rivkasmom: (Adopt an Island)
I do not tolerate trolls, moles and tattle tales. 
 


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rivkasmom: (Angrycat)
I am so, SO annoyed with Albertson's grocery store.  Beyond pissed, actually.

They stopped putting their day old bread on sale.  They are the ONLY kosher bakery in the whole state, and I depended on the sale bread to cover my grocery budget.  I can't afford five dollars for a loaf of bread, but 99 cents is doable.  I would stock up on everything they had on sale, and throw it in the freezer for days when I was too exhausted to make my own bread.  It's been a life saver for me.  I went a bit ballistic at the employees.

The woman in the bakery department told me that "We're giving it away to the needy."  I stared at her and said "I AM THE NEEDY!"  and gave her a nice long rant about the economy and the state of my finances.  She said "It's a corporate decision.  You can complain, but it won't change anything."

Then I found the general manager, and gave him the brunt of my wrath.  He said "It's for charity, it's a good thing!"  I told him "How many Orthodox Jews are homeless right now?  There are dozens of major bakeries who give truckloads of goods to charity, they don't care if it's kosher.  This is the ONLY kosher bakery, and you're taking that away from us?  Many of us go out of our way to support this store, and we depend on the sales to help make ends meet.  Because I can't get affordable bread, now I have to look at my list and see what I have to put back on the shelves.  This is BAD BUSINESS for you.  I can get kosher food delivered to my door step, and for much cheaper.  There are fewer and fewer reasons for me to drive halfway across town to shop here at all.  You are losing a customer, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels that way."  He just handed me a complaint slip and shrugged.  Corporate decision, ya know.  What can you do?

To make matters worse, there is only one brand of cake mix that is dairy free, and my daughter is allergic to diary.  They used to carry a dozen different flavors of this brand, and now they only carry two.  All of the dairy mixes are much less expensive. I was happy to buy the more expensive ones, and now I can't even do that!

Their kosher section gets smaller every time I go, and I couldn't even get myself a candy bar because it was $4.99 and out of my budget.  At that price, it would taste like eating ashes.  Don't even get me started on 8.99 for a tiny jar of almond butter! 

I was so angry that when I came home I ranted to Aryeh about it for quite a while, and then made 4 loaves of my own damn bread (which came out awesome. I should knead in anger more often.)  

I will never, EVER go back to Albertson's again, until they start realizing that Jewish people go out of their way to shop there, and that we have financial needs too.

In the meantime, AffordableKosher.com and NWKosher.com do door to door deliveries, as does Amazon and Safeway.  SPUD is a great place to get organic produce (spendy) but OMG their food is gorgeous!  You can also get dairy free soy yogurt there which is awesome.
rivkasmom: (Homey Don't Play Dat)
If I ever find out who sent a nasty email to Miranda using a spoof email with my username, you are on my sh*t list for LIFE!

She's been through enough already.  There is not enough "Not f*cking cool, dude." to express how angry I am right now.
rivkasmom: (SHUT UP!)
Serious weather changes going on, gusty wind and rain.  OWIE!

Rivka, STFU.  I do not want to make you pancakes right now.  There is perfectly good chicken and rice on the stove!  I do not want to teach you how to make pancakes.  I don't want to hear about pancakes.  I do not want to hear about what types of things people put on pancakes.  I do not want to help you find pancake mix.  I do not want you to eat syrup with a spoon.  Yes, you can have cookies for dinner, just GO AWAY!  While you're at it, turn down the TV.  No, I don't want to make you oatmeal. OK, fine. I have to get up and find my Imitrex.  Now that I'm up I'll make some oatmeal.  No I don't want to guess which packet you chose. I don't really care.  Just give me the packet!  (So help me G-d, if you take two bites and then tell me you're full, I'm going to have a coronary.)  No, you cannot change your mind and have scrambled eggs.  Chicken and rice, or oatmeal. 

Oh dear lord, when is this Imitrex going to kick in?

*headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*


ETA:  Rivka didn't want to finish her oatmeal (of course).  The Imitrex always makes me feel like I'm going to throw up, so it was good that I had some oatmeal to keep my pill down.  Blargh.
rivkasmom: (Default)
1.  If you are going to unfriend someone, have the decency to PM them BEFORE you unfriend them.  Don't leave them hanging, and then come back with some lame ass excuse "Oh, I meant to send you a message, I just got busy."  Bullshit.  If you have time to unfriend me, you have time to tell me why.

2.  Why is it so freakin' hard to scroll past something that doesn't interest you, or you disagree with. I'm not always fascinated by your posts either, but you don't see me getting in a tizzy over it.  You'd think I'd curb stomped a puppy or something.  You're really going to throw out an otherwise good friend over a post? 

