Dump the male flight attendants. No one wanted them in the first place.
Replace all the female flight attendants with good-looking strippers! What the hell!
They don't even serve food anymore, so what's the loss?
The strippers would at least triple the alcohol sales and get a "party atmosphere" going in the cabin. And of course, every businessman in this country would start flying again, hoping to see naked women.
Because of the tips, female flight attendants wouldn't need a salary, thus saving even more money. I suspect tips would be so good that we could charge the women for working the plane and have them kick back 20% of the tips, including lap dances and "special services."
Muslims would be afraid to get on the planes for fear of seeing naked women.
Hijackings would come to a screeching halt, and the airline industry would see record revenues.
This is definitely a win-win situation if we handle it right -- a golden opportunity to turn a liability into an asset. Right??
Why didn't Bush think of this? Why do I still have to do everything myself?
Sincerely,
Bill Clinton
Someone e~mailed this to me today ... I thought it was hysterical. Uh, not so sure if Bill Clinton really said this ... but it's funny ... I could see him saying something like this... hee hee!
Mike surprised me today with this Father's Day video to the song, "Arms Wide Open" by Creed. This song has a very special meaning. This is Mike and Matthew's song, we listened to this song on the ride home from the hospital ~ Matthew's first time home after 6 long months. The pictures towards the end of this video are of us bringing Matthew home (at the 35 second mark) ~ Mike is all "suited up" .. he was beaming all the way home!! I was sitting in the back seat ... like a deer in the headlights, terrified and scared to death!! Not Mike ... he was unafraid and couldn't get him home fast enough.
Matthew is blessed to have such a wonderful daddy. Mike went all my prenatal doctor appointments when I was pregnant (every 3 weeks.) Spent almost the entire 6 months in the hospital with Matthew and I. He has gone to every single doctor appointment (Matthew now has 7 doctors) and the beginning, we averaged 15 a month.
Happy Fathers Day Mike ... I could never have handled all we've been through without you.
Happy Fathers Day to all the other wonderful dads out there!!
The bill (SB59) we were fighting for is dead. It did not make it out of Senate finance. :-(
My understanding from Medicaid is that they cannot do it this time because it was not built into their budget.
This turned into a bit of a rant, so here's your chance to go to my next happy Beaver posts.
I can just cry. Seriously. I felt that my testimony and Mike's testimony was soooo powerful. I really thought our Senators were enlightened by what is going on in the real world with real people. Apparently our testimony was not enough to bring about much needed changes in the State of Nevada, in regards to healthcare. YET!
Our state does not offer a "high risk pool" as a healthcare safety net for it's citizens...
so those that are uninsurable and those that "run out" of health insurance like we did, are just screwed. Yes, even with HIPAA protection, we were still not eligible to purchase private insurance for Matthew ~ you know ... all those loopholes.
It's all a big convoluted mess.
Why is it that 34 or 36 other states can have a high risk pool, but not a rich state like Nevada?? I can only imagine it's the lobbyists keeping this from happening.
It is very scary for families like mine that have a family member who will need a lifetime of extensive medical care. Trust me, one or two million is not enough insurance if you get a serious medical condition. Matthew blew thru 1.9 million in 10 months.
The way I feel right now... is.... whether right or wrong....
you are safe (healthcare wise) as long as you are at or below poverty level, a prison inmate or the baby of an illegal. What I have observed over the past two years, if you fall into these classifications, your healthcare is fully covered!
I'm fairly sure our politicians will never have to worry about healthcare for themselves.
If you are middle class or above, you are forced to choose a divorce, adoption or moving out of state (to another state that offers a high risk pool) for healthcare or quitting a job you love for another job in hopes of getting more insurance.
I am so disappointed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*Reminder, as of November 2006, we have a new lifetime max on our insurance... thanks to Mike's employer. We were very very fortunate. So, for now we are fine and safe! We are just trying to make a path to help others and for the future, just in case Matthew "runs out" again.
We passed our percolation test .... we narrowly made all the "distance" qualifications for the septic tank and leech field! Wheeeewwww! *wipes brow*
I was sweating it out for the four hours they were there testing. We were thinking it was quite funny that our very involved perc test took four hours ... but for some of the Beaver residents we spoke with, the perc test took a few minutes.
Mike did a great job using his "new" old backhoe we purchased last fall. He had to dig a 10 foot hole that ramped back with a 4 to 5 foot ledge so the guy could crawl down into the hole to do all his testing. Mike spent about 5 hours digging ... we're on "hard pan" so it was kinda tough. He loved playing with his new toy. He's ready to do some more trenching. I have some cute pictures ... I will have Mike teach me how to take pictures off the camera and to the computer so I can post.
We went to a super duper fun party at our neighbors ... they had a rockin band playing on their deck for about four hours.
Good ole country fun! Have I ever told you that we LOVE BEAVER!!!
I spent most of day today making phone calls and getting papers together for our permits.
Matthew is waking from his nappie.... I'll be back.
Not much else going on ...
except .... I do have good news......
I'm doing great on my diet and I can fit into all my Victoria Secret dresses that I purchased to help keep me motivated!! WOOT! Thank goodness... only about 12 more to lose and I'll be a happy camper. Holy Cow... I've been hanging onto these 15 to 20 pounds for the past two years. I am a "stress eater" ... oh heck.. who am I kiddin... I eat for every occasion! :-)
Dang.. it's hard to diet when you love to eat!
