90 Days of Health

Looking back at holiday pictures it is hard to believe how much weight has crept up on me. If I was honest with myself my achy back and my creaky knees and double chin making a sneaky appearance would have been a clue. I have started a 90 day health event for my Facebook friends. This is where I will motivate others to eat better, move more. I will review recipes and products and share with them. I will be there for their ups and downs as they will be for mine. If we all help each other, then maybe 2012 will be our year. One small accomplishment at a time. Maybe you all can do something along the same lines in your social circles. Could it hurt?

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Love Separated

 

What is love to you? Is it that old sweater your dad gave you with many holes you refuse to throw out? Is it that feeling you get when you gaze upon your sleeping baby? Is it the ache you feel when you see your parents grow old? Or is it’s when you look at the person you are about to marry? Is it the satisfaction when your pet cuddles with you after a horrible day and it gives you that look of complete adoration? Whatever love is to you, there is nothing worse than getting separated from that love.

Recently one my friends found the man of her dreams. She had been through a lot in life and I think resigned herself to life of status quo. But love has a funny way of finding you when you are no longer looking for it. Wouldn’t you know she found her soul mate? Cheesy right? Not if you have found your as I have. You understand it exists. The problem is he was on the other side of the world. For what seemed an eternity they conversed over the miles until one day she took the plunge and went to his country to see if this was all real. She went to his beautiful country and met his son, and instantly they realized this was actually all for real. Soon after they were married and became a family. Their love only grew as they went through day to day life. But the unthinkable happened. The country they were in, denied her visa, three times and made her leave.

So on a plane with a shattered heart she left her three loves, the country she fell for, her husband and her son that she had found. She sits in America unable to return. They are reapplying for Visa but nothing will transpire till next year. But in the meantime modern technology like Skype and Facebook and phones have helped, but nothing replaces when love is so far away. I told her she should have him come here in the mean time for a visit but international flights are expensive and they are just people just trying to afford an average life much less jet setting.

I told her she should write her story with all her pain she and her family are feeling and put it out there on the net, and their friends and who knows, maybe a couple of strangers might give $5-$10 and they would be able to see each other. Her response, they couldn’t do that. You see my friend always thinks of others before herself. She is always there to help out with her last dime, her last bit of food, her time, anything for others but when it’s for her she couldn’t. Love should not be separated. Not all of us get an opportunity to find true love. Not all of get a second chance at love either. Not ever little boy gets a chance to get a new completed family. Nothing worse than being unable to hold someone you love so much.

If by chance you feel compelled to help in some financial way, please let me know via my twitter handle @thismomsguide or if you are personal friend on my facebook send me an email. Thank you….if anything…they are accepting prayers to be reunited quickly and permanently…that she will accept willingly and eagerly.

 

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Things I Have Learned From TV & Internet I Live By

I always see things on tv or the internet, and I think they are great ideas, but most of the time I forget. But these ideas have stuck with me, and I thought I would share with you!

Creamy Mashed potatoes vs Gluey Potatoes. Heat the milk and the butter before adding to the potatoes before mashing. Makes a difference

Soak your lasagna Noodles in water for 20 min before layering in your dish. Boiling makes em hot & fall apart, not boiling makes crunchy. This is the happy medium.

Wrap your lettuce and scallions in paper towels when you bring them home from the store

Put your asparagus bottoms in a glass of water in the fridge

Make your silver jewelry shiny again? Apply toothpaste to the blackened silver jewellery and rub well. Or soak the silver in water in which potatoes were boiled. Let stand for one hour. Wash with soap and your jewellery shines again.

Use a collander in a bowl when serving ice at a party, keeps it out of the water

Write with a sharpie marker names on plastic cups or juice pouches or cans at parties

Keep a scrap box for anything leftover from crafts or school projects, you will be suprised how often you can use that box

Throw in the garbage disposal a little lemon peels, it freshens it

Keep a pad of paper & pen by the bed. Never know when you will remember something.

Keep a food journal if you are serious about losing weight.