3.  Who ever is sending screen caps or whatever behind my back, knock it the frack off.  I don't need your help, thanks anyway.

4.  Save the drama for your llama.  This includes discussing my personal life in other people's journals.  Get a life of your own, this one is taken.

5.  If anyone out there is on the fence about unfriending me, this would be a good time to go for it.  You get a free pass, my Christmas present to you.  Don't worry about explaining anything, just do it.  If you stick around, I'm going to assume that you've read my profile and that you have at least a modicum of interest in my life.  Otherwise, have a great day, and don't let the door hit you on the way out.
rivkasmom: (Default)
If you are going to unfriend me, at least have the courtesy of PMing me and letting me know how I managed to piss you off.

I'm still getting posts from you, and when I try to respond it says "friends only", and won't let me say anything.  That's just plain rude.

If you don't like my politics, my parenting style, or what side I part my hair on, that's cool.  I'm a grownup, I can deal with it.  Just have some internet manners, OK?  

SHAME!

Jun. 30th, 2010 01:44 pm
rivkasmom: (Angrycat)
A friend of mine just posted this first hand account of the G20 riots.  It's long, but it deserves to be published far and wide.

http://kairi-kiss.livejournal.com/105841.html

Please cross post freely.  (Freely?  Oh, the irony.) 
rivkasmom: (Another Wankfest?)
I commented in a friend's journal last night, and this morning I woke up to an inbox full of wankery.

I just got unfriended by a bunch of people who can't tell when I'm being sarcastic, and don't have the nerve to ask me "Hey, what the heck did you mean by that?"  There was epic butthurt all around.  Of course, none of them were real life friends, because they would have been used to my sense of humor by now.  Still, a few of them were people that I kinda considered to be cool. 

Maybe it's the economy, or something in the water, but it seems to me that people are getting more and more thin skinned as time goes on.  People are taking things very literally, and then blowing them up to crazy proportions.  "If you really believe x, then you must think XXXXXX!  Nazi!!!" 

So from here on out, be warned.  I am silly, sarcastic, irreverent and occasionally not politically correct.  I own a gun, vote Libertarian, and I'm pro Israel 100%.  I think that everyone on the planet is created equal, and that nobody should get special rights, privileges, quotas, accommodations (except for disabilities). 

I judge individual people by their actions alone, not on fancy speeches, physical appearances, or group affiliations.  If you want to be my friend, show me.  I believe that there are good and bad, stupid and smart, ethical and evil people in every group.  There are always exceptions, and I am always open to finding them. 

If you think I'm out of line, say something.  If not, then you're a coward and I feel sorry for you.  Life is too short to be riding the Drama Llama all day.  
rivkasmom: (Frinkle Blankie)
OK, I get it. You are quirky and unpredictable, like a Barbara Streisand movie from the 70's. You think you're cute, and nobody knows what you'll do next. Snow right now would not be out of character for you.

Now, on behalf of my fibromyalgia, I'd just like to say QUIT IT!

Signed,

Me


PS: *ow*
rivkasmom: (Frinkle Sad)
Rambo is NOT fitting into my family. He is six months old, unneutered, and from what I can tell he has had NO training whatsoever. I have been trying to work on his dominance issues, but instead of getting better he has been getting more aggressive.

He has been attacking Daisy all day today, and at one point he got ahold of her scruff and was shaking her really hard. I've been breaking up fights every half hour or so. They were not playing, and not just sorting out pack order, but really fighting. (I know the difference, and if they are just sorting things out I leave them alone.)

Just now, I had my back turned and Rambo jumped up and bit Rivka on the arm, hard enough to leave a puncture wound. That settles it. Rivka doesn't have the personality that it takes to control Rambo, and he knows it. If I were by myself, I'd work with this little guy and give him a chance at life, but I can't do that with a small child at home.

I still believe that this puppy can be worked with, and he can be incredibly sweet and snuggly when he's in the right mood. I think he'd do best in a home with no children or other dogs/cats. I also think he needs to be fixed, but I wasn't going to invest the money until I knew if he was staying with me or not.

He's a very smart dog (unusual for a pug!) and will fetch toys for you. We've been working on "sit, drop it, off the couch, and leave it" commands. He does know what what all that means, and will do it if he thinks you will follow through.

