Our Adventures In Family

Tonight I got to enjoy some quality time with the family.  It was an excellent good time.  We went to a local town and caught the free concert on the square.  A picnic dinner, some bluegrass, and family were exactly what I needed to start off this holiday weekend.

The only downer was when a horrible nice lady asked if V was my granddaughter.  Really?  I am the one on the right.  Do I look like a Granny already?!?  I wasn’t so sure…but this demon polite lady was sure.  Hmmm.  Maybe I should exercise more or accessorize better.  Maybe I’ll just wear shorter skirts.  I’ll let you know what I decide on.

In addition to the age miscalculation I had it out with the receptionist at the vet today.  Let me preface this by saying that I managed a very busy pediatric practice.  I know that the front office is a hard place to be.  I know that people can be demanding.  I know that people never want the appointments you have and that they wait until the last minute for almost everything.  Once they have reached critical mass and the universe is about to explode they then call you to fix it, normally you receive this phone call on or just before a holiday when the rest of the world is enjoying their family.  Many of them are unthankful and not very polite.  I get that.  I, as a client of an established medical practice, take any appointment they have.  If I am more than 5 minutes late I always call and politely offer to reschedule.  I show up when I am supposed to and am very patient when they are running behind.  For heaven’s sake!  I took Ollie to the vet twice per week for two months when he had his eye issue!  I am practically related to these people!  When that issue had been resolved I took chocolate covered strawberries and an assortment of baked goods to their office as a big thank you.  I try real hard to be an exemplary patient.  All that to say:  I called today because my dog had an upset tummy for four days.  It was terrible.  I called to ask if there was anything I could do here without having to bring him in (cause I knew they were slammed!) and she said “No.  If I were you I would bring him in and you need to be here by three if you want someone to help you.”  Time check.  2:34 and I JUST laid the kid down in her crib.  Jon left work and I took the dog.  This almost happened.  I am Robin Williams in case you are wondering.

Rather than body checking the crazy friendly woman at the front desk I lost my noodle when the vet came in.  It wasn’t pretty.  I actually ugly cried about how the front desk lady was mean to me and how my house smelled awful from doggy upset tummy.  Wow.  She either got real upset with the front lady later or she simply labeled me as looney tunes and went on about her day.  Either way she might have been in the right…

Enough Debbie Downer.  The concert was a blast and ye ol’ dancing queen was in rare form.  She was one of only…one… person dancing for a long time out of the entire town square.  Not just dancing.  She was dancing front and center right up against the stage.  My sweet little groupie.   She managed to grab the hands of a few folks nearby and had some pals to shake a tail feather with by the end of things.  I think I should probably go on to bed and hope tomorrow improves  We are going to a local festival and then to fireworks.  Rest assured that I will let you guys know how it goes.  Tomorrow is my last day with the fabuloso camera so I will be sure to take lots of photos!  Night Night!