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Father's Day in Casa Lavode was celebrated by real beef hamburgers with Kraft Mac n' cheese on the side for the adults (Tom had a craving) and fishsticks with french fries for the Zodling Duo. Also the latest volume of High School of the Dead. I love my zombie nerdboy husband. ^_^

The weekend itself was free from health mishaps, but this morning is mildly spoilt by low-grade stupid gastro. tricks, albeit without the chills and dizziness that usually entails.

ABA this morning was cancelled so Sarah can finish straightening out the issues with the DMV that are preventing her from getting a base pass that lets her drive herself around, instead of walking or being driven on by someone else with base access. Thus, this morning we are doing heavy duty amounts of backyard playtime, with sunblock at regular intervals, and then hiding in the nice air conditioned house once the heat kicks in. I predict Jack will be getting very frequent time-outs for fence climbing, based on yesterday's antics. ::temple-rub::

Potential trip to Denver still up in the air.

Nerdly decisions

If I decide to pass on the trip to Denver, (which seems likely, as not only do I not entirely trust myself not to panic even on the relatively safe route I've chosen, but I have EFMP to work on and the usual round of stomach issues,) I need to figure out on what to spend the money not already apportioned to paying off JCP this payperiod.

Do I buy more books?? :;bounce, squee::

Or do I pick one of the projects I've been raring to go on from one of my sewing books, and get the supplies required?

Hmmmm.


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The EFMP voicemail box is once again accepting messages - but no one has called me back. I double checked my own voicemail, and all it contained were a recording from Sarah explaining the same details in her email regarding cancelling today's session, and two recordings from JCP's credit card call center (which should stop for a bit, given I was required to give them at least 35 bucks but instead paid nearly half my bill Saturday). Le sigh. Going to keep calling. It's all I can do.

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About the only Unfuck Your Habitat principle I've been able to use today was making my bed shortly after waking up. Sigh. Trying to clean a coat closet in short intervals with short breaks in between works a LOT better when the Small Boy-shaped Creatures aren't trying to steal Daddy's winter gloves or climb into the closet and sit on top of my rolled up yoga mat. :;face-palm:: This is why sections of my house GET this way to begin with. On the upside, I did shove most of the heaviest winter coats into the under-utilized closets of my library and Jack's room, and I cleaned up the top shelf.

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Seriously looking forward to the heat breaking; the backyard becomes uninhabitable as early as ten am lately. My poor boys miss their swing set, but we won't be able to go back out til at least 4 or 5 pm. :(

Ay yi yi

Repeated attempts to call Ms. Casebolt result in voicemail messages left but not returned.

Called the Airman & Family Readiness Center again, seeking their EFMP contact person, and was told their contact person was "not in the office at this time", would I like to be transferred to her voicemail? Yes I would.

Voicemail recording informs me that this box belongs to the person I already knew was on leave until July 2nd.

Tried one of the other numbers I had for EFMP contact, from Tom and the local EFMP Facebook page. They told me I really need to call Family Advocacy, at a different number.

Family Advocacy says I need to call Ms. Casebolt - I explained this was the person whose voicemail I kept getting - or a Sgt, Brandyberry. (A hobbitish name if ever I heard one.) Also, I would do well to simply take my paperwork to the EFMP office, adjacent to the Women's Health clinic here on base, and talk to them. Family Advocacy says that the EFMP office there is where both Ms. Casebolt and Sgt. Brandyberry are located, and even if they are not there the people who are there are who I need to see.

In between all this, I keep dragging Jack off the coffee table, Mark out of the coat closet, and repairing the mini-blinds on the back door, with which Jack is enraptured.

:;temple rub::

Since ABA for tomorrow also got cancelled, I am going to take the boys over to the clinic tomorrow morning and talk to people face to face.

Yay for government-run health care.