Mayo is a good hair conditioner

Keep a Safety Kit in winter for your car based on your needs. (Water, food, Thermal blanket, First aid kits, flare gun, first aide kit, small shovel, pocket knife, matches, etc…)

Never go to bed angry

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I Am The First

I am constantly told I am the first. I hear, “Well you are the first to tell us ________. It bewilders me how this happens. Am I seriously the only person to bring something to another’s attention. Or maybe I am the only one always complaining, my hubby may attest to that one (giggle).

For instance, when my daughter was in preschool, and she checked a book out of the school’s library. She brought it home and I sat down to read it to her after she told me there were scary pictures in it. It was about a bottle that washed up on shore and a lady finds it and opens it and a thing comes out saying it would grant her wishes, but she knows better. It turns into all these horrible scary monsters, and it talks about taking over the earth and getting rid of humanity. Seriously? She had just turned 4 (there were 3-5 yr  children in her class). I brought it to her teacher who said,”Wow we had no idea! You are the first person to complain about this book ever.” It was donated into their library three years prior and 15 children had checked it out before and no one had ever said a word!

At the beginning of her kindergarten year she was read a book about a girl who turns into stripes, and then barbs, tails, gross things to finally turning into her furniture after lying. The pictures are extremely graphic and realistic. My daughter had nightmares and crying fits over it. I talked to her teacher who came down on me. She said that, “You are the first parent in five years to ever complain”. After investigation on the Internet and other friends I found this book has done the same to many children ages 3-6. Older kids can handle it better and it does have a good message. But again I was the first.

Today I was at the gym, and parents have to take small children 6 months – 6 years through one of the aerobic rooms to get to the small child daycare. Aerobic classes are loud, but this lady teaching today is a new category of loud. It was actually ear piercing as she screams one two three…. It hurt my ears, and I have a little hearing loss. I looked down at my 15 month old who had a pained look on his face. I walked into the room to see a little baby. I thought no way, these children can not speak for themselves, and they could really get hurt. So I went downstairs and very nicely explained the situation. Again I heard those words, “You are the first to complain, but we will get it addressed.” I have heard other parents and coworkers complain about this lady’s noise level,  but no one said anything to anyone who could do anything about it?  They turned it down about five minutes after I complained.

Before you ask, it is not just about my kids that I speak up. I do for anything I think deserves a voice. A long time ago we went to a large chain restaurant. My husband and the husband of our guest both enjoying these 22oz beer goblets. (the place use to have monstrous desserts in them, but changed it into a beer mug). After 3 each, they realized they should be feeling a bit something but there was nothing. We called the server over and I asked her and she said, “You know, you are the first to say anything!” Of course we were, right? So we asked for a beer bottle and filled the glass. That is only 12 oz. It was almost full, and could only fit about 2 oz more. They were charging for 22 oz beers mind you for over a year. The manager attacked us verbally, but I got the GM that happened to be there that day, not only did they comp our entire meal and drink tab, but you can no longer get beers in those goblets. He showed me the boxes the goblets came in, it was 22 oz to serve food, and was not manufactured for liquids. Hence the discrepancies.

I do get it all the time. I am the first. I am first to speak up. I am the first to stand up for others. I am the first because no one else is going to do it for me, and apparently I am doing it for a lot of others.

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It Ticks Me Off

angry kid It ticks me off when people think Stay at Home moms have it easy. I never think a working mom has it easy, even though she escapes to grown ups and has grown up conversations. I hear oh you get to hang out all day with your kids and do stuff and go places, now that is one easy life I’d like. Although I would never trade jobs with anyone, but man to say I have it easy, really ticks me off.

I heard recently, must be nice to go to the pool, how relaxing! Relaxing? Seriously? I only go FOR my children not for me, because to be honest it is a pain in the butt. Let me give you a visual. Back in the day going to the pool meant packing sun tanning enhancer, drinks, towel and your suit. You went with your friends, splashed, had a blast, ogled the hot life guards, got sunburned, left with your friends grabbed grub, changed and partied.

