I can't sleep. My legs are restless. I gave up and got up. Took a very hot shower hoping it would relax my muscles. I shaved my legs and did a conditioning treatment to my hair. :o)~
I have the TV on.......watching James Ellroy talk about the murder of his mother and the affect it had on his life.
He's a writer. He writes mostly fiction I think. He's an odd guy I think. But I like listening to him talk.
I have a male friend who has dropped in and out of my life for the past 30 years. James Ellroy reminds me of that friend.They're both exceptionally bright and articulate. They both had a horrible childhood.
Oh well..........just rambling.
Several years ago sons apartment was broken in to. The thief took two hand guns. Son reported the break in to the police. Both of his guns were registered. Anyway, the police contacted son a couple weeks ago to inform him they caught and prosecuted the guy.The guy was sentenced to 6 years in prison, and ordered to pay 1000 bucks restitution to son.Ha Ha! I was so happy to hear it!
The guy who lived in the apartment across the hall from son is who son always suspected. He was right.
Monday, April 29, 2013
Saturday, April 27, 2013
saturday
It was back to work today.
I rotate to a different unit in about a week. It can't come soon enough!
I rotate to a different unit in about a week. It can't come soon enough!
Friday, April 26, 2013
tired
My sisters and my mom were over for dinner this evening to celebrate my sisters 50 th birthday.
We had a great time!
Boyfriend brought flowers to me today.........just because. It was sweet! The flowers are pretty!
I'm going to bed........it's been a busy week and I'm sleepy. Good night!
WePing is tired too!
We had a great time!
I'm going to bed........it's been a busy week and I'm sleepy. Good night!
WePing is tired too!friday
So yesterday oldest son came over to go to war with the freaking Honeysuckle trees.
He must have cut down a million of them. We still have more than a dozen to cut down. We have two six foot high by 10 foot wide piles of them in my backyard...........................and that's after burning for 6 hours some of what was cut down.
We had a great bon fire. Sat around the fire for several hours talking and laughing. We roasted weenies, and marshmallows to make Smores.
It was great spending time with oldest son. That's him with his girlfriend. I like her. She's humble, funny, and nice........
The kitties had a good time playing in the cut down Honeysuckle. They're so cute!
I managed to plant all oftheflowers middle son gave to me for mybirthday..........this is just one of the flower pots.
He must have cut down a million of them. We still have more than a dozen to cut down. We have two six foot high by 10 foot wide piles of them in my backyard...........................and that's after burning for 6 hours some of what was cut down.
We had a great bon fire. Sat around the fire for several hours talking and laughing. We roasted weenies, and marshmallows to make Smores.
It was great spending time with oldest son. That's him with his girlfriend. I like her. She's humble, funny, and nice........
I managed to plant all oftheflowers middle son gave to me for mybirthday..........this is just one of the flower pots.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
thursday
We celebrated oldest sons birthday last evening.
It was fun.
I had dinner catered because I'm trying to rest my back.......wimpy as that sounds.
But when it starts hurting it hurts bad.
I have a high tolerance for pain. This back pain under my right shoulder
is like no other pain I've ever experienced. It's misery.
I'll do almost anything to avoid it.
So anyway, my little family was here last night for oldest sons birthday.
Oldest son lost his job about10 months ago. He had enough money put away to survive but I know it was stressful for him. Luckily he went back to work a few months ago. I can look at him and see the relief on his face.
He looks good. He looks healthy. He looks happy.
He's a sweetheart.
Tomorrow I'm having a 50th birthday dinner for my sister.
She requested smoked sausage, sauerkraut, and mashed potatoes. lol.........simple enough!
She's a trip.
Out spoken, witty, smart as a whip, and down right funny describes sister.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow and to having all of my sisters together.
It was fun.
I had dinner catered because I'm trying to rest my back.......wimpy as that sounds.
But when it starts hurting it hurts bad.
I have a high tolerance for pain. This back pain under my right shoulder
is like no other pain I've ever experienced. It's misery.
I'll do almost anything to avoid it.
So anyway, my little family was here last night for oldest sons birthday.
Oldest son lost his job about10 months ago. He had enough money put away to survive but I know it was stressful for him. Luckily he went back to work a few months ago. I can look at him and see the relief on his face.
He looks good. He looks healthy. He looks happy.
