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If you know someone who has horrible health insurance, raise your hand.
Yes, even you in the back knows someone with horrible health insurance. You know, the kind that you can’t afford to go to the doctor because it costs so much…
Last month, I had to get an MRI done. Of course, they didn’t find anything, but yet I got a bill for $1800 in the mail. Apparently they can only bill people “out of network” and since my insurance covers NOTHING out of network, I’m up a creek without a paddle.
And it pisses me off. I told my doctor that this issue I was talking about only happened once every 6 months or so. I told her it was when my blood sugar is normally low and when I’ve been up too late too many nights in a row. I told her that it was fine most of the time. But, she wanted me to get the MRI. She NEEDED me to get the MRI. And, instead of doing blood work which would probably get to the base of the problem, I owe the people $1800, which I don’t have.
And the worst is that she wouldn’t talk to me about my headaches until after the MRI. The headaches we’ve been dealing with medically for 6 months and nothing is working. The secondary issue affects me twice a year. The headaches affect me twice a month (or more). I now can’t afford to go talk about the headaches until at least next spring, and the secondary issue hasn’t shown up once since September.
Did I mention that life has been heaving me around in different directions lately? I found out the my income for the next 6 months will be restricted (for reasons that don’t need to be discussed here), and that as of November 1st, I have to rely on Buki to carry a lot more of the burden. Well, where the hell are we going to come up with $1800, when it took me 6 months to save the $200 I needed to (finally) get a new computer. I look forward to getting closer to 30 while still eating Ramen because it’s all I can afford.
Now, I know that everyone will be pissed at me for saying this, but we need nationalized health care. My uncle had gallbladder surgery in Australia, and it cost him about $600. Then when he came back to the states and had a couple of follow up tests done, it cost him thousands. Surgery = $600, follow up tests = over $2000. That makes no sense. Now, I’m not saying health care should be free, but I am saying that we as Americans need to able to afford basic procedures. $1800 for 30 minutes in a machine makes no sense. That much money is around 10% of my annual take-home income. For 30 minutes in a machine. Ludicrous.

Waiting on November

I feel like I’ve been waiting for November to come for a long time. This month is supposed to be crazy.
This weekend we’re going to South Padre Island for a kite festival. Buki’s first festival, and it should be fun. Then the following weekend is Buki’s Birthday, so we’re hosting a house party. The following weekend, we leave to go visit my family in North Carolina for a week, then we return to TX on the final Saturday in November. Woah, busy month.
As far as what’s been going on… a lot and yet not too much. Things have happened at work that kindof suck, but I can’t write about it on the web, and it’s not an end of the world situation. Just means things will be a little tougher for the next few months, but by springtime it’ll be back to normal.
For Halloween this year, we went to a friends house for a party on Saturday night. It was a pretty quiet party, but we had a good time. Sunday night, we ::gasp:: stayed home and gave out candy to the kids on the street. That was a LOT of fun. I’ve never had trick-or-treaters before in TX. Does anyone else have kids show up with grocery sacks as their candy bags? I think that next year I should make some cute little bags to give out to the kids who don’t have one.
I’m trying to get sewing again, but it’s been slow going. I need to make so many styles of bags, yet my primary efforts right now are going to reusable grocery sacks. That way I can sell them on etsy for $10 each and hopefully make some cash for the holidays.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for today.
Hugs n whatnot,
Casifras

Blargh

I really hate it when people are being dicks for no good reason. Seriously, y’all. Lighten up.
Also, I thought I’d give y’all an update on “The Crazy”. She’s still at it! Of course, I rarely hear from her anymore, but she’s moved on to other people. Of course they’re people in my industry. Did I ever mention that she does not work in the industry? She’s only a wife? Yeah, it’s funny because word has gotten out far and wide that she’s crazy. Last I heard, a lady my parents age forwarded her husband one of her “anonymous” emails and basically said “Shame on you for allowing this to get so far. You’re an enabler”
Heehee
Much love,
Cassafrass

