Wednesday, 01 July 2009
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Texas Gubernatorial Candidate Launches Unprecedented Ballot Petition Drive
“WE TEXANS MUST DEMAND ACCOUNTABILITY FROM REPUBLICAN CANDIDATES”
Gubernatorial Candidate Debra Medina's We Texans campaign is looking for volunteers to help with petitions for several ballot initiatives.
These ballot initiatives will help We Texans bring about a restoration of accountability in government and the creation of new tethers insuring our elected officials serve the people - to allow Texas to remain strong, free and prosperous.
Would you be interested in helping out with this revolutionary effort to preserve our republican form of government?
Please contact me at toni_marek@yahoo.com
An Explanation:
Our elected officials are unaccountable and the voices of We the People seem to carry little weight. There are vehicles by which we can restrain our government and restore it to proper constitutional boundaries. We Texans need to use them!
We must do more than simply vote every two years for candidates who, after being elected, seem to forget the very principles that gained our trust in the first place.
All political power is inherent in the people. The Freedom of Assembly protected under the First Amendment to the United States Constitution guarantees more than the freedom of speech or the right to gather to stage protests or rallies. It guarantees more than the forming of political parties. It guarantees that we have a mechanism to effectively have our grievances redressed. A political party has the power to set the standards for whom it will allow to be placed on a ballot under its name, and We Texans as the members of the party have the power to determine what those standards are. This authority of the people is not often discussed by the party leadership and current elected officials who prefer to maintain the status quo, but it is real and it is powerful when used.
Our nation's founders certainly understood this power:
"That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. … when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security." - Declaration of Independence 1776
And the courts continue to uphold it to this day:
"... the Court has recognized that the First Amendment protects the freedom to join together in furtherance of common political beliefs, … which necessarily presupposes the freedom to identify the people who constitute the association, and to limit the association to those people only, … That is to say, a corollary of the right to associate is the right not to associate..." California Democratic Party, et al. v. Jones, et al., Decision No. 99-401, decided June 26, 2000 United States Supreme Court
This election cycle, let's use these powers and demand that candidates seeking to run for office in the Republican Party's Primary do more than just take our money and ask for our vote. The Ballot Petition Drive is one step in a multi-step process to make Republican Candidates accountable to generally ignored positions of the Republican Platform.
What will the petitions do? We Texans will
1. Demand that the party require every candidate to disclose their position on every plank of the platform: support, oppose, or other--i.e., an unequivocal record of where the candidates stands;
2. Demand that the party impose unilateral term limits on the eligibility of candidates seeking the Republican Party Nomination for office, e.g., State Representatives to three consecutive terms etc.;
3. Demand that the party have every candidate sign a pledge of support for certain core issues, such as state sovereignty, property rights, fiscal conservatism, and the right to Life.
Establishing new guards of accountability will not be a simple task, and this is only the first step. Signing these petitions and asking others to do the same will send a message to the party that We the People will not accept more of the same. But to ensure the party listens, we must get involved in the convention process and become party delegates ourselves and make our voices, in addition to our vote, heard. Plan now on attending your precinct convention and working and fighting to be a delegate to your County or Senatorial District Convention, and from there to the State Convention. Delegates supporting these principles were nearly 40% of the vote at the last State Convention and your participation WILL make the difference. More information on how to join us will be coming as this project progresses. For now, sign the petitions, ask everyone you know to do the same, and work to stay informed.
The problems in the political system are pervasive, so the clean-up starts with honest new blood, new troops maintaining their integrity, willing to do what is necessary to restore the forms of our Republican Party and erect new guards for our future security.
Nothing is gained by complaining and then watching our State and Nation fall into disrepair. Now we can do more than talk the talk, We Texans can stand up and fix it.
FIRST we must clean our own house and clear out the unethical actions from within our own party. Join us on the path to restore our republic!
http://www.medinafortexas.com/initiatives.php
Have you seen the Issues Section of the Medina Campaign Site?
Friday, 04 April 2008
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Tots-N-Locks - Victoria, Texas
Before I delve into this story, let me explain the letters in place of names.
I posted a seemingly innocent blog one day about something or the other and thought nothing of it. Later that day, my husband called me and instructed me to never use his name again in my blogs.
Apparently, I used a “pet name” for my husband in the blog entry, without thinking, and someone he worked with read the blog. You can only guess what happened after that.
So that, folks, is why I now use letters in place of names in my blogs.
Back to the story:
My husband, B, always cuts my son, L’s, hair.
He gets out the clippers and it doesn’t take more than 10 minutes. No problems ever arise that a lollipop can’t fix.
This time, I wanted something different. My little boy is almost 4 years old and he has always had the same haircut. My husband kept it pretty short and neat, but I wanted to see it a little longer and maybe in a bowl/mushroom type cut. My husband didn’t think it would look good, so I decided to take him to an actual salon.
Since I don’t have a little girl to dress up, I have to “style” my son’s hair. I am a lot better than I used to be. There was a time when I would color coordinate everything he wore down to his diaper.
Seriously…
Anyway, a member of the “mommy group” I belong to told me about a place in town called Tots and Locks. Supposedly, they really cater to the kids and make it an easy experience.
Once upon a time I took L to a “real” salon and promptly left. I guess they don’t teach stylists how to treat children in beauty school.
I ventured to the Tots-N-Locks salon and I have to say, I was very pleased. It looks as if you are walking into a daycare. There were toys in the front area, a large flat screen TV with a movie playing, and another TV to the side with an XBOX attached to it.
In the middle was a mock karaoke stage with a microphone and speakers.
The lady working must have taken extra classes on how to treat kids, because she was really great with L.
She had him hop up into a chair shaped like a car (there was a Hummer next to it) and while she cut his hair, he got to play a video game.
It didn’t take long and it was only $12 after tax.
Since it was such a painless and nice experience, I thought I would add some pictures and information about the salon. Also, it is a small business and customers are customers. I have had SUCH bad experience with customer service in the past years, I decided that maybe I can focus on the positive with my new comeback to the blogs.
I am going to take pictures and write about the good businesses in town, so as to offer an alternative to the places that refuse to treat a customer right or take some kind of pride in their job. Eventually, something has got to give, and in the meantime - these small businesses will get some much needed customers!
Jessica (Montano), thanks for a great experience! My son now has “hair like Harry!”
For those of you not in the know, he means Harry from Spiderman 3, but he can still shoot some mad webs. I can’t explain it, I only live it people.
So - the name of the business is Tots-N-Locks. They are located at 4504 Lilac Lane Suite 3 (across the street from Mac Haik). Their phone number is 570-TOTS (570-8687).
Jessica told me that they do “Diva Parties” for the girls which include mini manicures. Another upside is that they will cut your hair (or do waxing), while your child plays! Once my youngest gets old enough to engage himself with toys by himself for more than a millisecond, I might try it out.
I have to find a new place to get my hair cut. It is a long story for another blog, but the last time I got my hair “trimmed,” the girl at Regis in the Mall cut NINE INCHES off of my hair before I could say “What the??”
Then she got scared and stopped, leaving me with lopsided hair.
I crap you not, people. I will elaborate on another night when it isn’t nearing 1 a.m.
Until then, go take your kid to Tots-N-Locks, and treat yourself to a haircut too!
To any readers I have left: I didn’t forget about the Twizzlers… and I am back.
p.s. - What on earth is the deal with all of this Mingo Mango Major Mom MHS drama? I have been "gone" too long. Maybe I should change the title to "A Post Not About MHS."
Pictures from our adventure...

Wednesday, 16 January 2008
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Ronald Reagan Endorsed Ron Paul
“Ron Paul is one of the outstanding leaders fighting for a stronger national defense. As a former Air Force officer, he knows well the needs of our Armed Forces, and he always puts them first. We need to keep him fighting for our country.”
- U.S. President Ronald Reagan
"Let it not be said that no one cared, that no one objected once it's realized that our wealth and liberties are in jeopardy" -
- Congressman Ron Paul (July 10th, 2003)
Wednesday, 09 January 2008
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Breaking News: Your Free Speech is Gone and the draft is not so looney after all
H.R. 1955: Violent Radicalization and Homegrown Terrorism Prevention Act of 2007 has been passed in the House (Oct. 2007). The bill now goes on to be voted on in the Senate. Once this bill is passed through the Senate, it is signed by the President and it is LAW.
What exactly would this law do though?
Do you support the president? Are you anti-war? Do you want to stand up and protest anything?
Well not anymore – if this bill is passed. You will be considered an extremist for protesting (in ANY form), or otherwise going against your government in any way, on any platform.
Don’t believe me? Again – a direct link to the bill in the House RIGHT NOW.
http://www.govtrack.us/congress/bill.xpd?bill=h110-1955
STOP sitting back and letting the government happen around you.
Want to fight in a war? Want to be in the military?
TOO BAD.