He's a sweetheart.
Tomorrow I'm having a 50th birthday dinner for my sister.
She requested smoked sausage, sauerkraut, and mashed potatoes. lol.........simple enough!
She's a trip.
Out spoken, witty, smart as a whip, and down right funny describes sister.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow and to having all of my sisters together.
Monday, April 22, 2013
monday
I feel like I'm shoveling a sidewalk during a blizzard most of the time while at work. :O) It sucks!
Sunday, April 21, 2013
last vacation day
I got started early in the yard.
I mowed, pulled weeds, trimmed
a few things,and swept.
I alsodidacoupleloads of laundry.
I still have one load to do.
I picked a date for my sisters 50th birthday party.
Seems everyone is headed out of town so I
had to plan the party for this Friday.
I'm going to keep it as simple as possible.
Daughter just came in the kitchen. I was putting a pizza in the oven.
She says "can I hug you?" So we hug. ( she doesn't have to ask to give me a hug. I don't know why she asked.) She holds on extra tight and says "I love you." Maybe she needed a hug. So I hugged her extra tight.
It was sweet.
I couldn't help but think something was wrong and maybe she needed to talk. She said everything was ok when I asked.
I guess everything is okay! :O)
I showered after doing the yard work.
I'm dressed for bed already! I'm going to watch a movie and eat pizza.
It's back to work tomorrow.
I mowed, pulled weeds, trimmed
a few things,and swept.
I alsodidacoupleloads of laundry.
I still have one load to do.
I picked a date for my sisters 50th birthday party.
Seems everyone is headed out of town so I
had to plan the party for this Friday.
I'm going to keep it as simple as possible.
Daughter just came in the kitchen. I was putting a pizza in the oven.
She says "can I hug you?" So we hug. ( she doesn't have to ask to give me a hug. I don't know why she asked.) She holds on extra tight and says "I love you." Maybe she needed a hug. So I hugged her extra tight.
It was sweet.
I couldn't help but think something was wrong and maybe she needed to talk. She said everything was ok when I asked.
I guess everything is okay! :O)
I showered after doing the yard work.
I'm dressed for bed already! I'm going to watch a movie and eat pizza.
It's back to work tomorrow.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
vacation
We had fun on our trip.
The highlight for me was sitting in the sand, soaking up the sun, watching and listening to the ocean.
I enjoyed the crab legs and lobster, as always.
On my birthday we walked the pavilion, had dinner on an outdoor deck that over looked the ocean, and watched an Elvis impersonator perform in a park next to the pavilion.
Daughter had it set up for Elvis to sing Happy Birthday to me.
I was caught off guard. When Elvis was talking about someone celebrating a birthday, I'd honestly forgotten it was mine.......................until he walked towards me. Then I knew I'd been set up. So Elvis takes me by the hand, walks me to the "stage"and sings to me. It was fun.
I felt sick when I heard about the events at the Boston Marathon.
It's sad.
I'm so sick of these homicidal, suicidal, cowards looking to do something"great" so that they can have 15 minutes of fame. Fucking selfish cowards!
daughter enjoying the view.
little bird eating.
pretty tree.
birthday cake from boyfriend and daughter.
temporary tattoo
a table we ate at, at an outdoor place. everyone writes their name on the tables..........including us! it was a neat little place.
just because i like them!
The highlight for me was sitting in the sand, soaking up the sun, watching and listening to the ocean.
I enjoyed the crab legs and lobster, as always.
On my birthday we walked the pavilion, had dinner on an outdoor deck that over looked the ocean, and watched an Elvis impersonator perform in a park next to the pavilion.
Daughter had it set up for Elvis to sing Happy Birthday to me.
I was caught off guard. When Elvis was talking about someone celebrating a birthday, I'd honestly forgotten it was mine.......................until he walked towards me. Then I knew I'd been set up. So Elvis takes me by the hand, walks me to the "stage"and sings to me. It was fun.
I felt sick when I heard about the events at the Boston Marathon.
It's sad.
I'm so sick of these homicidal, suicidal, cowards looking to do something"great" so that they can have 15 minutes of fame. Fucking selfish cowards!
daughter enjoying the view.
little bird eating.
pretty tree.
birthday cake from boyfriend and daughter.
temporary tattoo
a table we ate at, at an outdoor place. everyone writes their name on the tables..........including us! it was a neat little place.
just because i like them!Lucy! I'm home!