Anyone out there with rescue experience and a lot of patience?
rivkasmom: (WTF Monkey!)
Getting a drink of water before bed, minding my own business OMG GIANT FREAKING COCKROACH COMING RIGHT AT ME! *FLAILS* AAAAAAGH *RUNS AROUND LOOKING FOR FLY SWATTER* OMG WHERE DID IT GO? AAAAGH!  THERE IT IS AGAIN, IT'S HUGE!  AAAAAAGH, IT GOT AWAY!!!  GORRAM FRELLING COCKROACH!!!!


Crap.  Now I'm wide awake.

This makes me especially mad  because I spent the entire day cleaning the kitchen from top to bottom.  It's not like I'm leaving a buffet out for them.  Bastages. >:-{
rivkasmom: (Ewwwwww!)
The lady across the hall from me is disabled, and she gets a weekly food delivery.  She's been spending the last week at her daughters, so they left her box of food on her doorstep (and our hall is only 4 feet wide - our doors face each other.)  Now, living where I live I've come to accept a lot of funky odors, but after a few days it really started getting bad.  We have a rat problem, as well as roaches, so I finally looked into her food box to see what was going on. (I hate going into other people's stuff without their permission.)

Not only was there fresh fruit in there covered with fruit flies, but there was RAW chicken, too!  OMG so gross I nearly lost it.  I separated out all of the canned good that were OK and put them into a clean bag, and then tossed the rest of the box into the dumpster.  Thank G-d the smell is fading now, and it didn't get into the hall carpet.

I don't know what's up with the mold count right now, but it's got to be something spectacular.  I can't leave anything out overnight.  Bread turns blue and green in just a matter of hours.  A coffee cup turns into a petri dish.  It's like green fur is trying to take over the world, and it's starting with my kitchen.  Hard, unripe tomatoes that I put on my windowsill last night have turned into mush, and spawned a huge cloud of fruit flies.  Clorox wipes are my new best friend.


But the ultimate Eeeeeeew?  Yet another reason why I have to clean up after the dog as soon as she's done pooping.  The boys in the apartment building have started having poo wars.  That's right, they are picking up her poop and flinging it at each other.  They think this is hysterical.  I couldn't in a million years make that up.
rivkasmom: (Default)
I am just not cut out for apartment living. Today, I was sitting in my kitchen, watching the rats scamper in the courtyard.  I mean, I love nature as much as the next person, and I even used to have pet rats at one time.  Still, it was rather unpleasant.  Adding to that, the cockroaches are getting worse.  (I think we're going to have a very cold winter again this year.)

Now, I am trying to get Rivka to bed because she has to get up early for school tomorrow, and the neighbors above me are having A DRUM CIRCLE!  Of all the things to be doing at 9:30 at night, that is just not cool.  Go find a park or something, we need our sleep!

I can't get out of here soon enough.  }:-(

*sigh*

Aug. 23rd, 2009 09:31 pm
rivkasmom: (Frinkle Sad)
My daughter's friend is over again.  Her parents have company, and they're all drunk.  The girl is staying for a late dinner because she said that "they had food, but it all got eaten up".  D-:  She seems to be hungry every time she comes over.  We can barely afford our own food, but I can't say "no" to her.
rivkasmom: (Glasses Rivka)
There is a girl in my apartment building who is African American.  She's a bully, and likes to follow the other kids around and insult them.  She'll tell the other kids that their clothes look stupid, that they're fat, a fag, etc.  The other day she told my daughter that she "Had ugly yellow hair".  Rivka, completely not aware of the impact of her words, told her "I don't like brown people".  The AA girl's grandma over heard, and freaked the hell out.

I ended up spending nearly a half an hour over there apolgizing my ass off and explaining to Rivka about how we can have a problem with the way people behave, but NOT the way people look.  We judge people by their actions, and that's the ONLY thing we address.  I also remided her of all the other "brown" people in her life that she loved, and how it would hurt their feelings if they ever heard her say something like that.  (Rivka's best friend in the whole world is black/hispanic, and her mom and I take turns babysitting.)

The next day, the AA girl told Rivka that she "Was an ugly whitey yellow head, and not a human".  Rivka just bit her tongue and walked away.  

It really pisses me off that this girl gets a free pass. 
rivkasmom: (Cat does not approve)
Ugh.  One of the boys in my building pulled the fire alarm.  It rang for over an hour.  Finally a cop showed up to see if it was a real emergency.  Of course the kid had disappeared and his parents refused to open the door.  When the cop decided that there was no fire, he left. Because it was not an emergency, it took the fire department another hour and a half to get around to coming over and turning off the alarm.  I have no idea what the building management company was doing, if anything.

The kids thought that is was really cool that they got to see a cop and a fire truck, and the boy who pulled the alarm is now a role model for the rest of them. 

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.  Damn kids.

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