H.R. 393: (Universal National Service Act of 2007) is in legislation as we speak. It is proposing the requirement that all residents in the United States aged between 18 and 42 carry out national service, and be available for conscription during wartime. It would allow no deferments after age 20. One other thing…
ALL residents, male and female, MUST register for selective service at the age of 18. Wonderful!
What does this mean to you?
If this bill is passed, you or your children will be drafted for a period of at least two years. Period.
I am a veteran of the Army, I served my 8 years, and I did all of that at my own free will. I, as a former member of the military absolutely think this is the worst piece of legislation I have ever seen. Is this bill even being taken seriously?
Evidently it was serious enough to be introduced to the United States House of Representatives on January 10, 2007. The bill has also been referred to three different committees and subcommittees.
Still second guessing me? Here is the direct link to the bill that is in Congress RIGHT NOW.
http://www.govtrack.us/congress/bill.xpd?bill=h110-393
This is not some crazy email that is going around, this is the real deal. This is your government. The people who can make this bill happen are the people YOU vote for.
Wake up. Educate yourself. Be Heard.
VOTE.
Your rights are being stripped away right from underneath your nose.
Don’t disregard this as propaganda when it is in black and white on a desk in Washington right now, being reviewed and ready to be voted on. Don’t believe what the mainstream media is telling you. The time to take responsibility and take back your freedoms is now.
If you sit back, and watch this happen, how will you feel when your baby or grandchild turns 18 and is required to serve in the military or possibly a war?
Today Bush held a press conference while in the Mideast. He said “Iran is a threat to world peace.”
McCain just “won” New Hampshire and the media is painting him to be the next Republican candidate. At a recent rally, McCain said “it would be fine with him if we were (in Iraq) for another 100 years.”
If these are the kind of people kept in office, this bill will happen, we will keep occupying other countries, and your children and grandchildren will be fighting wars you didn’t try to stop.
Take a stand now – before it’s too late.
Have a say, or someday sooner than later – you won’t have that option anymore.
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
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My 2007 Awards DRINKING BUDDY OF THE YEAR:
Hahaha.... I would have to say my “fam by marriage” - those are the only people I have really "drank" with this year lol. Amy – erm…(Blake’s) cousin… mine by marriage. (‘Tis a twisted loop).Kristin – Sista-in-law
LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD:
Who else but my Bull Frog... :)
Christina
NEWCOMER AWARD - COOLEST NEWEST FRIEND?
Katherine – too bad she lives so.freakin.far.away. : (
HIGH POINT OF THE YEAR?
The newest edition: Aidan
LOW POINT OF THE YEAR?
Being pregnant and breastfeeding for the ENTIRE YEAR. When will my body be mine again???
BEST HOLIDAY?
Christmas - Mainly because we celebrate it about a gazillion times between both our families!
YOUR SONG FOR 2007?
So many to choose from... but right now:
Say It Again by Natasha Bedingfield
MOVIE FOR 2007?
Again - so many! August Rush, Enchanted, Waitress, Knocked Up
WHO DID YOU SPEND VALENTINES WITH?
All my boys... well Aidan was still in my tummy...
BEST RELATIONSHIP?
My momma... It is true you get along better as you get older!
WHAT WERE YOU FOR HALLOWEEN?
a mommy :)
RESTAURANT OF THE YEAR?
TEJAS! Ok.. I couldn't resist. Seriously though - La Tejanita has SERIOUSLY upped its game this year. SERIOUSLY.
KISS OF THE YEAR?
The best kiss EVAR: The one Blake gave me as he held my hand as I freaked out on the table in the OR moments before giving birth. Does a C-Section count as "giving birth?"
BEST DECISION MADE THIS YEAR?
To support RON PAUL. Joking aside, watch this and tell me it doesn't spark a little bit of interest...
WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR NEXT YEAR?
Spend more time with all of my boys doing something other than housework...
Set aside quality "me" time at least once a week...
Take one class at VC...
Vote for Ron Paul.
MOST STUPID IDEA WHEN DRUNK?
I can't remember the last time I got drunk...
TV SHOW OF THE YEAR?
What else???
Ok... other than the OBVIOUS *GREY'S ANATOMY* here are a few more that caught me...
MOST LOYAL FRIEND?
Who else? Christina :)
BIGGEST CHANGE OF THE YEAR?
Aidan :)
BIGGEST DOUCHEBAG AWARD?
I second Katherine on this. I am so over this Writer's Strike. Freaking figure it out. Heroes is OVER ... Grey's has like one episode left before it ends...
WAKE UP ABC (and the others) *WE* - the viewers - are the ones keeping you afloat. FIGURE IT OUT.
NEW YEAR RESOLUTION?
Wean Aidan in March and let loose of about half of my body weight. You laugh now... but just you wait (weight). :)
Friday, 31 August 2007
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Flexin' at the Healthplex
I didn’t disappear. I promise.
I have a 5 month old baby who demands I am attached to him every.second.of.the.day.
I am still nursing, so I can understand his attachment, but I am not saying it isn’t a little (searching for the right word…) frustrating. This is where you all give me suggestions and/or your sympathies when you tell me it will last until I wean him.
My first son just stopped wanting to nurse around 3 months. My youngest has decided he is going to nurse forever. And ever. Amen.
Anyhow, I am at an impasse. I don’t want to stop nursing, but it is so bad that I really cannot go anywhere for a long period of time without a call from home saying the baby is inconsolable. I love him to death, but something has got to give.
I put him on a blanket to play or in his walker, and as soon as I am out of his direct line of sight, the screaming starts. I keep telling myself that in the grand scheme of things (and his life) this time that I am spending with him is only a very small percentage of his lifetime. It is worth it.
On a happier note, I have started working out. I joined the Citizens Healthplex a couple of weeks ago and I absolutely LOVE it. I couldn’t say anything bad about it if I tried (and you all know how I speak my mind on these matters). It is a really nice place, and the staff is amazing.
My primary goal is to lose … a lot of weight. I told my husband that when I got within 20 pounds of my target weight, I would tell him what my starting weight was. I have always weighed more than I looked. Even when I was the ever elusive size 5 (for all of one year), I would still tell people what I weighed and they wouldn’t believe me. I must have heavy bones.
Is that possible?
Regardless, I am overweight now – so having heavy bones is neither here nor there.
So, I want to work out every day and hit my target weight (which is extremely realistic for me). I don’t want to be bone thin, and I don’t want to be overweight. I just want average. Average is a good thing to shoot for when you are on the far side of beyond normal.
I have worked out almost everyday and even tried a Zumba class. If I had one word to describe it, I would choose: INSANE. This is my blog though, and I can use a lot of words to explain it.
INSANE.
INSANE.
INSANE.
INSANE.
It was definitely a work out, and I plan on doing the Wednesday (6:15) class from now on. It is to be a beginner's class from now on (on that day only) and I would highly recommend it if you aren’t coordinated (read: like me). I looked like a complete moron bouncing around breathing erratically. Seriously.
It is safe to assume that I will still look like an uncoordinated moron next Wednesday as well. Hopefully, I will get the hang of it and I can start focusing on the whole not passing out thing.
Seriously, it was so much fun to work out that much, and have it be fun.
All in all – the Healthplex gets a 10 in my book. As for Johnny Carino’s (or is it just Carino’s now), the jury is out for deliberation. I had a really bad experience there Tuesday night and called the main office in Austin. The woman who helped me was so unbelievably nice and helpful and is still having more people call me tomorrow to talk about what happened. Once all of that is cleared up, I will share all of the sordid details. And sordid it was…
So – if you are looking for a place to workout, try the Healthplex. I was really surprised at how much I ended up liking it. You get to meet with a fitness specialist and all that jazz. The only bad thing about all of this working out is that I am pretty sure I am not allowed to eat massive amounts of Twizzlers anymore.
Until next time… find me an answer to this million dollar question: Do they make Diet Twizzlers?
Monday, 16 July 2007
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Holy Superhero Batman!
I know. It has been forever since I commented/blogged. Even though it is a generic reason, it is still the only reason I have: I have been so busy.
Not just your average busy, I mean the kind of busy where you forget to eat sometimes.
I am happy to report that my baby, who is four month old on July 19th has not been deprived of eating. He is now 17 pounds.
Seriously.
I am pretty positive that my breast milk has superpowers because the same thing happened to my other child. Well, he was also 9 pounds when he was born. That may have had something to do with him being 20 pounds by the time he was 6 months old.
He was a rather chunky baby, but he stayed 20 pounds until he was about a year and half old. Once he developed his escaping skills, he stopped gaining weight. I guess when all you can do is slobber and “goo”, you whole life is eating.
Anyway, back to the whole busy thing. In addition to my kids keeping me on the crazy side, my family has been sick for what seems like eons. It started with a little bug and turned into weeks. I made it through without getting anything that my kids and husband passed around to each other. I am breastfeeding though, and well you already know about the superpowers that stuff contains.
