Last Friday I got my weekly update from our mortgage broker. Not bothering to include the usual wool for me to pull over my eyes the message read simply, “we should know something by next Friday”. I am going to have a tee-shirt made.
Another weird week at our house. Our laptop went south several weeks ago. Fortunately, Rick purchased a three-year warranty package which still has some miles on it, so it can be replaced. Unfortunately, all data stored on it crossed the border with the machine. I contacted the warranty holders and placed a claim. First I was asked to produce the receipt. Normally, this would not be a difficult request to fill. In our present state of flux living half in/half out of boxes, it would be easier to resume the search for Amelia Earhart, and probably equally as successful.
Circumventing this issue of the missing receipt by providing other proof of purchase responses such as where purchased, approximately when, and serial number, my claim was accepted. Replacement monies were to be deposited in my Paypal account in 3-5 days. Yea. Busy with other things I realized 10 days had passed with no notification of remittance. Hmmmm. So, I contacted Rodney, the gentlemen I’d originally dealt with at the warranty company. After some research Rodney confirmed through some snafu on their end my claim had not been processed. We must begin the process once again. Have I sighed lately? Sigh. He asked if I’d shipped the laptop to them. “Well”, I responded, “I would have returned it had I been asked to do so when first we spoke. As the discussion never came up during our initial conversation, I guess you can insert a no here”. I am working on my mind reading skills, however they are still far from perfected. A UPS label for free shipping popped up shortly in my email with instructions on how to crate the laptop. Heading upstairs, I boxed the computer as instructed, handed the box to Rick on his way out the door and shot an email to Rodney notifying him it was on the way. Five minutes later I received another email from the warranty company indicating they had just received my laptop and were in the process of reviewing my claim. Kudos to UPS, I have to say, considering Rick hadn’t even backed out of the garage as yet. My confidence in seeing that money appear in my account anytime soon is dwindling, but as far as UPS goes why would you use another carrier?
Medical issues keep arising as well. Two months ago I went to the dentist. My particular insurance requires pre-approval before embarking on expensive dental work. This usually takes about six weeks, as opposed to the quick response they expect on their end when you owe them money. Every two weeks the dental office followed up, asking me if I’d received the approval letter, to which I would reply, “I have not”. Finally, not seeing any movement, I called my insurance directly only to find out no request for approval was ever received by Blue Cross from my dental office. Sooooo, I called the dental office back. Passed from one person to another it was determined, although calling regularly to see if the approval had been granted, their customer service group never submitted it in the first place. Cheerily, I was informed this would take another six weeks.
Now, if you feel the frustration bleeding through this writing you would not find yourself far off the mark. To make things just a smidgen more interesting we have been suddenly inundated with frogs. By this, I do not mean a frog or two croaking in the garden, I mean The Mormon Tabernacle Choir of frogs croaking in the garden. It is so distracting if you looked up cacophony in the dictionary definition 2 would say “Frogs in Susie’s garden”. Our pool now has an eco-system equal to that of the Galapagos Islands. When the sun drops behind the hills the serenade in the yard begins and without missing a croak continues well into the evening. Our pool filter recently stopped working, thus the water became still. Also, a pH balance issue is going on so the water, despite all efforts on our part to correct it, has now turned a lovely shade of pond scum green. Our neighbors below stopped by to politely suggest another scenario might arise, mosquito infestation. Gee, I hadn’t thought of that. When do you suppose the locusts might arrive? A temporary solution would be to dump mosquito eating fish in the pool. Frogs most probably would view this as free lunch and possibly invite their friends. So, we have to chlorinate which may kill the frogs. Certainly we could drain the pool, buy a new pool filter, and install a new liner, but since this is about to be someone else’s house and each cure expensive, these fixes do not make me happy. Nope, I’ve looked at myself. Most definitely I am not happy.
With all this swirling around, Freaky Friday as I now I now refer to my Friday’s, was a busy day. Deciding it was too hot, and I was too tired to break out the pans, I picked up crab legs which were an advertised special at the market. I threw them in a bag of olive oil and garlic and served them cold with our artichokes for dinner. Yum. Well, one would think so. Never have I eaten crab legs so salty. Tasted as if I’d brined them rather than marinated them. Too tired to be creative, we had cinnamon French toast and artichokes an unlikely combination that complimented one another like eating calf’s liver topped with strawberry jam. I returned them to the market this morning and exchanged them for a watermelon and assorted fruit. Hopefully, there won’t be any surprises when I cut the melon, like an angry ferret inadvertently trapped inside the seed at planting.
There is a lesson to all this madness, but I’m not sure what it is. The stars are aligned in the direction of misdirection it appears and delays and mix ups are written in the charts. Hope your weeks begins on a good note. I made a pork roast with a Hawaiian flavor last night and wanted something with pineapple to accompany it. This was easy, sweet and delicious.
1/2 fresh pineapple
3 Tbsp. butter
1/3 cup brown sugar
Sprinkle of nutmeg
1 oz. brandy
1/8 cup chopped pecans
Peel pineapple and cut in quarters lengthwise. Cut half the pineapple into 1″ slices. Reserve the other two quarters for future use or make two batches of the above.
Sprinkle brown sugar over top and continue cooking 5-6 mins. until sugar is melted and pineapple is translucent.
Add nuts to pan and continue cooking for 2 mins. Add brandy and allow to simmer for 2 mins. longer. Sprinkle with nutmeg. Serve hot next to roast or over vanilla ice cream. Serves 4