Front tooth has become sensitive to cold…
I feel your pain, eenerms. Teeth - can’t live with 'em, can’t live without 'em. Well, you can live without them, but first you go through decades and decades of expensive and painful dental procedures and painful teeth period, then out they come and you get dentures. I’ve lost one so far, and it was nothing but a relief after it came out.
Thanks everyone for the links.
Disappointed 
I didn’t think they were candy with wine in them, but I had hoped that they would have yummy wine taste to them. I ordered some anyhow. My husband doesn’t like sweet…which is why he leaves my yummy white chocolate alone. If he doesn’t like them we can always take them to work and leave them in the lunch room. They will be gone post haste. (I’m still wearing braces, I can’t have chewy candy.)
Sears…let me count the ways that I hate you. My first new washer was a Kenmore because all of my used ones were and they lasted forever. I wanted a front loader so went right to Sears and paid a LOT of money for one. Lots of money is relative but I saved for a year to buy something that would let me wash blankets and comforters at home.
The delivery guys forgot or lost my hoses and refused to go back and get them and left it sitting in the laundry nook. Not a room, just a small place by the back door that wouldn’t open until the washer was pushed into place. Not only did they block the back door, they scuffed both walls while getting it into place. That was the first place I bought…I don’t care that it was a cheap trailer, it was my home and I wanted it to look nice.
When I went back to Sears (45 miles away) and complained about the hoses and damage, the CSR told me that they weren’t responsible for damage and that according to the drivers, they had connected it and that I was happy.
I was much younger then and I wanted my washer to work, so I bought new hoses and connected it, shoved it out of the way of the door and fixed the walls.
Finally, all was good and I didn’t have to go the laundry mat to wash the kitteh stuff. Hurray and happy dancing happened.
That fucking thing died a very spectacular death 2 weeks after the warranty expired. When I called to complain, I was told that it was MY fault because I didn’t buy the extended warranty.
So yeah, I don’t care if Sears is giving appliances away free on my birthday, I will never have one in my home again.
That was about 10 years ago and I still have a mad-on about it. Since then, the only reason I’ve ever stepped foot in a Sears was because were the closest door to the mall, or because I needed to use the restroom.
Do you kind of raise your chin a little and feel a little smug, walking through the department store and thinking, all you in here are suckers, I’m just passing through to take a piss or get somewhere else? Because I feel that way about Macy’s.
Honestly, if I need to pee and Sears is across the way from the public restrooms, I still go to Sears to pee. Not because there is anything wrong with the public restrooms, but just to piss on Sears.
So…do tell us about Macy’s. From what I have read in your posts, you are a very kind and forgiving sort of person. You are not the sort of person who has a meltdown because the cashier rang something up wrong.
Dish, girlfriend! I know that Macy’s must have done something horrible to make you only want to use their toilets just to cost them money.
Ah, well, I wish I had a really good story. It’s more sad than anything. My family had a long Christmas tradition of going to Marshall Field’s in downtown Chicago, to Christmas shop and have lunch and see the elaborate windows and, well, it’s ultimately a long story. I have memories of Field’s back to the 70’s. It was always Marshall Field’s even through different ownerships, until Macy’s bought it and changed it.
Many elements of the downtown Field’s are still there and always will be since the building is a registered historic landmark, but the essential “feel” has changed for the worse. The first Christmas after it changed I went anyway, hoping it would be similar enough that I could deal, but it wasn’t to be so. I started weeping while riding the escalators to the 5th floor, like a crazy person. It felt like a K-mart to me, there were extra displays of crappy toys and inexpensive merchandise, instead of the wide, clear aisles and walkways. It turned a little junky and a little cheap.
While I’ve gotten over it enough to still visit once in a while and take visitors there to see the Tiffany ceiling and Walnut Room and see the building for the landmark that it is, it’s ruined a little part of Christmas for me and I can’t stand Macy’s. I use it as a shortcut in winter since it’s a block long, and the upper floor bathrooms are clean and not crowded, so good for a pit stop.
Dang, my reason for hating Macy’s is so pedestrian after “Ruined Christmas for the entire SDT Clan.” For me, it was that my local Macy’s would put up the wrong signs on “preview day,” indicating that those towels were on sale already. I spotted the sign, and happily chose several sets of towels I’d intended to buy as soon as I could afford nice new towels, and? They’d ring up at full price. (Okay, once it was towels, once it was a new suit that I really wanted but couldn’t afford at full price, and once it was a wedding gift. But in all three cases, the staff had put up signage for the sale, not the “preview.” And who the hell needs a preview of a sale? I can see that an an antique auction, or a house auction, but not for new retail goods.)
Other Macy’s stores may have staff that pay attention to the stupid signs, but I don’t know: I haven’t been back in about a dozen years. (Not that they’re losing much money on me - I habitually shop at thrift stores. But it’s the principal of the matter.)
Oh, like I needed yet another webcomic obsession. Thanks. 
You’re welcome. I like turning people on to Digger.
If you’re anywhere near the Canadian border, they have them up there, brand name Maynard’s. Or if you know anyone in Canada who can ship you a big box of 'em, it’d be a lot cheaper than getting them sent from the UK.
Me too. I was just settling down to do some work, too. 
My brother-in-law and his partner (whom we haven’t met) flew in today from Los Angeles, and arrived at the parents’ house this afternoon. The partner has to fly back out on Monday. We assumed that there would be a family gathering tomorrow, so we cancelled plans to attend a police K9 memorial service that honored our Mojo, in addition to all of the other Georgia police K9’s who died in 2013. Tony just couldn’t have managed 10 hours in the car in a single weekend.