After all of that, I am starting to feel like the woman on the Suave commercial. She is all nice looking and then she has kids and she gets all frazzled and run down looking. Then in the end she used Suave and she is a super model again. Well, that part hasn’t happened to me yet. I suspect it won’t until I actually buy that shampoo.
Of course that would mean I would have to actually have time to go to the store and to that section of Wal-Mart. When I get a chance to go to the store, I do not go in the “left” side of Wal-Mart. Why can’t they put toys on the other side? Or Shampoo on the food side?
For some reason my son (the 3 year old) has decided that he must own every single superhero that they sell in Wal-Mart. I cannot even begin to explain the fascination he has with Spiderman. He fell down one day and came to me crying, telling me that his webshooter was broken.
Seriously.
Then he got on a Power Ranger crusade and ran around shooting red and blue magic all over the house with his “swords” (swords = anything long and straight … spoons… sticks… toothbrushes…).
It is even more exciting when the two are combined. You haven’t seen it all until your son is running around shooting webs from one hand and throwing red magic from his Spiderman toothbrush sword with the other hand.
It is even better when he “plays” with his baby brother. Baby is sitting in the Bumbo seat, with some sort of makeshift sword, and Brother is in front of him throwing webs and magic. It is all too much excitement for me. Maybe I should being my blow dryer and makeup into the living room and make myself into the Suave supermodel while they are playing.
So – that is how busy I have been. I promise that in the coming months, probably after summer, I will start posting more often. I just never realized how busy I would be with a baby and a superhero.
It isn’t all that bad though, I recently got Direct TV DVR (for free ::gasp::).
I have been asking DVR for a while now, and even with all of my nagging – ahem – I mean asking, my husband still didn’t see a “need” for it. I tried to explain that it was an absolute necessity but he wasn’t budging. It would cost us upwards of $150 and an extra $10 a month added to the monthly bill after all was said and done. He finally said that Dish Network was offering some kind of promo where you get free DVR and told me to check it out.
Well Dish Network does not have the Oxygen Channel or the PBS Kids Sprout Channel. You don’t know hell until you don’t have “Prout” on your TV. So, I was faced with a dilemma. I could get DVR, but I would have to listen to endless crying about not having “Prout,” and I would not get to see “Fight Girls,” “The Bad Girls Club,” or replays of “The Tyra Banks Show.”
In the end, I decided it just wasn’t worth it. During all of that thinking though, I got to wondering why wasn’t there any kind of special promotion for being a loyal customer to Direct TV. Or… is there?
::light bulb moment::
I called Direct TV and politely explained that we have been loyal customers for nearly 8 years and were never late (that automatic bill pay). I told them that Dish Network has been sending me a lot of appealing offers, and I wanted to switch, but decided to call Direct TV and see if they could offer me something to stay, since Dish Network was so appealing (NOT).
The man put me on hold for a few minutes and came back offering me free (read: FREE) DVR and $10 off of my monthly programming package (total plus 250 or something) for an entire year.
Of course when I my husband came home I told him that I had saved us about $270 and threw him the latest Zale’s flyer.
Ahh… the trials and tribulations of being a housewife….
Until next time, don’t forget that even Twizzlers can be swords (my son LOVES Twizzlers.)
Monday, 14 May 2007
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McBaby (Thanks CJ!) Has ARRIVED!
I am not dead physically.
Mentally dead is a whole other story.
For those of you not in the know, having a baby kind of puts you on Planet Looney for a few weeks. Also, if you exclusively breastfeed your child, you are automatically promoted to President of Planet Looney.
You read all of this stuff about how having a baby is this huge joy. Music rings from the heavens, a ray of light shines over the scenario, and everyone “oohs” and “ahhhs.” I want to know who actually experienced this.
Seriously.
What about all the crap? If you have not raised a breastfed baby, and are planning to, get ready for the motherload of all crap. Those babies have more poopy diapers in one month than most kids have in their lifetime. My poor husband was not prepared. He thought at first that the baby was ill, as most normal people would think. I quickly assured him that it was highly normal, and since I had chosen to breastfeed, this would be our lives for a while.
Knee deep in poo poo.
He wasn’t thrilled, but who is? Speaking of my husband, no one tell him I am actually speaking of him. He HATES for me to talk about him on my blogs, but I have to say I really did win the lottery with this one. He gets up in the middle of the night to change poo poo, he builds me lots of stuff (fence… swing set… crib….), and he offers to feed the baby. The last part would be a godsend if the baby would give me 3 and half seconds to pump out something for him to feed him.
Anyway, I just want to give a silent shout out to him, because he rocks. *smooches*
SO… other than being completely exhausted and having a baby attached to me 24/7 (EVERYONE needs an Ultimate Baby Wrap), everything is good on Planet Looney.
Of course I can’t resist commenting on Tejas’ 34 demerits in the latest Food Inspection Report. What is the maximum amount of demerits you can even “achieve?” I just don’t understand how people can even stomach walking into that place, much less actually eating the food. I think that it should be mandated that restaurants post the number of demerits they receive on a huge white poster board in black letters on their front door.
I have said before that I am not always negative about my customer service experiences, and I want to give an example of a great eating experience I had this weekend.
My best friend (Christina) came in from Austin this weekend to spend Mother’s Day. (Actually, she FLEW in because she is married to a pilot… la-tee-da.) She wanted to eat out, and I wanted to indulge in some major caloric intake. I have lost 35 pounds since having my baby on March 19th (brag … brag…), and I have tried to cut back on eating out. I have tried anyway. We both are suckers for Mexican food, so we met at La Tejanita on Sam Houston (across from Memorial High Senior Campus).
Keep in mind that this was Mother’s Day, and the place is usually always packed anyway. I went inside and asked the Manager (owner?) if I could have a table for nine. This would include a small infant and two toddlers, a waitress’ worst nightmare. The manager quickly got us seated, and in a great spot for the two strollers I had in tow.
The waitress got our drinks out quickly, but forgot our queso. I pointed this out to her, but told her it was ok she forgot. A party of 18 people and another party of 10 people came in right about the time we did, so I knew she was busy. She quickly apologized and brought out THREE bowls of queso to us to make up for the slip.
Although the slip up was not affecting her tip, I was happy about the extra queso!
On top of the great service (always full glasses and chips), the food came out a lot faster than any other restaurant on a less busy day, and the food was out of this world.
Seriously.
I eat at Tejanita nearly every Sunday after Mass, and sometimes for lunch or dinner, and I always enjoy my food. The prices are very reasonable (breakfast is just downright dirt cheap) and the people are nice, but this time, the food was just “blow me away good.” They have obviously changed their taco meat (ground beef) recipe. I don’t know what they did, but it is HANDS DOWN the BEST in Victoria.
If you haven’t eaten at Tejanita lately or if you have not been there because of a bad experience, I suggest you try it one more time. They really are worth a second chance – or a first!
Sorry I can’t fill you guys in on more, but my baby is calling as we … er… type. This post actually took me about a week to type.
I wish I was kidding about that...
Until next time, I hope you all had a great Mother’s Day and don’t forget to give some love to theTwizzlers!
Also - Grey's Anatomy's season FINALE is this Thursday!!! No McDreamy for an entire summer!
Sunday, 18 March 2007
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Someone Please Help Me - He's Falling Out
I will officially be a mother of two on Monday morning. While that may sound oh-so-cute to some of you, to me it just radiates this huge feeling of fear within what is left of my brain. I am going to have TWO children.
In diapers.
Sucking on binkies.
Under the age of 3.
Most likely screaming/crying/crapping at the same time.
Seriously.
Because of the aforementioned screaming/crying/whining/crapping, this will most likely be my last blog for at least 2 weeks. I know I am not the best at updating, but I just wanted to let you all know I am not dead, but will feel like it for another couple of weeks.
I hope nothing super fantastic happens while I am gone. I also wish you all great customer service in my absence. I am sure with two kids (one a screaming infant and the other a screaming toddler) I will have MANY stories to share when I return. Let’s just hope that you read about them here, and not on the news or something.
I will leave you with one last little tidbit of information I have learned with this pregnancy. I was reading “What To Expect When You Are Expecting” (a pregnancy month-by-month guide for those of you who live under a rock) and there was a Q&A section about pregnancy pains.
One lady wrote to say that it feels as though her baby is going to fall out sometimes. This was near the end of her pregnancy and she was concerned. I chuckled to myself, because I had never felt that feeling with my first pregnancy, and I was about 8 months along and hadn’t felt it with this pregnancy. I was also amused by the lady because it is so completely obvious that your baby is not going to just “fall out.”
So, I kept reading and the doctor who answered her question went on to say (AND I QUOTE), “This is a common pregnancy pain that is caused by your baby ‘dropping’ and the pressure it causes. While it may feel as though your baby is going to fall out, do not worry, because this almost never happens.”
(Now your mouth drops open and I leave this small space for a horrified pause)
I crap you not people.
