previous: April 2012
|at the ambulatory center||2012.04.26|
|father knows best||2012.04.20|
one of the hardest working guys i’ve met in a long time told me:
my father would give me the lawn mower and say “don’t come back until you have earned at least two dollars”
wonder how that would fly in today’s “my child needs an escort to the bus stop” culture…
|didn’t see that coming||2012.04.18|
while standing at the transfer window after accepting an offer on our car at carmax, another customer said:
i’ve had a great experience and am going to tell all my friends! and i’ve got a big mouth.
we also, had a great experience. and while i don’t have a big mouth, i do have this web site.
|why johnny can’t read||2012.04.17|
ethan got in trouble for writing at school.
ok, it was in chalk…
and maybe on a school building…
and tagged with his name…
but still, we should encourage children to write.
|turn up the radio||2012.04.16|
it’s been more than five years since i’ve had a car i enjoyed driving.
on friday night i got to take a sports car on an hour and a half drive through windy mountain roads.
luckily, as much as i enjoyed the drive, it was embarrassing to stop at a light and feel pity from the next lane as the young-in pondered how my family was adjusting to my mid-life crisis.
so this itch will remain unscratched until i actually hit that mid life crisis…
me: logan, can you please take your lego tree house out of my office
logan: i left it there on purpose, i wanted you to be able to look at it and enjoy it
there is one argument that says i am a sucker for my daughter. i would contend, how could you not reward such a thoughtful little person…
|save your children||2012.04.10|
given the hunger game like ferocity my children bring to an easter egg hunt, you would think they are not only candy deprived, but haven’t been fed in weeks either.
consider yourself warned.
|nothing between me and my health care provider||2012.04.09|
my daughter needs a tonsillectomy and to have tubes put in her ears because she has almost completely lost her hearing.
she has needed this for a long time but we have deferred surgery because we wanted to be sure it wasn’t going to work itself out without intervention.
now, that we have finally made the choice to have the operation the insurance joy kicks in.
our ent physician can perform the surgery in two centers. we can’t go to the center we would like to go to because it is out of network. but while the second center is in network, they won’t guarantee that all the service providers, like the anesthesiologist, in the second center are in network.
this week the insurance company sent us a threat letter stating that we had better know all the fine print in our insurance plan or have our checkbook ready. near the top of the letter, i guess to delude themselves, they wrote:
treatment decisions are made between you and your physician or health care professional.
i guess if i’m good with paying for everything a la carte, they are correct.
of course this letter is doubly annoying because natalie has been in a months long fight with the insurance company to pay for her routine annual exam. the physician didn’t use the right code originally when submitting the claim (even thought anyone with a brain could have seen it was a routine, covered procedure). when the physician’s office resubmitted the claim as directed by the insurance company, the insurance company rejected the corrected claim as a duplicate.
i really can think of no worse way to manage health care than the system we currently have in place. and we allegedly have “good” insurance and are in good health.
|country roads, take me home||2012.04.06|
my favorite picture from the week in colorado.
my favorite because i remember when my daughter did the same thing.
my favorite because this time it wasn’t my daughter and now my kids are old enough to only complain about the tramp, not sit down and demand a return home.
my favorite because not only did we threaten to leave her behind but suggested that hungry mountain lions might be coming along shorty and she still didn’t budge.
|third time is a charm||2012.04.04|
day one in colorado, skiing in seventy degree weather.
day two in colorado, hiking in thirty degree weather.
day three in colorado, skiing in thirty degree weather with four inches of fresh powder. finally, we got the event right with the environment.