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Thanks for caring Amazon ...

My mate ordered an item from Amazon on Mon - for next day delivery.
Nothing showed up next day.
Checked tracking on website on Wed afternoon - shipped, but problem with delivery. Huh?
Mate called customer service at Amazon - got a great service rep - kept him on the line, got the delivery service on other line - connected them to work out delivery for Wed afternoon/evening before 9:00pm. Rep said she would call back to ensure item had been received - wow! Great service!
Item was delivered within the time frame - great!! No more thoughts about this. Went to bed happy.
12:15AM - We were fast asleep. Phone rings! It's the long distance ring tone - so I was worried as we have family on the west coast & now felt alarmed!
I answered phone - woman's voice with slight southern accent - "This is Amazon calling I'm looking for Mr. ..."
Me - "Do you have any idea what time it is here??? It is after midnight and we are ASLEEP!! Yes the parcel got here - thanks for checking in!!"
She was at least apologetic for waking us.

Note to Amazon - when you transfer customer service follow-up duties across time zones - please remind staff to consider this fact!!
 
I'm feeling annoyed and sad.
My mountian bike was stolen last night (and helmet and gloves). I really liked that bike. Had a gorgeous ride on it yesterday afternoon. Sunshine, views of the lake, wam day-just a perfect quick 10 k before supper but after work.
The bike is over 6 years old and it was a very good deal sold to me by a friend at a bike shop. It was the last years model. It had front and back shocks and disc brakes and 2 sided pedals so I could clip in or not depending on the terrain.It was a women specific frame and seat. Light frame.

So now the replacement cost is high. 2 1/2 x times what I paid.
And my insurance has $1000 deductible because I have had 2 water claims in the last 5 years. Rates and deductible will go up if I claim my bike.
If I don't claim my bike I can't replace it with the same quality.
I do have a road bike and another bike without suspension.

The missing bike was just such a joy to ride.

and yes I reported theft to police with serial # and posted on facebook. This city is having a rash of thefts this year.
 
No cameras Pinga. and now disappointed to realize that size isn't readily available. It was a 16.5 and that bike now comes in 15.5 and 17.5. It did fit me just right and I really flew on it. Apparently it was a racing model.
 
Sorry for your loss Tabitha. When I used to ride a bike it almost seemed an extension of me. And I named my bikes - like I would a pet. A good bike, that is 'just right', and responds to your every move or mood is hard to replace.
And I never found the police helpful in trying to locate one reported stolen.
 
oh boo Tabitha - that really sucks. Watch your local kijjii & similar buy & sell places for signs of it - if you see it call the cops & have them accompany you to retrieve it. Often these thieves are not too smart about offloading their items. Years ago our house had a B&E - I checked the pawn shop around the corner - found my husband's wedding gift watch there & we were able to retrieve it. Hoping you might have similar luck. I recall you had a kayak (?) stolen a few years back? Sucks to be invaded like that.
 
While in Edmonton we had 2 bikes stolen at different times.through break ins. Both times police recovered bike in 10 months. One was at a pawn shop, one locked up outside a house containing stolen goods.
 
That must hurt, Tab. Only thing you can do is throw your loss (because an instrument that is attuned to you is a loss) into the Universe/Godde and see what comes back. Hate these possession/control challenges.

My friend is in hospice. Very soon. Hurts. Hate this losing crap. Miss her already so much. Don't think I'll ever see a platter of sushi again without a glimpse of her cheeky/greedy grin. She loves that damned mackerel.
 
So sorry, BetteTheRed that you are losing a friend. Although we are thankful for having known people, dang, it still hurts when we lose them, or see them suffering.

Take care of yourself.

***Setting out some comfort foods, a puzzle to take your mind away, and a few good books. May you find peace here this night ***
 
Sad to say, Bette, but it does seem a time of life to experience loss and it's subsequent grief.
Still, if I was your friend, it would gladden my heart to know that I'll be in your thoughts when eating a platter of sushi. It's those seemingly poignant moments that enrich our lives............

Last week-end was a time of renewal for me.
I stayed in Brisbane with my middle step-daughter and family, and felt such gratitude that, eight years after her Dad's death, I'm still very much part of the family.
On Saturday night I attended a Progressive Christian Conference, where American Dianna Butler Bass gave the Marcus Borg Memorial Lecture.

Her lecture was preceded by Marianne Borg talking to us about her late husband Marcus. It's not two years since Marcus Borg died, and I thought what a courageous and strong woman she was, making this long flight to address us here in Oz.

I felt this strong sense of connection with her - and remembered that first visit I made to Canada after my husband died. I seem to have lost any sense of shyness, and said to my friends, "I'm going to have a wee chat with Marianne."

We discussed widowhood, Marcus's influence on many here in Oz -and I confessed to her that I rather fancied my self as a female Marcus Borg, addressing conferences and influencing theology. I added that God had different ideas, reminding me that I was no academic, and He has since found a different way for me to serve.