Number one: why would a book that 99% of pregnant people say this.
Number two: Holy baby falling out Batman! Does that seriously happen?
I went on for another few weeks remembering this, but thankful that I had not yet felt something that horrendous yet.
That is until about 4 days ago. I almost want to wear Depends just to catch the baby, because I know for a fact, with every fiber of my being that my baby WILL fall out.
It feels like he is hanging out waving at the people passing by gaping at my baby hanging out of where he shouldn’t be. There is that much pressure. So, watch the news and read the paper, because I am sure before tomorrow morning, my baby will fall out and KAVU and a reporter for the Advocate will be trailing not far beyond.
Until next time, don’t forget that Twizzlers rock – and please don’t point and laugh at the woman with the baby hanging out of her nether regions.
Friday, 23 February 2007
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McAddicted.
Yes – another Grey’s Anatomy blog. Who can’t talk about last night? If you are still talking about last night, like I am, get used to talking for another few weeks.
Grey’s Anatomy won’t be back with a new episode until March 15th.
Seriously.
I am like 8 years pregnant here; I can’t be waiting all those weeks for a new episode. I am scheduled to have my baby on March 19th, so at least I will get one episode in before I have a baby screaming in my ear and a toddler pulling at my other ear.
I have some juicy spoilers for those of you who like them. Just highlight the text below to find out what is maybe going to happen… possibly.
• Callie is preggers?
• Two interns get drunk and fool around. Peeps are saying it is Izzie and George.
• That Jane Doe Alex is dealing with – get used to her. She is signed on for multiple episodes, and evidently they get pretty close. Also – if you think she has it bad now, just wait… something else happens with/to her.
Even if you aren’t a fan of Grey’s, odds are you already heard the latest news. Kate Walsh (Addison Montgomery) is going to be starring in a possible spin-off of the show. Shonda Rhimes is currently writing a special 2 hour episode in which Addison will leave or consider leaving Seattle Grace.
Taye Diggs is supposed to star along with Hector Elizondo in that episode that will air in May. Evidently, ABC is waiting to see the ratings before deciding upon more episodes. I am all for it. It means that while we wait those 3 long months for the new season of Grey’s, we will have a “Mini-Grey’s” to watch!
As I mentioned before, I am uber pregnant, so don’t look for any posts of substance for a while. With my first pregnancy, I could sleep whenever I wanted. Now, I have a 2 ½ year old running around and my stomach looks like I am housing a beach ball. My back feels like it is breaking... all the time. When I do get to sleep, I can’t because I am getting up every 3 and a half seconds to pee.
I never got the whole “joy of pregnancy” thing. The only joy I ever had was the few days I got to laze around in the hospital and do nothing once I HAD the baby. I didn’t even care that much about the gaping hole they had to cut in me to get the baby out (thanks to the drugs).
So, I will be posting up until I have my baby, just nothing too exciting/serious. That is unless Tejas blows up. I may have to post about that.
Also - can anyone EVER get tired of watching this?
My husband laughed at me for bawling over this. I had to remind him in between sniffles that I have pregnant hormones RAGING through my body. I can do anything right now.
Until next time, eat some Twizzlers for me. I think I overdosed on them last week.
Thursday, 15 February 2007
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Grey's Anatomy Alert!
If you have ever read my blog more than once you know I can’t live without two things: Twizzlers and Grey’s Anatomy.
Seriously.
In case you live under a rock, or you aren’t super cool like me, I will fill you in. Grey’s Anatomy is a show that stars (among many) Patrick Dempsey and all his juiciness. It comes on Thursday nights at 8 on ABC. That should be all the info you need to tune in tonight.
So, back to my point...
This is February – which means it is sweeps time for major network television. That also means it is time for TPTB (the powers that be) at Grey’s to make the fans absolutely nutty. By nutty I mean crazy in a way that is not safe to operate machinery.
Tonight’s episode is part 2 in a part 3 story arc that is supposed to be the best for the show yet. The creator, Shonda Rhimes (who HATES spoilers) has leaked some information about the story arc that is “spoilerish”, and I must say she is pretty clever.
In leaking her tidbits of info, she has made every single fan of the show THAT much more crazy. And by THAT much more crazy, I mean crazy in a way that even kids can’t make you.
I (along with countless other fans) have been soaking in every tiny last bit of info about what could possibly happen tonight. Shonda has said that she will “break the rules of TV,” and go where no one thought she would go.
Seriously.
So, for those of you who can’t get enough of the show, and care, I have complied a list of what I know may or may not be happening within the next few episodes. If you are not in the “know” these are called “spoilers.” I have put them in white, to protect the eyeballs of people like my sister who HATE spoilers. Just highlight the text below to read.
• Two people will die – one of those deaths will be permanent.
• Denny comes back – for more than one episode. Seriously.
• Callie has some sort of HUGE secret.
• The next 2 episodes could make or break the series and they will show us what direction the show is headed for the rest of the season. Remember the bomb episode last season? Well – wouldn’t it totally change the series if Meredith was in a coma that entire time, and she wakes up way back then?
• The lady Alex saved last week will be here for the rest of the season.
• McSteamy and Izzie get it on…
I also want to add that if you missed some episodes, or you are new to the show, you can watch all of the episodes (from this season at least) online at ABC.com. They have a streaming player and there are 3 commercials in each episode, but well worth it.
Don’t forget the Twizzlers when you bunker yourself in for Grey’s tonight!
Wednesday, 31 January 2007
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Tejas Serves Rotten Food. Seriously.
I have been a little busy lately, and when I finally got around to reading blogs, I saw an interesting entry on Tim's blog. (I also recommend this link, as I think this issue is just as important as filthy restaurants.)
Evidently Tejas gathered an alarming 28 demerits on their latest inspection. Not only is that absolutely disgusting, but I also find it hilarious. Here I am boycotting for bad customer service, when if I had eaten there, I could have gotten pretty sick. Since I am pregnant, I can only imagine what atrocities would have resulted from eating their spoiled food.
I wonder how Mr. Lampo’s “loyal” customers feel about eating rotten food. How do you even begin to defend serving rotten food or having a filthy restaurant?
I asked in an earlier entry where these “loyal” customers Mr. Lampo spoke of were. Perhaps they are hospitalized or otherwise unavailable due to food borne illness associated with Tejas’ food.
One word - EW.
Friday, 26 January 2007
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I Never Promised You An Olive Garden
I read a couple of weeks ago that Olive Garden would be opening for lunch starting on Monday, January 22. A friend and I made plans to eat there on Tuesday for lunch, because we would both be “kid free.” I don’t know about you, but taking a 2 year old into a brand new restaurant during a peak hour is not my idea of fun.
Anyway, Olive Garden was to open at 11 a.m., so we met in the parking lot at 10:45. There was another car there waiting, but I was surprised that more people weren’t waiting to go in. I planned to get out and wait in line if one started to form, but since there was no reason to, I stayed in my truck (it was also 40 degrees that day).
While waiting for my friend to arrive, I saw an elderly lady get out of her car and go to the front door. The man with her stayed in the car, so I assumed she was going to see if the front doors were open yet. I watched her because I am 15 months pregnant, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could go without peeing on myself. I figured if the doors were open, I would go inside early to use the restroom.
Before the lady got to the door, an employee came outside and met her halfway. They exchanged words, the lady returned to her car, and the man started to back up like he was leaving. By this time my friend had arrived, so I got out and told her I was going to go scavenge a bathroom and see what the deal was with the lady going back to her car.
As I got to the front door, I saw some signs that said Olive Garden would open for lunch on January 29. I was about to turn around, but the door was about an inch open, and an employee saw me standing there. I opened the door some more and asked if they were open for lunch on that day.
The employee (who I think was a manager, by the way she was dressed) told me that they opened the next week for lunch. I told her I was sorry and I thought it was this week, because that is what I had read.
She shook her head and told me that it was misprinted. I told her to have a nice day and went back to tell my friend about the whole fiasco. Then we sat in the parking lot for another 5 minutes trying to figure out where we wanted to eat lunch. During that time a few more people did the same thing I did. I felt bad for the employees inside. I knew that it would probably be happening all week long.
My friend and I decided to eat at Montana Mike’s instead, since they have fried zucchini and I have been wanting some ever since the whole Tejas catastrophe.
I loved the service we got at Montana Mike’s. We were greeted by a manager when we came in, and our waitress (Jennifer) was nice. My friend commented on the fact that our waitress seemed a little hurried for us being the only ones in the restaurant, but other than that – it was a really nice experience.
Except for the smell. It smelled like someone dipped my head into a wet ashtray. My friend said it didn’t smell that bad to her, but then again she smokes occasionally. I used to smoke (for many years) and I know that people who used to smoke always think the smell of smoke is stronger and worse than it really is. You have to also couple that with the fact that I am pregnant, and I have Super Smell.
