When you're about to leave for several hours and you remember that there are a couple of things that you need to do.
Maybe you can find a recipe on YouTube and cook along with it. I made something a long time ago that way and it helped.
Hearing morons in public places full of people, give their name, e-mail address/or Facebook account name and then proceed that with their password. Also, hearing people give out their social security number, name, and address in public full of strangers. Some people are just born fucking dumb as fuck and are desperate to be a the victim of I.D. theft.
Three different evening meals for the fussy family, plus supper plates and breakfast, and the bread machine, coffee cups, wine glasses and beakers. It builds up very quickly.
My phone slipped out of my sweatshirt pocket (I call it my kangaroo pocket) this morning as I was putting on deodorant, fell about 2-1/2 feet onto my bathroom floor. I picked it up and the screen was fine, but the back was all cracked up (total glass body, apparently). Great, I was about to trade it in for the new model but it would've needed to be in perfect condition (which it was). Now I need to pay an extra $40 to have it fixed under my protection plan and THEN I can trade it in.
Thank you. Another thing that frustrated me today is that I begged my doctor to tell me it was okay to drive again but he wants me to wait at least until after my next appointment a week from today.
Anyone have any experience with Ebates? I've been able to sign up and even "earn" some rebates, but their system is refusing to send my account setup link that would allow me to set a password, address, payment method, etc. I'm getting all other emails from them. I contacted support and had a short back and forth with an agent with almost immediate replies, now nothing. WTF?!?
Have you tried a different browser? I've had similar trouble once or twice and tried using Chrome (I usually use Firefox) and it seemed to work.
My biggest kitchen disaster was a Rabbit and Ale stew that I attempted without a recipe and before I really knew what I was doing. It wasn’t nice.