Question?

I am on the verge of picking up my phone and giving that big white structure in Washington D.C. filled with suit-clad men and women running around inside it a call. Why? Because I have a question that no one can seem to answer for me. And it's all stemming from my trip to the pharmacy the other day.


Let me start by telling you that I have to frequent the pharmacy at least once a month, if not more. Unpleasant, but necessary. So I'm used to the slow lines, common mistakes and co-pays. But what I don't understand? The driven force behind so much pharmaceutical sales...the mighty Insurance Companies.


Question: If a Doctor examines me, diagnoses me, and prescribes me a medication, why does the insurance company have the right to tell me, "No, you cannot have that"? My Doctors office called in 3 prescriptions for me this past week (nothing serious, in case anyone out there thinks I'm about to croak or something...) and when I go to pick them up, I can only get one. 1 out of 3. And they all work together to solve the common problem. How am I supposed to get better if they won't let me have prescription 2 and 3? In the words of the rude boy at the counter, "Your insurance doesn't accept it, so you're going to need to have your Doctor call and authorize it."





Ok, why would my Doctor prescribe it for me if she didn't think I needed it? Probably because she's money hungry and just wants to give out the most expensive products possible...COME ON! I mean yes, with some people that could be a possibility, but everyone knows you have to PAY for QUALITY.


To spare everyone out there from having to hear me rant and rave, I simply want to know who gave the insurance companies their doctoral degree and allowed them to override Doctors orders. So frustrating-you'd think a country as "advanced" as ours would be able to get a handle on Health Care...not so much...

Sweet Escape

Do you know that moment when you are completely consumed in another thought and fall away from reality? That is called Mindyland - well, for me it is anyway. Growing up, many people deemed me shy, or at the very least, quiet. And up until I met my dear fiance, I agreed with these people. In fact they are right- I was quiet, and shy was an understatement, but why?


I'll tell you why. Because I was in Mindyland. I never realized it, or just never thought to name it until Bubba so accurately described my staring off into space and glazed-over look. I find myself drifting in and out of Mindyland often, especially when I'm really in deep thought about something. Sometimes my mind just wonders and I find myself thinking of totally random and incredible thing, and it's great!


Today, during an unexpectedly stressful moment, Bubba told me not to worry and just retreat to Mindyland for a few minutes and everything would be ok. So I did, and he was right, everything was fine. I let him know that I wished Mindyland was a real place, and that I'd never leave. He so perfectly replied with, "I live in it, and it's a wonderful place-I'll never leave."


And that my friends, is why he is the man I'm going to marry! :)

(This is what Mindyland should/will/can/does look like)

Class Act

When I think of class, I think of one woman. A Hollywood icon who is a pure class act. The one and only, Audrey Hepburn.

Class is hard to come by this day in age. We live in a world where everyone is over-exposed, and no one even seems to notice. Whatever happened to "leaving a little something to the imagination"? Nope not here. Everyone knows everything about each other. It doesn't take a genius to find out the details of someones life by following their Twitter or friending them on Facebook. A quick overview of their photos and a few status updates later, and you can pretty much gauge the complexity of their life. Granted, some of us may keep our profiles private or only "Tweet" minimal details, but for those who aren't so careful? You're an open book, so be prepared for reviews.

Celebrities are another example of over-exposed; some on purpose for publicity reasons and some at the hands of our beloved country. Does anyone else see a problem when celebrity sightings and gossip sites combined with their own attempts at social networking [i.e.: Twitter] result in instances such as the "Bling Ring". For those of you unfamiliar with said "Bling Ring", a group of wealthy teenagers in the Los Angeles area decided that their parents money just wasn't enough and that they needed to steal clothes, accessories, money, etc. from local celebrities. How come this was so easy? Because they knew exactly where the celebs live, when they were out of town filming or on vacation, and because they got away with it...repeatedly. Though eventually these privileged pillagers were caught, it just proves my point, that our world has become over exposed.

Class is knowing who you are, and what your purpose is in life. It is being able to find and maintain a balance between whats needed to fulfil your dreams as well as helping others discover theirs. It's hard to be classy while you're out there sharing every intimate detail of your life to your cyber "friends".

Destin[y]

My most recent adventure was a much needed trip to Florida. Though the circumstances made me somewhat of a tag-a-long, I didn't care as long as I wasn't stuck in my office sitting back in Maryland. You see, my sister's best friend Deanna lives in the sunshine state since her significant other is stationed there. They made it official on April 10, 2010 and she will now be known as Deanna Boles! Accompanying my mother since the padre is on a horrid 4pm-4am shift at work, I was lucky enough to attend the intimate ceremony AND make a snazzy little vacation out of it as well.

Congratulations, Deanna & Jake

Next stop: Savannah, GA

And what a beautiful city it is! At my sisters request, we took our rental car up to Savannah so we could really explore and see all that the town had to offer. I'm glad we decided to do it too, because we really had a great time. Not only did we eat at Paula Deen's delicious restaurant, but we took a trolley tour and learned all about the historic city, did some shopping along the old streets, ate at some more lovely places including the Goose Feathers Express Bakery & Cafe, and Vinny van Go-Go's for a late night pizza fix. Savannah is the type of town where life down-shifts and you are not going 1,000 mph. You take the time to look around and appreciate the beauty, history and wonder that is Savannah.

I couldn't resist putting up this picture (below)...it looks just like a postcard!! :)

......hello?

Hi. Is anyone there? Ahh, ok-so I'm back. Blogging. And it feels good. It's been entirely too long, and I have no one to blame but myself, I have been slacking, but all with good reason. (Anyone who knows me, knows that I always manage to have an excuse for everything). But this time it's totally legit. Getting engaged in December and planning a wedding for September put somewhat of a time crunch on my life. Being the perfectionist that I am, playing out every scenario and orchestrating every little detail has been consuming my time as of late. Not only that, things have picked up at work too, so my free time there is limited. Oh and softball started, I joined the gym, I'm trying to keep the house clean and laundry done...yes, life is fast paced around these parts.

Never fear though, I'm back! And hopefully better than ever :) I've got tons of fabulous blogging material saved up and will be posting as much as possible, as soon as possible!!

For now though, check out this sweet piece of hail (one of a bazillion) that landed in my yard about an hour or two ago...It was awesome watching the rain come across the river, straight into our yard, and then how the hail just seemed to be jumping up out of the ground. AND we could see our breath even though it wasn't cold outside. Totally insane, but totally entertaining for the Bubster and I!

Shameless Plug

If you live in Southern Maryland and you've never been to Abell's Diner, you should make the trip. As soon as possible. Located at the infamous 4-way-stop in Clements, Abell's Diner serves homecooked meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner. My personal favorite? Breakfast! Adrian and I are starting to become fairly regulars on Sunday mornings. We typically go to 8 o'clock mass than make our way out to Clements for a delicious breakfast. It's quaint and looks like it's right out of a movie, I would try and describe it in further detail, but I don't think I will do it justice. I can tell you, however, that they have the BEST coffee I've ever had in my life. And I am not even exaggerating. They put Starbucks $5 coffee to shame. What I wouldn't give for a cup right now on this incredibly slow Monday morning...