Once upon a time I wished for a handsome prince...

My life has taken quite a turn in the last two months. I'm still trying to catch up with all the new plans and changes which will be taking affect very soon. 

I am completely irrevocably in love with Lance. I've known him long enough to know that I don't want to even think about spending my life without him. 

The other day I decided to start practicing my new signature. Thankfully it isn't all that different from my current signature....all I have to do is squish it down, drop a few letters and add a new one. I think it's looking quite nice. The picture below is a bit too stylized, but I had fun playing around with it.

There are so many little things about Lance that make up the whole of the man I am in love with. Every day I fall more in love with him. He treats me like a queen. He gives the best hugs in the world. He smiles at me. He inspires me to do great things. He supports me in my dreams. He's amazing with children. He bakes! He's clean and tidy. He works hard. He's thoughtful. I could go on and on. 

Once upon a time I wished for a handsome prince to come. He has come. He is far more than I could have ever dreamed possible. I cannot wait to marry him and start our life together.

The Tale of the Invisible Contact

One night as I was taking out my contact lenses for the day I ran into a problem. I could not get the contact out of my right eye. After several tries, I skipped to my left eye and got that one out with no issues. The right contact just wouldn't come out. I stared hard into the mirror to see if it had gotten moved to a different part of my eye. It appeared to be lodged in the inside corner of my eye. No matter how many times I tried, I just couldn't get a hold of it.

I called my fiancé to ask his advice. He offered several suggestions, which were all good, they just didn't work. He suggested that it probably fell out. For some reason I refused to believe it. I felt totally helpless and was a complete mess.

I woke up my mother, by this time it was nearing 1:00AM. She tried her best but couldn't get a hold of it. I sent her back to bed and with tear soaked eyes tried desperately to get it out. Finally, after my eye had become totally red and swollen from pinches and jabs, I went to bed.

The next morning I tried again with no luck. It was then that I decided it must have fallen out of my eye. There must be no contact in there at all. Later as I was blowdrying my hair, I spotted something on the bathroom floor. Sure enough, it was my contact. It must of fallen off my fingers from the very first try and I never noticed.

It took three days of wearing glasses to let my poor eye heal from it's beating. What have I learned from all of this? A contact would never be THAT hard to get out. I have no idea what I thought I saw. I think our minds are a little too good at letting us see what we believe to be true.

The End.

Insurance Company Rant

Why is it that sometimes I feel like I missed some important class on certain information I am expected to know as a grown up?

Recently I had to visit a dermatologist for a skin condition on my hands. All seemed to be going fine. I paid my co-pay, saw the doctor and got my prescription. I though all was well until I got to the pharmacy. Apparently my insurance was listed as secondary. The pharmacy tech asked me if I had any other insurance. I don't. I was told I needed to contact my insurance company to find out what was going on. So I paid the full cost of the prescription and left.

I went out to my car and began making phone calls. I was informed by my insurance company that I needed a "Letter of Credible Coverage" from my old insurance company proving that I'm not doubly insured. Why did nobody tell me this? I haven't had that other insurance for almost two years.

I called my old insurance company and spoke to a very nice lady who told me she would fax over the letter directly to my current insurance company, and she'd send me a hard copy. Okay awesome. I emailed my current insurance company and told them they should have the letter.

Two emails later I was informed that the information was received and my account had been updated. So I took my prescription back to the pharmacy (unopened) and asked them to run it again using my "updated" information. Again, I was told my insurance was listed as secondary. Seriously??  I was too fed up to deal with it so I returned the prescription for a refund and decided to go without.

Well, the problem on my hands is persisting, so I have decided to give the prescription another go. I called my insurance company again to see if maybe it was just a timing issue (even though I was told specifically my account had been updated). When I called the insurance company this morning, guess what? It wasn't updated. Are you kidding me? I told the rep that my letter had been faxed over a week and a half ago.

She contacted enrollment and sure enough, the letter had been received. She told me that the information would be updated by this afternoon and I could go get the prescription. I asked her how I would know for sure that it had been updated. She said I could call and ask for her specifically.

And so I will try again. I find it completely unprofessional and flat out unacceptable to inform someone that something has been taken care of when it hasn't.

The End.