Rand has health insurance through Pepsi which includes Medco for prescription meds. I am claimed on his insurance.
I also have insurance through Target. Which, unfortunately, has Medco as well.
My doctors will file with both insurances on my visits and this is saving us a lot of money. I filled my drugs through my insurance and recently sent in a months worth of receipts to Rand's. (Pharmacists can't double file.)
Medco denied them, saying they already paid them.
I called and they stuck to their statement. I replied they were two different companies we worked for, two different insurance companies as parent policies, and two different people paying for the coverage.
Why shouldn't they pay more? We are.
They refused to budge.
The gal I was talking to suggested I try mail ordering my drugs through them to save money.
I replied I had tried that. "You sent me the entirely wrong drugs, generics my doctors didn't approve of, you're pills all look alike leading to confusion, and your bottles are hard to read and harder to open. If I am given a new short term med, my local pharmacist is no longer familiar with my current situation and must rely on my recall to make sure there is no dangerous interactions possible. I also did the math. The savings is minimal. You raised the prices anyway."
She answered I was free to go to the pharmacy if I so choose. They didn't control me.
I argued that.
"I received several notices through mail stating that, "If I didn't switch to mail order, that decision would cost me dearly. If I chose to go to my favorite pharmacist, my copay would increase significantly."
I was getting pretty angry.
I loudly pointed out that a threat to "play or pay" was generally defined as extortion.

That's when she hung up on me.

Instructions for a 70's Pub Crawl
Rob asked me to check his Dad's closet for appropriate clothing for said event.
Looking and reminiscing, I realized two things -
1. I do a good job of keeping our clothes to a minimum. Nothing that old or the wrong size.
2. Everything we wore is for sale right now.
All that is needed is a few fashion rules.

Jeans
Your jeans should be flared as much as possible. Wear a boot cut or larger. They must be skin tight. So tight that if you can breathe okay, they are not tight enough. Having to lay down and use a pair of pliers to zip them up is perfect. No underwear material should show. Pantylines are encouraged. Your pants do not drag on the ground. We were trying not to show our socks. but it wasn't outrageous
Men your fat wallet goes in the back pocket. No money clips, no front pocket wallets.
Everybody should have large comb in their back pocket. It has to be this shape/style.
Women, the mini skirt was not in. We were doing just above the knee length or longer. Think peasant as an overall style. Wrap styles are good as well.
Bib overalls would work.

Shirts
Your t-shirt should be as tight as your jeans. Many buttons are left unbuttoned.
A button down shirt should have large lapel. Ties are fat.
Own a sweater vest? Good.

Shoes
Dress shoes are platforms.
Your tennis shoes are skinny, blue with white stripes. These are pretty close to the original style.
Earth shoes were the big rage.
Sandals. These will do.
Knee socks.

Jewelry
Men think simple chain, maybe an arrowhead. That Rob, I can help you with.
Women hoops over studs. If you were wearing a simple stud you were some newby who had just finally gotten their ears pierced. Not cool. If it was a post (not as popular) - it was large.
Only one pair please.

Hair
Your hair is parted in the middle. Everybody comb it down as straight as you can. No straighteners then. Rob Your curls will look awkward and forced. Use a stiff gel. Our over use of a heavy product was our shining crown. Literally.
Men feather back only your bangs.
Women feather back the entire front edge.

I suggested he take me out with them. Nothing like having a original souvenior from the 70's for a prop.

Want to play doctor?
The doctors went out a little treasure hunt on Rand and they were rewarded with multiple findings. When the doctor came in with the color photos we got to see multiple ulcers in various degrees. Doc said on a scale of 1 to 4, Rand rated a 4.
Rand's oxygen levels were pretty low following the "photo shoot". Just a prime example of how well he recovers. I finally coached (coerced) him through some deep breathing exercises (he was very argumentative, and I got to take him home when his oxygen levels raised. The breathing thing works.
I put him straight to bed to sleep things off a bit more. We ran a couple of errands after that.
Later that evening Rand suddenly got a bit peeved. Why did they let hime go home when the doctor hadn't even come in to talk to him? I told him the doctor did talk to him and there were pictures - in color!
Rand also remembered we still needed to go to the store. Been there, done that honey.
And wasn't I supposed to go to the orthopedic.
And that folks, is why you are not allowed to drive for a day.
On the other end of our day, yes, I did make my appointment. My ortho wants me to get a second opinion. I haven't made that appointment yet. On the upside I'm not wearing my cast and I am driving my Jeep!

Saturday morning with Gramma

On Saturday mornings Lilly and I get up while everyone else sleeps in.

We always have cinnamon raisin toast.

And chocolate milk out of the Pooh dixie cups.

Then we watch cartoons.

Lilly gets her fashionn sense from her Gramma

The basic outfit (sweater and leggings) I put Lilly in. She added the skirt and rain boots. I thought the outfit rocked!