I would suggest they monitor their employees for smoking after hours, or use some serious air freshener for the old smoke smell.
So, we will go to Olive Garden NEXT week. Just to give the employees there a heads up, it will be on Thursday, and we will most likely be waiting for you guys to open. Hopefully, we will beat the crowds.
Look for my blog after our Olive Garden experience, because I am really excited to see what customer service is like in a brand new restaurant with employees that were actually trained somewhat.
As for the misprint snafu, a little birdie told me that it wasn’t a misprint after all; the employees at Olive Garden just weren’t ready to open for lunch yet. Let’s hope that next week brings short lines at 11 a.m. on Thursday, and personable (ready) wait staff.
On another topic, I was wondering if anyone else is getting horrendous service (customer and internet) from Suddenlink. My internet is the most unreliable piece of rat feces I have ever had. It is always down, and when you call to get someone to talk to, they are rude and promise things that just aren’t true.
I have kept track and my internet has been down for a total of nearly 72 hours (in a 3 week period). I will be contacting Suddenlink and having my bill prorated for 3 days of service, because at this point – that is unacceptable. I was just wondering if anyone else was having problems as well. I have been reading less than flattering editorials in the Advocate.
Anyway, until next time, munch on some fried zucchini at Montana Mike’s and some Twizzlers!
Monday, 15 January 2007
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Oh Happy Day - I look like Eva Longoria and I am married to Julian McMahon!
I couldn’t resist the latest fad in wasting your time at work. My stay-at-home-mom gig is pretty stressful, so I take time out too! Anyway, I went over to My Heritage because I couldn’t resist finding out which celebrity looked like me.
Here are the results, for any of you that are interested. Evidently Eva Longoria looks like me, and when I did further testing I found that I am married to a Julian McMahon (the hottie from Nip/Tuck – Google him – you won’t be sad you did).
Also, it seems that my plea for a boycott on Tejas is working somewhat. I have heard rumblings around that some people are passing the word on, and passing on Tejas. The funny (sad?) part of the story is that most people I talk to tell me that they really don’t go to Tejas Café anyway.
Mr. Lampo even joined in on the fun by posting his own comment.
"Mr. Lampo had this to say on January 11, 2007 - Posted at 8:46 pm 'Your "boycott" will never work. We have too many loyal customers for just a few to make a difference. Happy eating!'"
I guess Mr. Lampo does not care about how everyone who posted comments feels. Evidently he doesn't care about "just a few" people. Wow - I have never heard of an owner of a business saying outright that he did not care about customers, no matter how few they were. He sure seems confident in the fact that he has loyal customers... I wonder who they are.
Or rather, where they are? Mr. Lampo is the only person who had anything positive to say about Tejas, and I have to say he is biased, since he actually owns part of the establishment. I have talked to quite a few people aside from my blog, and I have not found one single person who didn’t readily agree that they would either boycott Tejas, or they already were for their own reasons.
I guess he is still holding onto the slim chance that maybe people will forget all about Tejas and the bad things going around about it and go back there. Not to worry, one taste of their food and some of their service and it will all come back to them.
In other news, I have to apologize for not posting sooner, but I have been really busy lately. Two more months until our no-name baby is born. The only name we have secured is the last one, so wish us luck on the rest of the process.
My husband was off of work last week on a mini-vacation. I say “mini” because the minute I found out he would be off I compiled a list of things I wanted him to do.
Have I mentioned how annoying it is to be pregnant and not be able to lift more than 35 pounds or so? Did I also mention that it sucks not being able to do much at once, due to the fact that you have a human being pushing everything in your insides up and into your lungs, therefore hindering breathing?
One of the many projects I have for him is building me a new crib. I found one online that I absolutely ADORE. Unfortunately it is $824.
Seriously.
I decided to commission my awesome dad-to-be to build it for me instead. These are the times that I am so grateful that I have a handy husband. He installed a few things around the house, and moved my living room around (I hate things being in one spot for too long). He also helped me (FINALLY) finish moving my things out of the baby room.
We got married 7 months ago and I still hadn’t gone through my stuff from my apartment to see what I wanted to keep. It is a hard process, letting go of your things. On the other hand, we really didn’t need 2 and three of everything.
On that note, I will mention we are having a garage sale this coming weekend. I have lots of things left over from my wedding that haven’t even been used that will be up for grabs. Just look in the garage sale ads this weekend for “wedding supplies and a car.” Yes… a car.
I hope ya’ll stay warm and safe this week, and by all means, please post the places you LOVE to eat. I have been craving (like seriously pregnancy craving) Olive Garden. I know my husband won’t brave the crowds, but I may be able to convince my mom to. I will be sure and let you guys in on how it went.
Until then, peace – love – andTwizzlers!
Thursday, 28 December 2006
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Update: THE BOYCOTT IS STILL ON!
If you are just tuning in, please read the entry below this one to get updated. To summarize, I went to Tejas yesterday and had a very horrible experience. I came home and blogged about it, and tried to reach the corporate office as well as the manager here in Victoria.
Neither returned my calls yesterday.
I am not writing an entirely new entry to explain what has went on since yesterday. This morning I received a call from John Lampo, the President of Tejas Café, Inc. He began by telling me that he did receive my message, and he was sorry for the delay in calling, but their offices were closed for the holidays.
I told him I understood, and he immediately asked me what seemed to be the problem yesterday. He wanted me to tell him what happened. I started to explain my experience, and he cut me off by asking what time it was. He then told me that he pulled the records for the day and that they had one of their busiest days yet.
I told him that it was understandable that they may have been busy, but that didn’t excuse the way I was treated. He interrupted by asking me what I wanted. He told me that “going to the newspaper or the television station wasn’t going to do me any good.” Then again, he asked me exactly what I wanted and what I thought I would gain from telling other people about my experience.
Of course by now, I was taken aback by his tone, and I certainly knew that whatever I said wouldn’t make any difference. I told him that I wasn’t looking for anything free, but I had called him in the hopes that someone would truly care about their customer’s opinions and try and learn from bad experiences.
This is when he explained that the manager at the Tejas here (Dane – didn’t get a last name) is his partner and helps him by running the restaurant in Victoria. Mr. Lampo told me that he is merely a silent partner in this business, and he actually has three other businesses that he takes care of. He then explained that I needed to “be part of the solution and no part of the problem.”
Obviously, this was not what I expected to hear, but I was slightly amused at where he was taking this, so I let him continue. Mr. Lampo told me that I needed to call Dane and tell him that I really love the Tejas experience and food, and I want to know how I can help him (Dane) make me enjoy it better next time. I told Mr. Lampo that I had already tried to call Dane numerous times the day before, after their lunch rush hour.
He told me that Dane most likely had not gotten my messages and to try again today. I agreed that I would try to contact the manager again today. Then Mr. Lampo asked me about the hostess and wanted to know her name. I told him that she refused to give it to me, along with his name and Dane’s, as well as their corporate number.
He told me that a hostess wouldn’t have any clue as to what the corporate number was, and then he launched himself into a spiel about kids in today’s culture. Mr. Lampo blamed hip-hop and parenting of kids today on the reason there is such bad customer service. He said that most “kids” today would rather go to a party, than worry about getting fired.
Since there is such a need for employees in the customer service field, they either don’t get fired, or they can find a job the very next day. With that kind of job security, there is no need to worry. I told him that I agreed with him on that aspect. If I wanted a job, I would only need a couple of hours after the lunch shift to secure employment at almost any given eating establishment in Victoria.
He thought I saw his side of things, until I pointed out that lack of training and discipline in the job arena is what has contributed to this massive crisis to begin with. Owners of these places cared only about money, plain and simple. Obviously this offended him, as he went back to telling me that I should call Dane and try and sort this out.
I pointed out that his manager/partner was the one who basically caused this entire thing to begin with, but I would call and see what his side of the “story” was. Mr. Lampo then told me once again that by writing about Tejas in a negative way, or by talking to anyone about it, I would only be hurting myself, because I would gain nothing from it.
In an attempt to just end something that was going nowhere, I told him that I would try and call Dane today. I thanked him for his call and said goodbye.
I am still reeling from the audacity of this man to call me and tell me that I would gain absolutely nothing from telling someone about my bad Tejas experience. I expected at the very least something that resembled an apology. I never expected him to tell me I am part of the problem with bad customer service.
I waited 45 minutes to eat with 2 hungry children, only to be treated like garbage. I was passed up for people who ate at the restaurant more than I did, and for what reason? Mr. Lampo would not answer that question; he merely said that, “Dane is my partner, so he can’t be fired. What do you expect me to do?”
Mr. Lampo – I will tell you what to do – munch on some Twizzlers and drown yourself in the fact that you, my friend, are screwed. You have a horrendous business partner, and your poor judgment in people is the reason there is only one Tejas Café left.
Again, I implore everyone who reads this to boycott Tejas, as maybe Mr. Lampo and Dane will come to understand that when you give bad service for long enough, eventually people will find another place to go. And that by telling someone about bad service – it really will make a difference.
