Sunday, September 6, 2009

Updates: the Zoo, a Recall and a Rock 'N' Roll Necklace

I can't believe it's been more than a week since my last post here. It's not for lack of material. Trust me. That's why I keep a mother's notebook, an idea I got from Writing Motherhood.

Anyway, mostly, it's because I've been posting daily here.

But we've also been super busy.

Me and Mr. T took T Junior to the Woodland Park Zoo last weekend. It's a much bigger place that I thought. We were tired and sweaty when we left, but T Junior had a blast. We saw brebras (zebras), raffs (giraffes), an e-pant (elephant), biwdies (birdies), a nion (lion), and tons of other animals.

My favorite was the Siamang monkey. It came right up to T Junior, who was in his umbrella stroller (on the other side of the glass wall, of course), sat down, snacked on a piece of something that might have been a fruit bar, and stared. T Junior stared back, then reached out and touched the glass. The monkey put his hand up to T Junior's. It was pretty cool.

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I want to post an update to my Babies 'R' Us debacle, too. I went back on Tuesday, like I said I would. I wasn't exactly sure what I was going to do. I didn't even look for the pick up order they claimed I need to have in order to get my refund for the recalled crib. I know we don't have it. Why would we keep that?

Anyway, I lucked out and there was a different woman working the return counter on Tuesday. I walked right up to her, and handed over my stapled stack of proof and my reimbursement.

"I was here a couple days ago and the woman said I need proof of pick up to get my reimbursement. I looked everywhere (okay, I bent the truth here, but I did look everywhere in my car), and I cannot find it. Is there any way I can get my money back?"

The woman gave me a sympathetic smile and said, "Of course."

See, now why did it have to be so hard the Friday before?

So, there was some finagling that had to happen, and a manager had to help to get it to go through the computer and back onto my card because my husband had actually paid for it with his card. But, they did it, and they were very nice about it.

I guess the moral of the story is, don't freak out, swear at the cashier and storm out into the parking lot. Just ask to see someone who has a brain.

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One more quick thing! I won this awesome necklace over at The Veater Family Blog. I was super excited when I saw a thick envelope in the mail this week. The necklace, hand made by Ampersand Designs, is so cool. I was a little worried it wouldn't fit when I opened the box. It has two chains, one short and one a bit longer. I have a thicker neck than most women because, as I learned recently, I have a goiter. Most people don't even notice this thickness; it's mostly me who's hyper-aware of it.

Anyway, the necklace fit! And, I feel so hip wearing it. The chain is thicker, kind of rock 'n' roll and it's perfect for shirts with a little higher collar because you can just see the pendant peeking out.

Thank you, Ashley, at The Veater Family Blog, and thank you Ampersand Designs!

3 comments:

  1. Yay, I'm so glad you love the necklace!!!!
    And you got really cute pictures at the Zoo. It's a fun place!
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  2. Your neck looks like everyone else's neck to me. I once managed this guy who, after his first three-weeks of work, came into my office and told me he had a goiter and was super sensitive about it. I was all "huh? what? Are you saying you have a medical need? No one here noticed anything about your neck, and believe me they'd be talking if they had." It was very Seinfeldesque.
    Also--Totally-- if someone's being an idiot ask for the manager or turn around and get in someone else's line. It's easier on the phone because you can hang up and dial back. In person would be funnier though. :)
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  3. More on the guy with a goiter: He kept saying "didn't you notice I wear collared-shirts?" And I was all "yeah, we thought you were dressing to impress."
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