http://www.surgery.org/consumers/plastic-surgery-news-briefs/teachers-upstate-york-enjoy-plastic-surgery-job-perk-1036103
I would definitely love this perk. What I would do...Rhinoplasty, breast reduction, and maybe see if there would be any way to fix the lopsidedness of my eye since I had the Bell's palsy. All that would still be less than if I used my insurance for the choice to have a child.
Perhaps that's what they should do for insurance. Anything that is medically UNnecessary (such as plastic surgery or pregnancy) should be offered as a choice. If you choose to have plastic surgery, you can't have kids for 5 years. If you choose to have kids, you can't have plastic surgery until after 5 years of your child being born. So that way, you could either choose to continue having children, or choose to continue having plastic surgery procedures but you could not do both one on top of another....maybe. That way everyone gets to have elective procedures (and yes, parenthood IS an elective).
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
A little blue today....
I suppose it's being anxious about the home improvements being made. The house is in disarray and it's stressing me a little. I am off tomorrow and I think I will get some stuff caught up then. I kind of piddled around to day and didn't really do much. Went for a long ride. Thought about the up coming lenten season and what I was going to give up and take on. I need to really think about that in the next couple of days.
Feeling anxious about my job and what is to come. Me, teaching things that are outside my comfort zone. If I can't teach art I always said I wouldn't be a teacher. Reality, time off...benefits...steady work...I really couldn't beat it and I need to just simply be thankful that I have a job.
I was feeling a little regretful of things I had done. Things that I had said. Things I can never undo. I need to let it go. I usually can but today I had a day of wallowing. I was angry today. Angry at HIM, angry at her (my mother). Both for leaving me. I have a hard time getting close to someone. I need to work on being a better friend, letting myself be vulnerable. That's hugely frightening. I've come sooo far. Sooo far. I can keep going.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Validation...
All of your friends know how you "made it".
One of your friends called you a virus because you take what you need and then move on. Parasite is more like it.
You think you're better than everyone else, and yet you couldn't motivate yourself to do well unless you took the coward's way out. What are you going to do when the shit hits the fan in your new life? That's going to be a hell of a lot messier and I doubt your shallow little brain has learned anything yet.
I hear you're not a really active parent...I figured as much. That way you're protected when the shit does hit the fan. You can say they "weren't planned" (a laugh...You avoided it for 10 years). You can say that you didn't have a say in their upbringing. etc. from what I hear, she's a shallow being as well so the kids don't stand a chance.
As for your father and your weeping, mourning, and beating of your short man chest, do you remember when he was sick in the hospital and pretty much lost his mind? What did you say? You said he should go ahead and be a man and stop taking his meds and DIE. Yes, you said that. So you feel guilty now?? You should. It disgusted me when I heard it back in 2003 and you disgust me now because I am allowed to feel it. You're a selfish hateful being.
A user.
I cursed you once. You remember don't you? I wonder if you think about that on the hard days. Those days when you want to escape. You'll never be able to now. Unless you want to be like Jamie and abandon them. character runs really deep in your family. You feel ashamed that you have come from them. You look down on them because you're "better". Deep inside though, you know you're not.
I am free. I was blind to what you were because I somehow loved you. Sure, there were great things about you and I believed in you. Maybe deep down though there was something that I couldn't love and didn't realize it. Yes, I am free. Think about that on your hard days. You may have your education and be living in your stately home making the big bucks with your stay at home wife and your 2.5 brood but I am free. Not tied down to materialism and enjoying life on a modest scale but grandiose in freedom from worry...freedom from stress...freedom from drama. I never thought it possible to be so happy. The best thing you ever did was leave me. Thank you.
One of your friends called you a virus because you take what you need and then move on. Parasite is more like it.
You think you're better than everyone else, and yet you couldn't motivate yourself to do well unless you took the coward's way out. What are you going to do when the shit hits the fan in your new life? That's going to be a hell of a lot messier and I doubt your shallow little brain has learned anything yet.
I hear you're not a really active parent...I figured as much. That way you're protected when the shit does hit the fan. You can say they "weren't planned" (a laugh...You avoided it for 10 years). You can say that you didn't have a say in their upbringing. etc. from what I hear, she's a shallow being as well so the kids don't stand a chance.
As for your father and your weeping, mourning, and beating of your short man chest, do you remember when he was sick in the hospital and pretty much lost his mind? What did you say? You said he should go ahead and be a man and stop taking his meds and DIE. Yes, you said that. So you feel guilty now?? You should. It disgusted me when I heard it back in 2003 and you disgust me now because I am allowed to feel it. You're a selfish hateful being.
A user.
I cursed you once. You remember don't you? I wonder if you think about that on the hard days. Those days when you want to escape. You'll never be able to now. Unless you want to be like Jamie and abandon them. character runs really deep in your family. You feel ashamed that you have come from them. You look down on them because you're "better". Deep inside though, you know you're not.
I am free. I was blind to what you were because I somehow loved you. Sure, there were great things about you and I believed in you. Maybe deep down though there was something that I couldn't love and didn't realize it. Yes, I am free. Think about that on your hard days. You may have your education and be living in your stately home making the big bucks with your stay at home wife and your 2.5 brood but I am free. Not tied down to materialism and enjoying life on a modest scale but grandiose in freedom from worry...freedom from stress...freedom from drama. I never thought it possible to be so happy. The best thing you ever did was leave me. Thank you.
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