Wednesday, 27 December 2006
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BOYCOTT TEJAS CAFE
I haven’t done my “Person Who Should Be Fired of the Week” in a while because I have been so busy with the holidays and such. I have had some bad experiences since my last blog about customer service, but nothing bad enough to warrant taking time out of my crazy holiday schedule to write about it.
That is until today.
Tejas Café will forever be on my boycott list as of today. I cannot believe the experience I had, nor can I keep quiet about it. As a matter of fact, I placed a call to KAVU immediately after leaving to alert someone to what had happened.
I volunteered my name and face to get to the word out about Tejas. Coincidently, the person I talked to had some of her own bad experiences lately and was interested in possibly doing a story. I will keep you updated on that as it progresses.
My two sisters and I arrived at Tejas at 12:14. I know this because I called one of them from the parking lot, only to find they were already parked. I had my 2 year old son in tow, and one of my sisters had her 1 year old with her. It was busy, since it was lunchtime, so I expected either to wait in the front, or to wait a little at the table for our food and/or waitress.
We went inside and the hostess asked us how many would be in our party. I said 3 adults and 2 high chairs. She said it would be just a few minutes because they needed to clean off a table. We said that was fine and sat down in the front.
After about 5 minutes a group of 3 young (early 20’s?) people came in the door. They were seated immediately in the back. I was curious as to where they were sitting, because 3 adults and 2 high chairs can fit at a 4 person table. I peeked around the corner, and sure enough they were sat at a 4 person table in the back.
There is something in the fire code about putting high chairs at a booth, but this was an actual table, with ample room around it to allow for high chairs. Actually, there were 2 other empty 4 person tables right next to it, but they were dirty.
Usually I would have said something about it, but I assumed the hostess was new, or didn’t realize we could have sat there, so I brushed it off (VERY unusual for me…).
Another 5 minutes went by, and another group came in. The hostess was busy cleaning a table that would fit us, but there were 4 tables open that could fit the two ladies that were waiting, and those tables were clean.
The ladies waited for about 2 minutes and then asked us if they seat themselves. I told them that the hostess was cleaning a table and pointed her out, and that she should be right back up. The hostess was no more than 30 feet away, and she saw the ladies, but I assumed she was just trying to get the table cleaned since we had been waiting there so long.
After another minute or so, the ladies decided to leave and eat somewhere else. They left in a huff, just as another couple came in. This was a man and a lady and the hostess stopped cleaning the table and came up to greet them. She called them by name and told them there would be a 10 minute wait. They decided to sit at the bar and order their food.
She took them back to the bar with menus and then came back to the front. We had been waiting nearly 15 minutes, so I asked her how much longer would the wait be. She said that it would be another 15 minutes because they had to wait and get the tables cleaned off. She then walked to the back as my sisters and I sat wondering the same thing as anyone else would: Why couldn’t she clean off a table or two?
Maybe hostesses don’t have that kind of training. One of my sisters asked if I wanted to go somewhere else, and I decided we could wait another 5 minutes, simply because I really like the fried zucchini. Right after that a man and his daughter came in. I knew the girl from mutual friends, and the man is a well known lawyer/judge in town. We talked for a few minutes and I explained to her about how we had waited and there was no one to clean the tables.
Another man came in while we were talking and was told the wait would be about 10 minutes. He was by himself, so he decided to wait. Shortly after that, a waiter came up. He recognized the lawyer/judge and told the hostess he would wait on them. The waiter them took them to a table and the girl waved at me.
I could tell she was slightly embarrassed over the fact that they were seated right away ahead of everyone else, but it really was not her fault. I don’t want to name them, because they are nice and it wasn’t their fault that the waiter knew them.
What was wrong is that the waiter and the hostess blatantly ignored the man and us, who had been waiting now for more than the 15 minutes they promised. It was also wrong that the waiter did not take time to clear off a table to sit us at. We had been there nearly 30 minutes at this point, with two small children.
By now my sister had counted there were 11 tables available. Nine of the tables were dirty, and there were 2 empty and ready to be sat at. They were both booths, so we wouldn’t be able to sit there with 2 high chairs, but the man who was waiting with us could have been seated there.
During the past 15 minutes we and the single man had been waiting, the hostess was literally just standing at the front booth. She watched as another couple came in and she told them the same thing: It would be 15 minutes to be sat. They sat down and asked us how long we had been waiting, and why we were waiting with all the tables available.
I told them what we had been told: We had to wait for them to clean off tables. We had waited the 15 minutes, but no one was cleaning any tables and people just kept coming in. They looked at the hostess and wondered why she couldn’t clean a table and we said we wondered the same thing.
By then, it had been nearing 45 minutes that we had waited. I went up and asked the hostess to talk to the manger. My sisters were already venturing to the car so as one of them could get to work. The hostess told me he was busy. I asked her if she could please go and get him so I could talk to him. Without moving an inch, she used her super ESP powers and said that he was busy, and he would come and speak with me when he was available.
I asked her for her name and she said she didn’t have to give me that. I kind of snickered and told her that was ok, could I have her manager’s name. She said I couldn’t have that either. I wanted to ask her if there was anyone there who was not in the Witness Protection Program, but decided to just be cordial. I then asked if I could have her manager’s name or a corporate number. Again, this was information she could not give me.
She smiled during this conversation, and seemed happy that everything was privileged information and that I could not have it. Anything that resembled polite left my brain and I tried to keep in mind that there was a table of about 9 police officers less than 10 feet away, so I couldn’t be mouthy.
I said that was fine, I would have to go home and try and look it up on the internet. I did want to know, however, why there were people seated before us and others. She literally did not answer and just gave me a blank stare. I waited a couple of seconds and said, “Is there a reason why we and some of the other people were ignored?”
Again, she just stared at me. I kid you not. She just stood there. I figured I was not getting an iota of anything out of her, so I just shook my head. The man who had been waiting this whole time was also flabbergasted at her mime impression, and decided to leave. I went around the corner to find some other employee and asked a waitress if I could please speak to the manager.
The hostess saw this and went towards the back. Less than a minute later the hostess and the waitress came back. The waitress walked past me and the hostess informed me that the manager was too busy and I would have to have a seat and wait if I wanted to speak to him.
I shook my head, and decided to just leave. I had my two year old on my hip and I am almost 7 months pregnant. I knew that whatever happened once the manager came out would not be something to put in any kind of memory book, so I just left.
Like I said before, as soon as I left I called KAVU. You all know from reading this blog that I have said it a million times before: Customer service in Victoria is absolutely horrendous. The lady I spoke with at KAVU told me she had a similar experience at another restaurant the night before.
I sincerely hope that KAVU does a story on what crap customer service has gone to in Victoria. It is absolutely ridiculous to be treated like this. The sad part is that this is not an isolated incident. I have had problems at Tejas before, but I have also had problems at almost any other restaurant in Victoria as well. Waiters get paid about $2.50 an hour. They rely on the rest of their income to come from tips. How do they survive? Who tips these people?
The people in this town need to take a stand and start doing something about it. Start getting names and corporate numbers. Eventually something will be done. One call here and there from me won’t do the job. If you have a bad experience get names and get numbers. Email me with your bad experiences and I will write about them and call the corporate offices.
I eventually looked up Tejas Café’s corporate number and left a message, as there was no answer. I assume they are closed for the holidays, so I don’t expect an answer from them until after the first.
I am calling for a boycott of Tejas until I get some kind of answer. I placed two calls to the manager that was “too busy to talk to me,” and have not gotten a response as of 3:20 p.m. today.
You have got to listen up Victoria: Customer service is HORRIBLE. Start wising up, because no matter how big a company you work for, it will eventually come back around to bite you in the “you-know-where.”
Just to illustrate my point, my sister and I decided to eat at Vera Cruz after this incident. We were seated, ate and paid our ticket in less time than we spent waiting at Tejas. So, next time you want Tejas, get some homemade (REAL) Mexican food and go to Vera Cruz, La Tejanita, or Las Palmas. All of those restaurants have my seal of approval, and I think by now you would know that to get any kind of approval from me, you have to be above par.
Tuesday, 19 December 2006
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Christmas-Time Again...
I am
pretty sureabsolutely positive that I am not going to get my $515 Manolo Blahnik’s. I mean, on a scale of 1 to 10, I would rate my chances at a –3. Evidently, Oprah did not read my blog, because the shoes never arrived anonymously, nor did a camera crew to talk about my obsession with these shoes.The horror.
I have a picture of the shoes on my desktop, which makes my husband roll his eyes every time he sees them. He has assured me that I am not going to be purchasing a $500 pair of shoes anytime soon, and he won’t be hurrying to Neiman Marcus to purchase them either.
Again - the horror.
