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Yesterday’s blog was supposed to be about Margaret and Helen‘s post “We Have A Dream.”  However, it may have been the biggest digression on record. So, I shall try to stay on-track today.

 

 

Their blog is a list of ideas that they think everyone can get behind.  Well, maybe if you throw out the extremes of both parties and definitely take Rush Limbaugh’s cookies away from him. 

 

 

I am not going to copy their list here, and if you have not read their blog, you are really missing out on a great time.  I just want to add some points of my own.

 

 

Helen wants a good, inexpensive health care system.  Margaret wants vision care included.  I want to add dental.  Since when, does the fact that you need dental work, NOT impact the rest of your health?

 

 

And, while they are at it, I want it to be run by workers and bosses who are intelligent people.  I have been fighting since January with my Healthy Indiana Insurance because they think I still have a tiny AARP policy that was terminated 12/31/07.  So they have decided they are kicking me off and I will have no more insurance in April.  I’m working on it folks.  That, and everything else.

 

Margaret and Helen say that no child should go hungry and without insurance.  I say, Amen to that.  With husband’s disability income, we have cut down on extras (and, I wish we could cut down on the DirecTv bill but we have another year and a half to go on a contract), but we do not have insurance for the 17 year old. 

 

 

Their blog covers tax on cigarettes, where Larry King belongs, religion and politics and the fact that when you call an American company, they want to speak to an American.  I think the point is also that if you are going to call a help desk, you should get someone who is fluent in your language, no matter where they are sitting. 

 

 

Now, that may not be good for the economy but let’s face it, there are very few “Just American” or any other country companies now.  It’s a global world.  Just please screen your staff to make sure you can understand them when you are not reading their lips.  I have called and not understood people who I am pretty sure are speaking English.

 

 

There is a lot else on their blog.  Some, I kind of agree with, some I totally agree with, but it is a good discussion.  I would love to be invited to Helen’s house for Thanksgiving some day.  I promise to clean my plate, not drink soda (I like water and iced tea better anyway), throw in a few dollars, carry out my trash, and not to bring pie.

By the way, Helen is admitting to being near 83 now and believe me, that lady has it all together. 

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It seems, sometimes, that the world just likes to taser us with a jolt of adrenalin.  Mine, as I have written about lately, usually comes in the mail as a highly inflated bill.  I shared some stories this week about my own personal “really high” bills, so I thought I would let you know the outcome of the latest one; the power/propane bill.

 

I never, ever, ever, in my life want to open a bill and see that I owe $1,200 ever again.  But, I have to tell you that this shows me how kind the world can be.  We phoned for energy assistance, expecting to be told, as we so often are, that we make just a smidgen too much to qualify.  At the best I would have been delighted to come out of it with $200 help for this bill.  Instead, we received a monthly stipend for the coming months and a large amount of help for this month.

 

In the lifetime of my family, father to daughters, I could count on one hand the assistance we have received.  My father’s mill was on strike once when my two daughters and I lived with my parents.  It was difficult for him to do but he applied for, and got some food stamps.  He would never have done it for just himself and my mom, but he wasn’t going to see these little girls without milk.

 

I have worked most of my life and supported my children, on my own, for much of it.  I’m not used to getting help and it was a hard thing to do.  When my husband became disabled, it was tough, even applying for reduced lunches for the boys was tough, but, it is so nice to know that there is help out there for you when times are tough.  You really feel a little less alone in the world.

 

The woman at the assistance office has referred us to another agency, and told us to call back at the end of March for their office, for assistance in upgrading this windy house.  The other night, I taped up the back door with (please don’t tell the post office) with Priority mail tape.  I could feel the wind blow through so bad from upstairs.  Of course, the dog then spent some time barking on the stairs because she thought someone, with the shape of an x on their face was trying to break in.  I had put an x on the window to warn EMT that the door was taped shut. 

 

Gee, is their assistance to get the dog glasses?

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