10 years

10 years ago, I was a freshman in college. Bright eyes, ready to change the world. Today, I sit at my desk in an office, and can only reflect on the changes in 10 years.
In 10 years:
*My parents moved from Detroit to North Carolina
*Dad went from being an engineer for Ford to being a retail manager at a clothing store.
*Mom went from being a housewife to being a retail manager for a kite store.
*I opened a new kite shop for a huge company.
*I left said kite company and went to work for a wholesale kite company.
*Dad quit his retail job, mom quit her retail job, they decided to open a kite shop.
*I quit my job and moved back to the beach to help them open their kite shop.
*I worked for a bank
*I worked for a coffee shop
*I worked for a disc golf company
*I interned at a fair trade coffee company
*I learned how to sew, knit, crochet… and more
*I had dreadlocks, twice
*I lived in Mexico
*I lived in Detroit
*I lived in Boston
*I lived in Indiana
*I moved to the Beach (twice)
*I moved to Austin (twice)
*I went to school to be a music teacher
*I changed my major when I figured out I wanted to take History classes
*I learned Spanish
*I forgot Spanish
*I relearned Spanish
*I fell in love
*I got my heart broken
*I fell in love again.
*I learned that “they” were right, time heals wounds.
*My brother joined the Army
*He was deployed in Baghdad for almost 18 months
*He came home with “issues”.
*He’s still working through them.
*He met a wonderful woman and married her.
*I managed to get the best sister-in-law in the universe.
*I wrote a 75 page thesis on Chile
*I brought fair trade coffee to my university campus
*I traveled from Indiana to DC countless times in college to participate in marches
*I adopted 2 cats
*I moved them cross country, twice
*They hated it
*They love me
*My hair has been: black, blond, red and brown
*I got tattooed
*And again
*And a third time
*I had up to 15 piercings in my body, most in my ears
*Wait, no. Make that 16.
*I learned how to wear heels, skirts and makeup
*I took a photography class
*And another. Which hooked me on photography for life.
*I photographed bands
*I photographed people
*I photographed events
*I learned that not everything needs to be taken seriously
*I learned that some things can ONLY be taken seriously
*I fell in love again
*I moved in with him
*Life is good

There’s so much more, but I thought that this was a good starting point.
Much love,
Cassafrass

Coming back

So, over the years I’ve had blog homes in a number of different locations. For various reasons, I had to move from spot to spot, and eventually stopped writing altogether.
I don’t really know what makes today different than any other day. Perhaps a fantastic weekend, in which I wish I had a place to write? Perhaps a slow day at work that reminds me that I used to write more in these times? I don’t really know, but it seems like the time is right.
So, let me re-introduce myself. My name is Cassie, but I go by tons of nicknames. Cassafrass is one that has stuck over the years, although if I were to redirect this blog, it would be spelled “casifras” instead. Something about that makes me happier.
Currently, I live in Austin TX with my awesome boyfriend (who we’ll refer to as Buki) and our 4 cats. Yes, 4 of them. I’m not even kidding. I had 2, he had 2, we moved in and such is life. And really, there’s a good chance that a good number of my future blog posts will be about the crazy antics of the 4 cats.
Are we good with re-introductions? At least for now? Because, I’d like to talk about “Buki”.

So, this past weekend, a friend from college came to town. He brought with him a sweet little old Mexican man, Norberto, as they’re touring this region doing a speaking tour. Now, Norberto is probably one of the funniest old men I’ve ever men. My spanish is pretty decent, but definitely far from great. My vocabulary is lacking, and I’ve forgotten more verbs than I remember it seems. But, Norberto speaks not a lick of english. Being the funny man that he is, he was constantly joking about this and that, including making fun of words that I couldn’t manage to say. (It’s true, I have a hard time saying “pelicula” which means movie. This caused him asking many many times “whats on the tv?” at which point I’d have to tell him “a movie”. giggle giggle giggle casifras can’t say “movie” in spanish)
Anyways, on Friday night, Norberto kept asking me who boyfriend was reminding him of. Being the mind reader that I am (HA!) I had no idea. He kept telling me “a band! you know! a band from mexico!” At this point, I started naming some bands I know. Manuchao. No. Cafe Tacuba. No. Well, these bands are definitely not from his generation, they’re from mine! So, no luck.
Finally, at about 11:30 on Friday night, Norberto shouts out “LOS BUKIS!!!” and immediately starts pointing at boyfriend and giggling. It takes us only a moment to pull of images of the band on Google and see exactly what he was talking about.

My boyfriend looks so similar to the lead singer, it’s a bit eerie. Except, boyfriend is about 20 years younger and doesn’t normally feather his hair. However, the similarity is definitely there. And, I think it’s hilarious. So, boyfriend has a new “pet” name, Buki. And I plan to make it stick for a long long time.
Now, for those of you who remember me, yes, this Buki of mine is relatively new, and yes we’re already living together. ::gasp:: In reality, we’ve been together for almost a year (our 1 year anniversary falls on the same day we leave TX to go visit my parents for Thanksgiving in NC). We moved in together over Valentines weekend, and I couldn’t be happier.

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