I am happy to report that I am feeling better. I am almost starting to actually enjoy the pregnancy some of the time (SOME of the time). I really don’t think I should look forward to an uninterrupted night’s sleep for another few years. In fact, I think I need to make my mind think that what I am getting now is a good night’s sleep, because there isn’t a baby crying every 2 hours at me.
My BFF, Christina, came down this weekend for my family’s Christmas party. Since my sister hosted Thanksgiving, I decided to do Christmas at my house. I knew it would be tiring, considering the huge ball attached to my stomach and the fact that my hormones have completely taken over my brain. I go from normal to nervous breakdown in about 2 and half minutes.
I anticipated chaos since there would be five kids under the age of four and two kids under seven at my house most of the day. I told everyone in advance that if they wanted a full meal deal, they would have to bring it. I was putting out snacks only, to ensure an easy cleanup.
We also have a Chinese Christmas to exchange gifts for the adults, and the kids draw names for each other. It seems to be the easiest and cheapest way. We all have at least 2, some of us 3 or 4, Christmases to go to because of extended families, so it isn’t like some huge catastrophe that everyone got one present.
As usual, during the Chinese Christmas part of it, everyone fought over the liquor. If you are lost on the Chinese aspect of this, I will try to explain in a few words or less. Everyone brings a wrapped (unisex) gift, with a price tag between 10 and 20 dollars. Then everyone draws a number and you get to pick a gift in that order. The catch comes when someone wants something someone else has already opened.
For example: My sister selected a present before me. It was a rice cooker. I have wanted a rice cooker for quite some time, and this was a very nice rice cooker. Evidently, my mom and her beau thought they were going to just get one present for the both of them, and each brought a $40 gift. So everyone fought over their presents (until the liquor was opened).
Anyway, when it was my turn to choose a gift, I took the rice cooker, and my sister had to either choose an unopened gift, or a gift that someone else had already opened that she wanted. This goes on until the end, with the sad rule that a gift could only be taken three times. After that, the gift was frozen with its lucky owner.
You can imagine the scheming that goes on with four couples involved. The plans to steal and freeze a gift could easily match that of a bank heist. In the end, I ended up with the rice cooker (my hubby took one for the team and ended up “freezing” it for me), and Christina got her liquor stolen for the second year in a row.
All was well in the end though, because her husband ended up with a Jello shot kit (complete with liquor), and she ended up with a night out without the kids. We decided to take in a late movie (after the kiddos were asleep – to appease the husbands, of course). We both wanted to see “The Pursuit of Happyness,” but decided that after such a long day, we just wanted to sit back and laugh the stress away.
So, we saw “The Holiday.” I am not a fan of Kate Winslet or Cameron Diaz, and with Jude Law’s past behavior, I wasn’t looking forward to seeing him (or Jack Black) try to look sexy in a movie. The movie started out with a few “stab you in the heart and let it bleed” moments, but moved quickly into “laugh those snacks right off your butt” moments. I definitely was not bored during any part of the movie, and found it hard to choose when I would take one of my bathroom breaks.
Going to the movies pregnant isn’t the easiest thing in the world. They need more bathrooms towards the back of that place. You try running with a baby knocking up against your full bladder. I dare you.
As for the movie – I loved it. Jude Law and Jack Black both had a definite hottie factor at the end of the movie, and Kate Winslet did a great job. As for Cameron Diaz – I just can’t get over her huge mouth and annoying voice. In the end, I give the movie a huge A+, if you are looking for a feel good chick flick.
In other news, I am finally composing thank you notes for my wedding (which was 6 months ago). It is horrifyingly late, but it is better than never. For those of you who have kept track or care, I got pregnant on my honeymoon. I started getting sick about 3 weeks later, so the thank you notes were put on the back burner.
Well, they have burned to a crisp and it is time to send them off. I contemplated sending them with a holiday greeting of some sort, to knock two birds out with one stone, but in the end I thought that would be even worse than sending them 6 months late.
I have started to wonder if people are going to think that we divorced already or something. Oh well – always something to keep the tongues wagging. Until next time – thanks BFF for my Twizzlers (even though my Baby Bear ate most of them…).
Friday, 08 December 2006
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Shoes Fix Problems. Manolo Blahnik's Fix Everything.
I was going to write a rather large opening paragraph about how unbelievably busy my life has been as of late. I was going to apologize for not updating in what is record time for me. I was going to do all of that. Instead, I will illustrate in one sentence how busy I have been:
I was happy to hear that Grey’s Anatomy would be a re-run last night so I could go grocery shopping.
Seriously.
Then I saw that it would be re-runs until January and I suddenly broke down into an uncontrollable sob. Luckily, this happened when no one was around, and I cleaned up my meltdown before anyone could prove it actually happened (except those who know KNOW me and know it happened).
So, yeah, I have been uber-busy. And you know, I am six and half years pregnant. I have a belly sticking out to forever, my feet are on hiatus as well, and this baby kicks more than I ever thought possible.
Did any of you have two completely different babies in utero? My son swished around occasionally and stretched a little there are the end. That was about it. Then he was born…. And well – that is a completely different nervous breakdown. Let us just say that when you child is colicky for 10 months and doesn’t sleep through the night until they are over a year old – you deserve some sort of award.
Which brings me to this pregnancy and this – WAIT. I haven’t shared my news with my other world! I am going to insert a little tidbit right here: We are having a boy!
Yes. ANOTHER boy in my life…
I sort of wanted a girl, but in another small way I really did want another boy. I mean, by the time they are BOTH 2 years old (or so), they can go play with Daddy for ENDLESS amounts of time. Of course, that will leave poor me… ALL TO MYSELF. (YES!)
Anyway, as I was saying, this baby is so much different. He kicks. Oh, and he also kicks. And – he kicks.
All.
The.
Time.
Seriously. What is going on? Does this mean when he comes out he will be mellow like my first son was in the womb? I am praying that is the case. Maybe he is getting all of the “eat every 30 minutes and then cry for an hour” out of his system.
A couple of nights ago, around 2 a.m., I was tossing and turning and just basically miserable. Finally, my husband asked me (in a somewhat annoyed voice because I was keeping him awake), “Are you ok?”
I wasn’t supposed to answer this question. I was supposed to just say something like, “I am fine, honey. Sorry for keeping you awake.” I mean, that is what you say at 2 a.m. when you get to sleep in and your husband has to wake up and go to work at the crack of dawn, right?
I didn’t get that memo, because my answer went something like this, “No. I am not okay. I am tired. I just want to sleep on my stomach again. My back hurts. I have to pee – AGAIN, and the baby is kicking NONSTOP.”
There was some silence, which was followed by a quiet (yet ADORABLE), “I’m sorry, honey.”
How exactly do you sleep with a baby kicking your bladder and punching your stomach? Or he is facing the other way? Regardless, is there something I need to say or do, or some sort of secret password I need to use to get him to settle down?
Maybe I need to eat exactly two and a half Twizzlers before going to bed.
Until next time, I leave for you my one and only gift request. I am hoping that Oprah will see this, take pity upon my poor pregnant body, and silently send these to me. I couldn’t wear them until after I give birth, but it would be a nice addition to my “I have been sober for 9 months and I am going out” outfit.
The shoes (clickable).
They are a bit pricey (heh…), but that is why I am hoping Oprah sees my request. Or, one of my FANTABULOUS readers could point me to the Payless version?
Thursday, 16 November 2006
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Advocating Your Local Scam
I wrote last week that I was going to report on a scam that was running an ad in our very own Victoria Advocate. Then life happened and I had to deal with some home issues. After all was well, I started my investigation and immediately found out that the ad was not running in the Victoria Advocate any longer.
So, what was I supposed to do? I wasn’t sure until someone emailed me the contents of the ad, before it had been taken out of the Advocate. Here is what it read:
"HIRING for 2006 Postal Jobs! $18/hour starting. Average pay $57,000/ year. Federal Benefits. No exp required. 800-584-1775 Reference #5220 Fee Required."
I called the number, and acted like I was eager to get a postal job as soon as humanly possible. The “800” number is answered by an automated service (surprise, surprise…) that “verifies” your eligibility. The company is identified as USWA and the message tells you they fill positions for post offices. Once you verify that you are 18, a US citizen, and you have completed high school or a GED equivalent you are put on hold.
During the hold time, another message plays that tells you that once hired, you will make a minimum of $20 per hour, and on average postal workers will make more than $57,000 per year along with outstanding benefits.
Finally, someone answers the phone and in a very pleasant voice asks you for your name. Her name was Kimberly Taylor and she thanked me for calling and then asked if it was my first time. I explained that I really needed a job and that I would be perfect for the postal service. She then verified all of the requirements the automated message had asked.
When she asked if I was a US citizen or had a green card, I hesitated and asked her if I really needed that. She said that it was not required, and that as long as I had completed a GED program or high school in the United States then I would qualify.
I told her that I had and she continued on to tell me about how much money I was going to make. She then said that I would be sent a registration packet. This packet would contain a 250-page study guide and several practice exams.