Today I took my five year old daughter and my one year old son. I have to get them ready, lather them with sunscreen screaming and whining, and change them.  Then I had three bags packed; Sunscreen 50+ spf, towels, snacks, drinks, change of clothes, diapers, wipes, hand sanitizer, floaties, Swim diapers, pool toys, and the umbrella stroller. I make the trek with all these things and set up by the pool. I have to change the squirmy baby into a swim diaper because you wait till the last minute in case a stinky gift is given. I get in the pool, baby yells and squirms, tries to escape, falls into the water swallows a ton of water three times (excited about the future diarrhea on that one), keeping an eye on two kids in opposite directions, throwing pool toys over and over, running five year old to yucky bathroom while holding one year old, undressing her, while she screams momma it’s going to flush it’s an automatic one, and the baby is trying to claw out of my arms with my aching back and my sprained pained ankles. Back in the pool, whistle is blown, everyone out, snack time begging the baby NOT to poop. He runs fall on the concrete with his FOREHEAD, bleeds and cries for a minute. Carry baby to lifeguard, clean head, huge bee lands on him, scream running around like a loon, GET THAT BEE OFF OF MY BABY! Back in pool, throwing toys, saving my drowning son, then my drowning daughter, mommy I want my floaties, Mommy I have to pee. Get them dried off listen to whining I DO NOT WANT TO GO HOME MOM! Get them in the car, get home, realize I am sun burned due to medication sensitivity, changed them, fed them, put son in bed for nap, daughter with a movie, and me, well I washed the dishes of course. Sound fun, sound relaxing? So easy. If it gets any easier, I am going to have to get committed.

Another one I have heard, Oh it must be so nice to get to go out to eat at restaurants, how nice and relaxing. Ha! Ticks me off. Yes I love Restaurants it is my favorite thing to do, which is apparent from my waistline. Back is the day we would pick an awesome place, sometimes exotic in flavor. My companion and I would laugh and talk for hours and get ample amount of drinks, apps, dinner, share dessert, and then roll ourselves out!  Now my time is spent like this. I pick a place where my kids will actually eat (sadly PF Changs is not on that list…sigh). I have my one year old son in his high chair yelling because it’s fun, throwing everything under the sun, and trying to escape, flirting with the waitresses. My five year old is complaining there is not enough colors in the crayons they have given her. I open my enormous over stuffed extremely heavy diaper bag, and hand her a coloring book and an array of crayons. Waitress finally arrives and I order everyone a meal and drinks. Daughter needs to potty. If I am by myself I have to carry my son with me and it’s the whole freaking out act because almost all toilets are automatic and seem to flush WHILE she is handling her business. If not I go just with her, toilet paper the seat, set her on, lift her off, pick her up to get soap and wash her hands in the sink and dry her hands (a lot times I am lazy and just break out the hand sanitizer from the bag of Abyss).  Now back at the table, son is losing his mind. Drinks come, my son whines and sips from the straw dribbling it every where and screams for more. Finally food comes. Everyone dives in but me. I chop up the food on my son’s plate, make sure my daughter has her ketchup, napkins, etc. Start to eat, realize my son smells. Take him in the bathroom to change him. Re-sanitize. Sit back down start to eat my now rapidly getting cold food as quick as I can because my son will not last without a melt down for too much longer. Daughter has to pee…again. Go back to bathroom, re-sanitize, sit back down order her dessert, bite into my cold food, and now my son is starting to lose it. Pack up all leftovers, clean up all coloring stuff, pick up the mound of trash and food around my son. Pay the big check, frantically trying to keep my son from screaming. Get to the car. Relaxed? Indigestion maybe…

Why do I go out then right? It’s all my fault. Should my children be hermits because I am uncomfortable. They should see places, eat in places, go to museums (my daughter has been going since she was 6 months). They need to learn to be social, have experiences, see different people. There are moments I do get to enjoy them out. My son’s face when he saw a dinosaur skeleton towering over him, or my daughter trying to pet a sting ray, or trying something new and weird at a restaurant and liking it.  I am shaping them to be these awesome humans and that kicks much ass. I may be uncomfortable at times or frazzled even, but these moments will not last forever. But please never forget that when you see a stay at home mom that is shopping for clothes, or groceries, or eating out, or going to the zoo, etc…there is A LOT that goes into it. So stop ticking me off with the idea we have it easy. We do not have it easy, We have it blessed.

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The Money Lessons

children-money-lessons “MOMMY I want this…..I NEED this! Please!” I hear it all the time, from my own 4 year old daughter and from other children everywhere. We are raising children to not understand the value of money and it’s scary. Most kids do not do anything to help out others either. Both of these issues plague me. I found a solution I believe to break my daughter of this. I was flipping though a magazine called Family Fun from about 7 years ago. (Don’t ask, long story) There was my answer in an article about a caring can. I read it and this is what I am going to start to do for my little one.