We're home!
The kitties missed us.
Mr. Bojangles didn't leave my side for the first few hours after getting home.
He slept on me last night.
WePing sat next to boyfriend all evening. It was cute.
We had a great trip. The weather was wonderful. The ocean was as beautiful as ever, and the sand was warm and soft. I fell asleep each night to a soft breeze, and the sound of the waves. ................the ocean, it's the best drug I know. :O)
The kitties missed us.
Mr. Bojangles didn't leave my side for the first few hours after getting home.
He slept on me last night.
WePing sat next to boyfriend all evening. It was cute.
We had a great trip. The weather was wonderful. The ocean was as beautiful as ever, and the sand was warm and soft. I fell asleep each night to a soft breeze, and the sound of the waves. ................the ocean, it's the best drug I know. :O)
Sunday, April 14, 2013
sunday
I worked my 13 hours today and yesterday. Now
I'm off for the next 7 days. Yay!
We're leaving for the ocean in the very early morning.
My bags are packed and sitting on the dining room table.I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve!
I'm off for the next 7 days. Yay!
We're leaving for the ocean in the very early morning.
My bags are packed and sitting on the dining room table.I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve!
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Thursday
I filed daughters taxes today, did a load of laundry, cooked dinner, and did some paper work I needed to get done.
Oldest son came over and cut the grass ..............................huge help to me and boyfriend! Boyfriend bought him lunch.
Sister a year older just left.
She stopped by to give me an early birthday present.
She bought me a cool beach bag and a beach towel for my trip. Daughter is going to be jealous because it's really super cute! lol.
Oldest son came over and cut the grass ..............................huge help to me and boyfriend! Boyfriend bought him lunch.
Sister a year older just left.
She stopped by to give me an early birthday present.
She bought me a cool beach bag and a beach towel for my trip. Daughter is going to be jealous because it's really super cute! lol.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
accountants are nuts
The first half of my day was the day from hell.
Boyfriend talked me into taking my tax stuff to the guy he uses
to file his taxes.
I'm in a time crunch to get a million things done before our trip
so felt a little relieved at the thought of having someone else do
them other than me. I've had some changes this year and I wasn't confident in my ability
to do the work correctly. So we go to boyfriends tax guy.
My first impression was that the guys office was run down and filthy.
Run down and old I can deal with. I have a difficult time with filth. So I said to boyfriend something like " I understand old and run down but why wouldn't a business have a little more
pride, and clean their space?"
Boyfriend said something about me not being a very patient person............So i tried to over look the filth. I sat quietly and imagined myself cleaning, painting, and refurnishing the waiting room until the tax guy came out of his office to call on us.
He was about 102 years old, or at least 96...............he's cracking jokes that aren't funny. I'm hot and tired, and thinking of the million things I still have to do, and pretending the guy is funny when he is not..............................and I'm feeling very annoyed.
The guys office much like the waiting room is filthy. His desk is a mess with piles of papers and 4 semi filled styrofoam cups probably one cup from each of the previous days. So old man takes my papers and begins separating them into 4 piles across his desk on top of other papers on his desk. It was making me very nervous. I was worried my papers would become mixed with other peoples papers. I felt myself becoming angry.
Then the guy tells me the bank put the wrong code on the paper work they mailed the IRS making it look like I received money that I didn't receive. " And the reason they did it is because banks hate your freaking guts. They hate you for taking some of your money from them and putting it in another bank." Then he goes on to say how I will soon start receiving letters from the IRS. "Nasty letters"
So the old guy tells me to go to the bank and tell them to fix their mistake. In actuality the whole thing lasted much longer.........the guy preaching about how the bank hates my guts and the horrors the IRS will fill my life with..........................................so I collect my papers from atop his mess and head to the bank.
I talk to the bank manager who calls the IRA department....................and it's decided they didn't make a mistake........................................she refers me to " a very good but expensive accountant." I'm starting to feel a little desperate and scared. She calls the accountant for me, he tells me to come down.......I do..............he agrees that indeed the bank did make an error and "do you have the money to cover the taxes that will be due until this mess can be fixed.?" He was playing on my fears, and it pissed me off! I ask him how much it will cost me for him to "fix this mess"
His fee was so high it made me laugh, even though I really wanted to cry. I told the guy I wasn't willing to pay that amount. That I was sure it was a simple fix. He told me to think about it. I said ok as I shook my head NO.