The packet, of course, would cost $99.50. I told her that was a lot of money, and that I had read you should never pay for a job. She assured me that this was only a deposit.
Kimberly told me that if I was not offered a job on my very first interview, or I didn’t even pass the exam, I would be 100% refunded. She then told me that once I complete my first full week of work as a postal worker, I would be refunded the money as long as I sent the 250-page book back. I told her that was perfect and she went on to explain four different positions available to me.
She said I was eligible to work and all I had to do was pass the exam with a score of 70. She did include that if I passed the exam with a 90 or above, I would be offered a job automatically, and that with this study guide I would be guaranteed to make a 90 or above.
I wanted to know what happened next. She said after I take the exam, I would be notified with 2 weeks of my score and my first interview. I asked about when I could test and she told me that as soon as I was comfortable to take the exam, I could look up online when to take the exam. I would be provided a link, and the exams are given weekly.
I then told her that I didn’t want to have to relocate to work and she assured me that I would be “placed” within 30 miles of my home. It was a guarantee along with the other guarantee of getting my money back.
After asking me if I had any more questions, she quickly moved onto the payment part. I told her I didn’t have a bank account or a credit card. I told her that I had the money, and I could send it to her in the form of a money order.
After inquiring if I could give someone the money and use their credit card, Ms. Taylor advised me that they did not accept mail in payments, but I could send the money via MoneyGram.
She told me the total after shipping and handling and with tax would be $129. I acted thrilled about being able to do this and she promptly gave me the information I needed. I would pick up an express payment form and put in a receive code and their company name. I acted as if I was writing this information down, and said, “ok then, company name, USWA.”
She quickly corrected me and said that the money had to be sent to “Exam Services” because it was for this particular exam. It made no sense, but I acted as if I was jotting it down anyway.
Kimberly gave me the account number to write on the form, and the total once again. She asked me when I would be able to send this payment off, and I told her I would do it as soon as I picked up my children from school.
She thanked me and told me that my information and packet would be sent as soon as they were advised of my payment. I waited for a couple of seconds and she asked me if I had any more questions. I then asked her how they would know where to send my packet, since she had not taken any information from me.
Her words suddenly became a bit flustered and she explained that I would put that information on the MoneyGram form, but I could go ahead and give it to her anyway, in case for some reason it was not legible on the form.
I quickly gave her my fake address, complete with a hard to spell street name. She, I am sure, then wrote the information down just as quick, never asking how to spell anything.
Finally, I was told good luck with my test and my new future and then “goodbye.”
Immediately after I hung up, I called the post office to see exactly what I would have to do to be hired. I was told that they only test once a year, and it is advertised in the paper. So, first of all, I would have to wait until next year because they just tested not to long ago. Second, I was told that they test close to 600 applicants in the Victoria area alone and no one was guaranteed a job no matter what score they make.
Interestingly enough, I found out that if you are a veteran, you automatically get 10 points added to your test and you get priority during the hiring process (YAY for me if I ever want to become a postal worker…).
This is when I made the call back to the original “800” number. I explained that I had just studied for a month and taken the practice exams, only to find that my post office was not testing for another year. The customer service agent gave me another number to call, and said that it was the Customer Care Department.
I called the number the previous woman gave me, and was told to call yet another number. Oddly, I didn’t have to hold when I called either of these numbers. I dialed the last number and told the next person of my problem. She asked me when I had gotten my materials. I said about a month ago or so ago.
After typing a few things, she asked me if my name was “Stephanie.” This was the fake name I had given to the girl when I previously called. I told her no, that it was “Marlene Farrelly.” (I am not good at this, obviously.) She asked me if I was calling from my home and I explained that I was at work.
Evidently, this was enough to convince her that I was calling from a business and she asked me again what was the problem. I explained what my post office had told me, and that I wanted a refund. She said that was not part of their refund policy. I then told her that I was told my post office would test weekly.
She explained she could not be responsible for anything a customer service agent had promised to me and would fully reprimand the one I had spoken with. I didn’t have much else to argue after this, and politely said good-bye.
If I had been a part of this, then I would have been out $129. I found out about this from a reader who alerted me to this ad running in the Advocate. As per her request, I will keep her name and identifying information private, but I will call her “Mary” for this article.
Mary desperately needed a job, and this sounded like a great thing, complete with a 100% refund. After getting her book and studying, she went to the post office, only to learn exactly what I found out. They only give tests once a year, and they hire after that.
She called this company back at the number they provided and it was a non-working number. After nearly 50 calls (which she had documented on her cell phone bill), she still could not get anyone to give her money back, or even explain why she would not get her money back. Mary then returned the book to them, and found out a few days later the company (USWA) refused it.
She called her credit card company and they contacted USWA. They informed her credit card company she had never once contacted them, asked for her money back, or sent the book to them. Of course, Mary has kept all of this information and quickly sent it to her credit card company.
She told me that it took nearly 6 months, but she finally got her money back. She reported all of this to the Federal Trade Commision and Fraud Protection Agency and then to the Victoria Advocate.
This is when she found out that the only thing that USWA had to do was add the words, “fee required” to their ad to keep it running. Mary also explained that she knew two other people in the Victoria area that had fallen for this, and didn’t have the time, or energy to try and get their money back.
I wanted to write about this because I want people to know that falling for these types of things does not make them any less educated than the next person. There are new things popping up every day, and they are becoming increasingly clever. You should keep in mind when seeing ads to this nature, or getting emails from places in which you hold accounts that there are some steadfast rules for these things.
- NEVER pay for work or the promise of working at home over the phone. I am a stay at home mom and I have more than enough experience in looking for “work-at-home’ jobs. There are not that many that exist, and the few that do require an extensive hiring process that does not require money, but do require you to fulfill a lot of things that don’t make it worth it in the end (unless you want the extra tax work.)
- NEVER answer emails that claim to be from your bank (credit card company, Paypal, E-Bay, etc.) and ask for identifying information. If you have an account online, it doesn’t matter where, these companies will NEVER EVER contact you and ask for you to give them credit card numbers, social security numbers, or other personal information. Companies NEVER email threatening to close an account if you do not provide this information.
- NEVER click on a link in your email that is to your bank, Paypal account, or anything of the like and input your username, password, or any other identifying information. This is a common scam that I almost fell for once. I got an email from Paypal telling me that I had money waiting to be deposited into my account; I just had to verify the funds. I clicked on the link in the email and was about to “log-in” to my account, when I realized the address at the top of the address bar did not say anything about Paypal.com. If you have to log into any account you have anywhere on the Internet, ALWAYS manually type in the web address to prevent people from obtaining your personal information.
I hope that this information helps and is passed along to your loved ones. My grandma and mother have both been close to falling for things of this nature, that look innocent enough. This isn’t about age or education, though. Anyone can fall for something like this. Here is a link that provides information on some scams that are happening now.
http://www.ftc.gov/bcp/conline/pubs/alerts/fedjobs.htm
In the end, if you are questioning paying for something, or giving someone your personal information – it is best just to not do it. Talk to a friend who works in that field, or contact an office close to you that deals with what you are hesitant about. Get answers before you share your personal and identifying information.
And most of all – please don’t forget about the Twizzlers, ya’ll.
Thursday, 09 November 2006
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Hit Him, Britney, One More Time...
I doubt that this entry will even get read, seeing as how the big news of the week is not my blog - but Britney. I have to say, I was so happy (personally) about Brit's new outlook on her life, that I have been reading all the updates at People.
If you are living under a rock, let me fill you in. Britney Spears finally took a bath, gave up the cheetos, and filed for divorce from Kevin Federline (K-Fed). She is seeking sole custody of her two children, and says that according to her pre-nup, she owes K-Fed zero. Her pre-nup states that anything she gave or bought him that is valued at or over $10,000 belongs to her. I guess that includes his wedding ring?
K-Fed hastily responded by filing a counter-suit. He somehow found time to show up sober and during the day to do so. He is seeking alimony and sole custody of his two children. I find it funny that he didn't try to get his two children from his previous relationship. I guess Shar doesn't make enough for him to care about those kids.
He says that their combined assets are "uncertain," even though Britney said they have no combined assets. What could he possibly have that they share? He was making 30k a year when they met 2 years ago, and only started working recently (promoting a CD a record company that she funded).
I can't wait to see how long he drags this out. Anyway, onto other news...
I had a reader email me and alert me to a scam that is going on right here in Victoria. I have some more research to do, but I am sure that a lot of you will be surprised to hear that the ad for this scam is running right here in the Victoria Advocate. I promise to have the blog up by Monday, so stay tuned.
The last comment on my previous blog (by a reader named Lara) has made me decide to follow her suggestion and make a website. I will be working on that next week and hopefully it will prove to be a helpful success for Victorians and the surrounding counties.
So until next time, remember that Twizzlers are good for you in some way.... maybe.
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