She laughed and said, "I'll take Marcus in any form that he happens to appear in." Her eyes moistened with the hint of tears, and she hugged me, thanking me for the conversation.

Whilst I was waiting for my ride home she left with Dianna, and said to me, "Good-by Chris."

A story of two widows, travelling long distances, re-entering life............
(I'm glad I'm not shy!) :)
 
Pilgrim, I first met Marcus and Marianne at my the first week-long theological seminar I attended. I still remember the WOW I felt listening to them - Marcus challanging; Marianne feeding my spirituality. I met Marcus several times after than, and attended several more seminars where he was the keynote speaker (including one where he shared leadership with Greta Vosper). I've also read most of his books.
It is difficult to express what it has been like to meet someone who shares my ideas about God but who has developed them, articulated them, discussed them with peers, put them into words in books and in lecture halls, so thast I have been inspired to seek further, read more, attend more lectures, and use this inspiration and these teachings in my own leadership in the small congregations I am invited to lead in worship.
I'll miss him.
I'm thinking of Marianne at this time. fHow she must miss him!
 
I've mentioned before how I welcome the fall -- how I don't do well in hot weather of summer. And this summer seemed particularly hot and humid. And this year, particularly as I sat aroound the table at my sister's place, playing cards and talking, I realized that while we were all hot, I was the only one sweating so much it was running down my face. Several times I had to excuse myself and go and wash my face, throat and the back of my neck with cold water. But polite people don't usually talk much aabout sweat.

Back home, a couple of evenings ago, I attended my Parkinsons support group. Interesting speaker on exercises, information about a Michael Fox fund-raiser for reasearch, coffee break and then small group time - when our support people go off to another room and we break into small groups for sharing, complaining, or just bonding with others who share this one thing in common. And suddenly one person mentioned problems with excessive sweating. My ears picked up. Several others agreed - they had the problem. Night sweats were mentioned. Six of the seven in this small group, mostly men, had excessive sweating. Parkinson?? Yes, someone had looked it up on the computer.

Back home, I typed in Parkinsons / Excessive sweating. Sure enough, it is an often overlooked symptom of Parkinsons.

I'm actually relieved. Nothing I can do about it now - except wait for cool, dry weather and hope that helps - but a relief to know that it is real - I am sweating more than most people, I am not complaining about nothing. It is real. It even has a name - hyperhidosis.
 
Interesting seeler. Speaks to how important it is to speak openly. Do you think there are meds that can help or meds are cause? Good conversation to have with doctor.

Good also to hear of pilgrims conversation
 
I have always been incredibly sweaty. There are nights when Mrs. M has a blanket over her and I'm down to just briefs and still sweating. And physical activity in any weather over about 25 C will get me started. That's why I'm not a big fan of SW Ontario summers. Too hot and the humidity means the sweat stays on me instead of evaporating so that I look like I've been out in the rain. As I say, it's always been that way so I can't it is due to a particular condition or anything. Just seems to be the way I am.
 
Seeler said:
I've mentioned before how I welcome the fall -- how I don't do well in hot weather of summer. And this summer seemed particularly hot and humid. And this year, particularly as I sat aroound the table at my sister's place, playing cards and talking, I realized that while we were all hot, I was the only one sweating so much it was running down my face. Several times I had to excuse myself and go and wash my face, throat and the back of my neck with cold water. But polite people don't usually talk much aabout sweat.

Back home, a couple of evenings ago, I attended my Parkinsons support group. Interesting speaker on exercises, information about a Michael Fox fund-raiser for reasearch, coffee break and then small group time - when our support people go off to another room and we break into small groups for sharing, complaining, or just bonding with others who share this one thing in common. And suddenly one person mentioned problems with excessive sweating. My ears picked up. Several others agreed - they had the problem. Night sweats were mentioned. Six of the seven in this small group, mostly men, had excessive sweating. Parkinson?? Yes, someone had looked it up on the computer.

Back home, I typed in Parkinsons / Excessive sweating. Sure enough, it is an often overlooked symptom of Parkinsons.

I'm actually relieved. Nothing I can do about it now - except wait for cool, dry weather and hope that helps - but a relief to know that it is real - I am sweating more than most people, I am not complaining about nothing. It is real. It even has a name - hyperhidosis.
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If you ever do want to do something about it you could ask about Botox but then it would only help the areas treated.
 
I heard from someone whose kids and husband have HAE, although her husband has it way less severe. He's been having a really bad attack lately and has been in the hospital multiple times for it. The hospital won't give him Firazyr as he's not on a list of people that my specialist has given the ok to have it! I have never heard of such a thing! Shouldn't anyone in the hospital just be given the medication they need? This person has at least been diagnosed, what about someone who hadn't been before the bad attack and the tests come back positive while there? I feel like this is really discriminatory based on the condition. Image if this was epinephrine. No prescription for an epipen? Sorry you're not getting the drug in the hospital either.
My specialist is also out of town, so he can't just be contacted quickly to give the ok.
 
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