So we leave his office.
Boyfriend is half way yelling at me. He thinks I should have let the guy go to work right away........and he's Telling me the IRS will freeze my accounts, and a hundred other things they'd do to me.
I'm pissed at him. I'm pissed at the bank, and I'm so fucking pissed at the accountants whose offices I'd been to..................................................................................................................and at the same time I'm thinking they've all lost their fucking minds. This mess cant be as complicated as they are making it out to be.
I needed a voice of reason.The smartest guy I know is my dad............................and not just because he's my dad..............................but because he really is the smartest guy I know..............................................so we go to mom and dads house. I fill dad in.......he takes a look at my papers. He tells me there is an error..............."the IRS has seen this a million times. it's a hassle but not a difficult fix." He tells me about a guy who used to sell whiskey from a wheel barrel. "he'd push this wheel barrel around the city selling his whiskey. he wasadrunk. then he pulled his life together. he got a degree in accounting. made a fortune. he took his whole family to europe for a month.....his brothers, sisters, the children...he's dead but his daughter still runs the business. go see her. she's good. i've never heard anyone say a negative thing about her work."
So I did. i went to her office.
She agreed the bank fucked up.......but it was an easy fix......she'd have my taxes done tomorrow.
I hugged her!
boyfriend and i left her office.
i was still a little pissed at him for jumping on the band wagon with the freak show of accountants we'd visited.
so i said
" i guess it took a woman to look beyond the problem for a solution. those men couldn't get past the problem."
but in all honesty i still half expect that maybe the problem isn't as simple as she thinks..................however, if that's the case I suppose she will file for an extension and it will all get worked out..............................and for right now she's dealing with it...........so i do feel like a weights been lifted off my back. her fee was so good, i felt guilty. I'll give her a nice bonus if it all works out.
i did renew the tags for mine and daughters car, and paid the property tax on them.
everything i wanted to get done today with the exception of daughters taxes, i got done.
the stuff on my mental list for tomorrow should be a breeze compared to the stupid drama from today.
i feel good.
Boyfriend talked me into taking my tax stuff to the guy he uses
to file his taxes.
I'm in a time crunch to get a million things done before our trip
so felt a little relieved at the thought of having someone else do
them other than me. I've had some changes this year and I wasn't confident in my ability
to do the work correctly. So we go to boyfriends tax guy.
My first impression was that the guys office was run down and filthy.
Run down and old I can deal with. I have a difficult time with filth. So I said to boyfriend something like " I understand old and run down but why wouldn't a business have a little more
pride, and clean their space?"
Boyfriend said something about me not being a very patient person............So i tried to over look the filth. I sat quietly and imagined myself cleaning, painting, and refurnishing the waiting room until the tax guy came out of his office to call on us.
He was about 102 years old, or at least 96...............he's cracking jokes that aren't funny. I'm hot and tired, and thinking of the million things I still have to do, and pretending the guy is funny when he is not..............................and I'm feeling very annoyed.
The guys office much like the waiting room is filthy. His desk is a mess with piles of papers and 4 semi filled styrofoam cups probably one cup from each of the previous days. So old man takes my papers and begins separating them into 4 piles across his desk on top of other papers on his desk. It was making me very nervous. I was worried my papers would become mixed with other peoples papers. I felt myself becoming angry.
Then the guy tells me the bank put the wrong code on the paper work they mailed the IRS making it look like I received money that I didn't receive. " And the reason they did it is because banks hate your freaking guts. They hate you for taking some of your money from them and putting it in another bank." Then he goes on to say how I will soon start receiving letters from the IRS. "Nasty letters"
So the old guy tells me to go to the bank and tell them to fix their mistake. In actuality the whole thing lasted much longer.........the guy preaching about how the bank hates my guts and the horrors the IRS will fill my life with..........................................so I collect my papers from atop his mess and head to the bank.
