Showing posts with label UHS mental health services. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UHS mental health services. Show all posts

Monday, January 30, 2012

Furniture protection

ELM woke up last week to find the following obstacle course in the living room (designed to keep Coco off the furniture). Sometimes I wonder why Bernie just doesn't go All-The-Way Polish and cover everything in plastic zip covers like my grandparents.


Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Bernie cleaning




Bernie has actually been throwing things away/recycling lately. However, he is still the only person I have encountered who only uses TurboTax to check his own tax calculations. He even hand-computed EAM's Fastlane tax deduction just for fun. WEIRDO.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Sunday, March 15, 2009

SPRING BREAK


 Well, why don't you put it in the washing machine?

I will soon be in Florida with Bernie and Cher. Hilarity will ensue.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Running maps and counting steps



I brought Bernie a whopper to his office. His running maps get better and better.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Christmas Day 2001

Bernie likes to get my goat. As a NICU nurse, Cher used to have to work every other holiday. As a result, she would dictate everything that needed to be done the day of our party. Bernie added "2001" and the red underlining and accompanying stars. I seem to have added some choice response that Bernie later whited out AND saved. 

Monday, September 15, 2008

Bernie notepads and health plans

1. Switching health plans during annual enrollment = Major Drama and Preparation.
2. These notepads are from before I was born

Thursday, July 24, 2008

FY to the I

Bernie Notes posts may not be updated for the next little bit as we do the Moving Thang (returning to the eastern part of the state) and The End of My Glorious Freedom officially commences on 7/28/08 (although I am excited to start my job). You know, figuring out the internets, putting up all my curtains, relegating the Republican Boyfriend's things to the linen closet, letting go of the Spice Rack Drama Mama 2008 (you just don't want to know), etc. We pick up the moving truck tomorrow with a side trip to BJ's. Hilarity will most definitely ensue. So to all of you in the Herst area, I am really bad at goodbyes and just pretend that they don't happen. But I love all of you and I am only a gchat/facebook away.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Get out of my house

A week from today I am officially leaving Bernie and Cher's household with EAM. At the age of Almost 27 (ewwwwww), I AM HAVING A REALLY HARD TIME WITH THIS. These past two years finishing grad school I've realized that even though we are all completely nutzo, I really love my parents. And I also have to leave Coco, which is a tragedy in and of itself. I am hopeful he will become the Permanent Foster Cat.

P.S. Just because the remaining Girls are leaving the nest (again), does not mean an end to Bernie Notes. He always manages to come through as evidenced by Notes for ELM in Seattle. Plus, there will always be Notes for Cher.