My daughter turns 5 next week I was already going to start a chore chart. Only now the chore chart will get stars for every chore completed and every star is 50 cents. She will put half in her piggy bank to do whatever with and half to a caring can. At the end of a couple of months she decides which charity that the caring can money goes to. She will give me the money from the can, unknown to her we will deposit it in her bank and write check for that amount to the charity. I am sure she will get a thank you from the organization, so she will learn her money helps others, she will learn to save for goodies from her piggy (value of the dollar) and we will save money in her account for when she is older (learning to save). I am calling this “The Money Lessons”.

I believe this is such a simple action I can do that hopefully ensures a more well rounded child. As parents we should try to come up with ways to make a better future for our children. We as parents are very busy, but if you fail your children then you never succeed at anything worth while.

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A Mom To The Core

Actual picture of the day my son was born

I am a stay at home mom to two young children. Is it obvious to the outside world? Yep.

Mini Van – Check. Pony Tail – Check. Attire consisting of jeans or sweats- Check. Large Diaper Bag filled with everything under the sun – Check. Most likely a spit up stain on my shoulder- Check.  Huge smile plastered on my face – Check. Kids hanging off me – check.

I am the sterotypical stay at home mom, probaly even worse. I have to wake up early to get a shower in without a 4 yr old staring at me asking me a million questions. I eat cold toast by the time the baby is fed, the preschooler is fed, and the husband is fed. I have phone conversations while hearing Mommy Mommy Mommy in the background. I sleep with one eye open and one foot out ready. I wear the same jeans a few days in a row, because I keep doing everyone else’s laundry. I watch children’s shows and listen to children’s music. My favorite sounds are my daughter’s voice on the phone, and my son laughing. When my babies are ill I pray to God to heal them and give it to me. I love being a mom. There are moments I have considered duct tape as a parenting tool, but just considered. But I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world. I am a mom to the core.

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The Salty Truth

salt-word-m it’s a word I never thought of. I thought Salt was something elderly people only had to worry about. But sometimes life has a way of surprising you. I am not a thin person, and when I got pregnant with my daughter 5 years ago I was already a bigger girl and then just got massive. I developed preclampsia. My blood pressure was dangerously high, and I retained so much fluid, I looked like Jabba The Hut after a beating. It was gross. The tops of my feet even jiggled! No one ever said watch your salt. After I gave birth my blood pressure went back down and I got back down to my pre-baby weight.

Fast forward three years…I had lost an additional 30 lbs with more to go, and surprise, I was pregnant. God has a sense of humor. Are you overweight and trying for a baby to no avail, then succeed on healthy eating plan and you will as luck has it, finally conceive. This time I was carrying a boy. I gained a respectable 29 lb basketball in front of me. I was pretty pregnant! Yay! My blood pressure was elevated again, but not at dangerous levels. I gave birth and wouldn’t you know, my blood pressure stayed high this time and got even higher. Again no one talks to you about losing weight or cutting out…S.A.L.T. It’s almost as if doctors are afraid of offending women. I was put on a Blood Pressure medicine and sent on my way.

I was living life. We moved, had tons of stress, had two children, etc….you know how it goes…LIFE. All of sudden I felt terrible. I had the worst headache of my life. I couldn’t get enough air in my lungs. I felt like I was going to faint and I had chest pains. Welcome to turning 35! My husband was out of town on a very important meeting, and all I could think about was great how am I getting my daughter to school.

The next day was worse. I took my blood pressure and it revealed a shocking 188/116. I had my friend drive my daughter to school (of course because that’s what moms do right?) and then take me to the ER. They did an EKG, checked to see if I had a stroke, and all the great stuff that goes along with it. The only thing they could find was my BP was out of control and my medicine was not working for me.