I talk to the bank manager who calls the IRA department....................and it's decided they didn't make a mistake........................................she refers me to " a very good but expensive accountant." I'm starting to feel a little desperate and scared. She calls the accountant for me, he tells me to come down.......I do..............he agrees that indeed the bank did make an error and "do you have the money to cover the taxes that will be due until this mess can be fixed.?" He was playing on my fears, and it pissed me off! I ask him how much it will cost me for him to "fix this mess"
His fee was so high it made me laugh, even though I really wanted to cry. I told the guy I wasn't willing to pay that amount. That I was sure it was a simple fix. He told me to think about it. I said ok as I shook my head NO.
So we leave his office.
Boyfriend is half way yelling at me. He thinks I should have let the guy go to work right away........and he's Telling me the IRS will freeze my accounts, and a hundred other things they'd do to me.
I'm pissed at him. I'm pissed at the bank, and I'm so fucking pissed at the accountants whose offices I'd been to..................................................................................................................and at the same time I'm thinking they've all lost their fucking minds. This mess cant be as complicated as they are making it out to be.
I needed a voice of reason.The smartest guy I know is my dad............................and not just because he's my dad..............................but because he really is the smartest guy I know..............................................so we go to mom and dads house. I fill dad in.......he takes a look at my papers. He tells me there is an error..............."the IRS has seen this a million times. it's a hassle but not a difficult fix." He tells me about a guy who used to sell whiskey from a wheel barrel. "he'd push this wheel barrel around the city selling his whiskey. he wasadrunk. then he pulled his life together. he got a degree in accounting. made a fortune. he took his whole family to europe for a month.....his brothers, sisters, the children...he's dead but his daughter still runs the business. go see her. she's good. i've never heard anyone say a negative thing about her work."
So I did. i went to her office.
She agreed the bank fucked up.......but it was an easy fix......she'd have my taxes done tomorrow.
I hugged her!
boyfriend and i left her office.
i was still a little pissed at him for jumping on the band wagon with the freak show of accountants we'd visited.
so i said
" i guess it took a woman to look beyond the problem for a solution. those men couldn't get past the problem."
but in all honesty i still half expect that maybe the problem isn't as simple as she thinks..................however, if that's the case I suppose she will file for an extension and it will all get worked out..............................and for right now she's dealing with it...........so i do feel like a weights been lifted off my back. her fee was so good, i felt guilty. I'll give her a nice bonus if it all works out.
i did renew the tags for mine and daughters car, and paid the property tax on them.
everything i wanted to get done today with the exception of daughters taxes, i got done.
the stuff on my mental list for tomorrow should be a breeze compared to the stupid drama from today.
i feel good.
tuesday
I've been fighting a stomach virus.
It's been miserable.
I was supposed to work 13 hours Friday but only
managed to work 4.
My boss gave me the okay to leave and when asked told
me not to worry about being disciplined for leaving. Considering I was written up a week or so ago for calling off,worrying and vomiting is all I did for 3 days.
Then I decided to let it go.....
Mom brought over some homemade chicken noodle soup, tea and ginseng root to put in the tea.
I couldn't eat the soup, and the ginseng reminded me of a giant wart type thing, but the tea helped settle my stomach.
I workedmy13hours yesterday and again today.
Today I started to feel well again..........yay!
Tomorrow I have to get my taxes filed, and I have to pay the taxes on my cars and renew my tags!
We're leaving town soon. I can't wait to relax, read, and soak upthesun!
I did a little shopping this evening for the trip.
I texted daughter while Iwas shopping and told her not to be a hater just because I bought myself 4 new shirts, 2 pair of shorts,and a pair of slacks. SNAP! She texted me back a LOL....... he he....
I bought daughter 2 new shirts. It's a surprise.She'll like them I think....
I wish I could afford a maid. I need a maid! There's so much to do and not enough time to do it!
My space bar sticks. It hassince day 1 on this thing. Screw it!
It's been miserable.
I was supposed to work 13 hours Friday but only
managed to work 4.
My boss gave me the okay to leave and when asked told
me not to worry about being disciplined for leaving. Considering I was written up a week or so ago for calling off,worrying and vomiting is all I did for 3 days.
Then I decided to let it go.....
Mom brought over some homemade chicken noodle soup, tea and ginseng root to put in the tea.
I couldn't eat the soup, and the ginseng reminded me of a giant wart type thing, but the tea helped settle my stomach.
I workedmy13hours yesterday and again today.
Today I started to feel well again..........yay!
