I track interest rates, I make sure we put money in savings, etc. So when I need to call to change the address or something that I am unable to do online, no one lets me since I am just the authorized user. That blows. Seriously. If I know every detail of the account and every detail of personal information, and I am the one that pays the damn bill. Let me update the address. Come on folks. I mean REALLY!

And waiting. I hate it. Especially if I've made an appointment, and even more so if that appointment was made three months ago. You've had three months notice that we are bringing my baby in today at 1:30 for a check up. Well hubby got the day off work and took the baby. Just called and said they are running late and it will be at least an hour. WHAT!?! It's hard to keep yourself entertained in a waiting room for an hour. Try it with a very inquisitive 15 month old that is missing his much needed afternoon nap. It blows. I know this because it blew three months ago when I waited for over an hour with a one year old that was missing a nap. When the baby was a week old, we went in for our week check up and waited.... 2 and a half hours!
I nurse my babies and am fine with that, however there were other little kids waiting and I didn't want to put other parents in an awkward position of explaining what I was doing. Finally they moved us in another room where I could nurse.
YES I am changing pediatricians. Yes I should have changed long ago. Usually I don't put up with that shit at all.
The kicker is they have started CHARGING for medical records. 25 freaking dollars for them. So I have two kids. These people are sadly mistaken if they think I will pay them $50 for medical records of my kids. Made at visits that my insurance and co-pay already paid them for. And if they give me any shit, I guess I could send them a bill for the dozen or so hours I've wasted sitting in their waiting room.
My last job billed my time at about $100 an hour. So it seems they will actually owe me a chunk of change.

Girls' Weekend a Bust

Girls' Weekend did not go as planned. First, Mandaray backed out due to a wedding or somesuch (nice excuse) and then there were two.
Then getting knocked up threw a kink in the girls' weekend. We had plans to drive up Friday, check into the hotel, get a little liquored, go to bed, sleep in, have a spa afternoon, eat a nice lunch, take a nap, go out to dinner, get liquored up again, and stay up talking and laughing. Well pregos can't do all that. So we changed it to driving up Saturday, having a spa afternoon, checking into the hotel, taking a nap, going out to dinner, staying up laughing, etc. Well the spa was closed that weekend. So now what?
We decided to forego Weston altogether and have a spa day here in town. After calling all over the place we found a salon that could fit us both in for haircuts, manicures, pedicures, facials, and massages. We would be seated next to each other for all services except the facials and massages. It was going to be great.
We met for a so so lunch and headed over. Things went downhill from there. I got in for my haircut, Ashley had to wait. Then she got started on hers and I was onto my manicure. We were at the manicure tables together for about 5 minutes, then I was off to my pedicure. Her manicure was finally done and I was off to my facial (which by the way was the best part) while she had a massage. Then she had a facial while I had a massage. Then I sat next to her while she got a pedicure. And last but not least, I got a second haircut since the she mullet I received earlier wasn't doing it for me. So I had two really bad haircuts and no time with my friend.
And the greatest part was.... they offered Ashley 20% off for her inconvenience. Me? They offered nothing.
When it was time to check out the manager told me to walk away while she asked Ashley something. Turned out she offered her 20% off or 10% off for each of us. Ashley being the kind soul that she is told her to give us both the 10% off which she did.
Uh wait... why do they feel Ashley was put out but not me? And why in the hell wouldn't we both get 20% off?
Girls' Weekend, scratch that, Girls' Day 2006 blew.
Here's hoping the next one works out a little better.