After hearing nothing from my mother-in-law - despite our efforts to find out what the plans are - we finally got in touch this evening. They’re planning a cookout tomorrow, followed by some local sightseeing. My mother-in-law didn’t invite us…
I really, really could cry. In fact, I’m right on the verge, for the fourth or fifth time this afternoon. Both of these things were important to us, but we prioritized the family gathering over attending the memorial service, no matter how badly we wanted to be there. And I’m pretty darned mad at my mother-in-law for being so inconsiderate: please don’t imply that we’re included in your plans if you have no intentions of including us!
Much snipping happened to keep my post short, but dang. Macy’s ruined Christmas for you. I’ll make a point of peeing in their restrooms if Sears isn’t close.
Lacunae Matata I am so sorry for you. Offers up internet hugs. I know you loved that dog, could you still make the memorial?
And, how is Tony doing? My husband just had open heart surgery, your husband went through a meat grinder so the recovery and depression and anger must be so much harder.
My rant: my car ate a library CD. I have NEVER damaged library materials before last year and now I have to pay for a second audio book. Its not the $25 I’m upset about, its that I had to do the walk of shame to tell the nice library lady that I didn’t take care of stuff that they trusted me to return.
And to add to the upset, I tried to pay for it today but they don’t take cards and I don’t often carry cash. That’s not really accurate, we carry emergency cash in all of our vehicles, but that’s just for emergencies, not for settling library bills. So tomorrow I get to do the walk of shame again.
Why wouldn’t you just pay it and then replace the emergency cash??
The memorial service was this morning. Fortunately, several people have posted photos and videos.
As for Tony, he’s recovering from his last shoulder surgery, and the ortho says that his bit will probably be over with in about six weeks. However, there’s been a lot of arthritic and degenerative changes in Tony’s back since the wreck (4 fractures,) so we’ll hear from that doctor next week. Tony’s been through a lot, and he’s had a lot of anger and depression issues, but right now the worst is the uncertainty. We don’t know that he’ll ever be physically able to go back to work as a K9 handler, he may not be able to return to law enforcement in any capacity if his back doesn’t improve. (Even sitting at a desk is too much after 30 or 45 minutes.) Even worse, it’s looking more and more likely that his county will disband their K9 unit at the start of the new fiscal year - they’ve lost two dogs of their three, and Tony and Mojo haven’t been available, so…
Sounds like you need to take your emergency cash and buy a new CD player for your car!
Because its for emergencies!!! No touching the emergency cash unless its an emergency…that’s what its there for. Paying library fines is not an emergency. And besides, I didn’t remember it was there because while having a unpaid library fine is very upsetting to me, its not really an emergency.
Well, hell. I didn’t really understand the extent of the damage Tony took. I mean, I saw the pics of the car and was amazed that he lived, I knew that he’d be a long time recovering…but to not be able to go back to the job that he lived for must be so heart breaking. If it won’t upset him, please tell him that there is an internet stranger who keeps praying for him.
As to the car CD player, this is the second time one of our vehicles has eaten a library CD. I’m never going to trust them again and will use the aux port to use a mobile CD player from now on. At least when one of them die, I can get the CD back out.
Yeah, it took the longest time to actually get a full picture of Tony’s injuries. Whatever was hurting most would subside enough for Tony to notice the next thing that really really hurt, Xrays and CAT scans and MRIs would ensue, and the next thing would be found. The final tally was:
[ul]Massive tib-fib fracture, requiring 23 plates and screws to repair, followed by MRSA and enterobacter infections, followed by a c diff infection.
Concussion
Fractured orbit
Ten facial stitches
Six broken teeth
Three broken ribs
Collapsed lung
Four fractured spinal processes
Broken pelvis
Labral tear in hip
Two torn rotator cuffs, and labral tears in both shoulders
Fractured elbow
Bruised kidney requiring blood transfusion
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I think that’s all, but I may have forgotten something. Seven surgeries, two blood transfusions, six weeks of IV antibiotics, hours and hours and hours and hours of physical therapy, eight weeks of hyperbaric chamber therapy, and the end may finally be in sight… but it may not be the finish line we hoped for.
Could he help train K9s, instead, if he can’t go back to his job?
And for the sitting, is it anywhere, or does he do better in certain chairs? I do horribly in most “ergonomic office chairs”, my back curve being deeper than the designers account for; armchairs everybody else finds supercomfortable aren’t all that for me, but ladderbacks, I can sit in those till the cows come home and feed themselves.
None of the agencies around here have their own dedicated trainers - dogs are typically obtained from a training kennel or from a military donation, and “finished” with their handlers. The only way to really make a living as a trainer would be to open a breeding and training facility of our own, and I don’t think that Tony really has the physical capability for that any more - the type of dog that does well as a police K9 is very, very driven and stubborn and needs a pretty firm hand, especially when they’re “green.” (Besides, I can just imagine our crabby neighbor’s reaction to THAT!)
So far, we’ve tried everything from all three desk chairs at home, the recliner, sofa, and easy chair, straight-back chairs, plenty of chairs in waiting rooms at the finest doctors’ offices in south Georgia, etc. So far, the most comfortable seat Tony’s found? The front seats in our SUV. (Honestly, he went out to the truck to take a nap the other day after back pain had kept him awake all night.) Even that seat is terribly uncomfortable after about 1.5 hours. We were coming back from a doctor’s appointment last week, and I had to pull over five minutes from home, because Tony absolutely had to stand up and walk around for a minute.