Tomorrow I have to get my taxes filed, and I have to pay the taxes on my cars and renew my tags!
We're leaving town soon. I can't wait to relax, read, and soak upthesun!
I did a little shopping this evening for the trip.
I texted daughter while Iwas shopping and told her not to be a hater just because I bought myself 4 new shirts, 2 pair of shorts,and a pair of slacks. SNAP! She texted me back a LOL....... he he....
I bought daughter 2 new shirts. It's a surprise.She'll like them I think....
I wish I could afford a maid. I need a maid! There's so much to do and not enough time to do it!
My space bar sticks. It hassince day 1 on this thing. Screw it!
Thursday, April 04, 2013
thursday
Nothing much going on here today.
I could have done a million chores but I didn't.
I washed the dishes. I cooked fish, green beans, and applesauce for supper.
I showered,and I watched some of the Jodi Arias trial.
I read a little bit about the dyatlov pass incident. you can google it. i think it's interesting.
I shopped online for an i pod and pedometer.
Daughter and I chit chatted a bit.
I worried a little about work......................wondered if i screwed up a medication order...........and wondered if i did the right thing the other day when i went to my boss to talk about some work related issues.
I thought about my mom......thought about calling her but didn't.
I worried that my first ever write up at work came a couple days after requesting family medical leave papers. I turned them in to HR anyway.
responded to a text my sister sent to me a couple of nights ago.
i exercised.
i read a little about the 5-2 diet........ thinking about doing it......
I could have done a million chores but I didn't.
I washed the dishes. I cooked fish, green beans, and applesauce for supper.
I showered,and I watched some of the Jodi Arias trial.
I read a little bit about the dyatlov pass incident. you can google it. i think it's interesting.
I shopped online for an i pod and pedometer.
Daughter and I chit chatted a bit.
I worried a little about work......................wondered if i screwed up a medication order...........and wondered if i did the right thing the other day when i went to my boss to talk about some work related issues.
I thought about my mom......thought about calling her but didn't.
I worried that my first ever write up at work came a couple days after requesting family medical leave papers. I turned them in to HR anyway.
responded to a text my sister sent to me a couple of nights ago.
i exercised.
i read a little about the 5-2 diet........ thinking about doing it......
Tuesday, April 02, 2013
tuesday
I went to the grocery store today.
This happened while unloading the groceries. The jar fell through the bottom of the bag. I yelled "fuck!".........
Boyfriends foot surgery site.. It's a little swollen and gross but is healing without any problems.
We Ping resting. She reminds me of a fat turkey!
Mr. Bojangles( my baby) napping.
This happened while unloading the groceries. The jar fell through the bottom of the bag. I yelled "fuck!".........
We Ping resting. She reminds me of a fat turkey!
Mr. Bojangles( my baby) napping.
Boyfriend hasn't been out of the house since his surgery that I can remember. It was sunny and not too cold so I took him to our roadside hamburger stand for a burger. He loves a good burger and theirs are great. The stand opens each year on April 1, then closes on Labor Day.
We sat at one of the picnic tables on the property and had lunch. It was a little chilly but the sun felt great.
Monday, April 01, 2013
monday
Sons and daughter were at the house when I got home from work last night. We sat around chit chatting for a while. It was good having them all together for a bit.
I stayed up late watching a movie.I figured I'd sleep in today.
Work sent me a text at 4:30 am asking if I'd work day shift today.
I didn't respond.
I resent them right now.
I still have to file my taxes.
Thinking about it makes me anxious.........I think that's why I always put it off until the last minute. I
also have to pay property tax on my cars this month and renew my drivers license.
I received a check in the mail Saturday from my doctors office. It was a reimbursement for a co-pay that I paid that I wasn't required to pay. It was only 25 bucks but still a nice surprise.
I stayed up late watching a movie.I figured I'd sleep in today.
Work sent me a text at 4:30 am asking if I'd work day shift today.
I didn't respond.
I resent them right now.
I still have to file my taxes.
Thinking about it makes me anxious.........I think that's why I always put it off until the last minute. I
also have to pay property tax on my cars this month and renew my drivers license.
I received a check in the mail Saturday from my doctors office. It was a reimbursement for a co-pay that I paid that I wasn't required to pay. It was only 25 bucks but still a nice surprise.
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