We had started eating terribly as we started our moving process many months back. I am a woman who loves to cook, usually from “scratch”, but at that time processed foods and drive thrus and restaurants had consumed our meals. My ER doctor (who looked like he needed a diet himself) said it was time. Time for me to get my life in control. I probaly had high blood pressure due to family history, sparked by child birth, accelerated by weight and lifestyle. Awesome. He told me to go on the Dash Diet Plan. Mostly prescribed to Blood Pressure and Heart issue patients, but really after reviewing it, it’s just eating healthy…hilarious. I chose the lower sodium plan of 1500mg and lower calorie plan 1400-1600 of the different levels of the Dash Diet Plan.

Now about a month later I am 24 lbs down, with many more to go. But what I have learned is the amount of S.A.L.T. in things. It is astounding! When I do go to a restaurant, calories and fats are easy, try staying within a salt guideline, well that’s almost impossible. A normal healthy adult should eat only 2,400 milligrams a day. Sounds like a lot huh? Not really when you look at what are in our foods all around us.

Imagine eating healthy…Just one cup of skim milk has 130 mg of salt, add a cup of Cheerios 143 mg. Add a cup of coffee and 2 Tbsp of International Creamer 10 mg = grand total 283 mg of salt. Respectable, but it adds up quick.

Now imagine eating my favorite breakfast at McDonalds. Bacon Egg Cheese Biscuit 1160 mg of sodium, Hashbrown 310 mg of sodium, Medium Iced Nonfat Latte with Sugar FreeVanilla Syrup 100 mg of sodium. = Grand total of 1570 mg of salt. You see where I am going with this, and that is one meal! Sure I love McDonalds and there are better choices to eat, but that is what I got.

I know you are saying I eat healthy all day…oh that healthy can of soup, 890 mg of salt. Those canned diced tomatoes 28 oz can) you put on your healthy wheat pasta 220 mg of salt then multiply by 6.5 because that the total for the can. Those frozen healthy meals can be over a 1000 mg of salt in one little meal. Even some frozen chicken breasts and frozen veggies can have added salt.

Don’t forget our kids! I made Kraft Mac N Cheese (my kids favorite and mine to be honest), when prepared, 1 little cup is the serving size and it equals 780 mg of salt! I am not on a soap box saying don’t eat it, but be aware. If you are going to eat these foods, plan your day better. We need salt in our diets to survive, but not to much so it does the opposite effect. If one meal equals to 1000 mg of salt, remember you have two more meals and probaly snacks to add. You may not know about S.A.L.T. yet, but one day, like me, you will find out Salt has always been there and it can turn out that you should have been knowing it all along…your life could depend on it.

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State Farm Review – Not a Good Neighbor

State Farm pulled a shady thing and coached us to get denied. State Farm wanted a letter to investigate. Here is the copy of the letter. Full names have been deleted for privacy purposes. You choose if the neighbor you want is State Farm after reading what happened to us. Hopefully they will do the right thing in their investigation and I can again believe in them and their motto of “Like A good Neighbor, State Farm Is there.”    Pictures Below of Before and After.

May 26, 2011

In April we had a week of storms. It had insane sideways rains, record breaking winds here by the lake, and flooding everywhere in our county (fortunately no flooding here). I was sitting here on the main floor of our colonial home and I heard water pouring in through the living room wall, through the outlet, through the cracks of the window frame (but the interior part). I quickly called State Farm 800 #. They directed to me to the preferred vendor here in our area for help.

I called them, and immediately they came out tarped the deck above, looked at the shingles and gutters both which were fine. I filed a claim in the morning through my agent and somehow it got claimed under Catastrophic. A rep would be out the following week to look at the damage. I spoke to reps in Dallas who told me to dry it out with the company, and to take lots of pictures since no rep from State Farm could come out right away. The company cut out all wet dry wall out to dry out the walls and to prevent mold growth, took the trims off, pulled the carpet off the tacking and set up drying equipment. They saw no evidence of long term damage or that this had happened prior once the walls were cut away.

My first Catastrophic Rep did not show up on the day scheduled, I found out later that he had been transferred down south to the tornado damaged areas. About a week later, Tyron, an Adjuster working for State Farm called. He said he could fit me in May 26th (almost 6 weeks out from the damage) in the mean time no work of discovery was to be done till he could come out. I said that was a long time. He said look I have 1400 claims in your area. I have a guy with a hole in his wall and I can’t see him for 4 weeks, I’ll let you know if I can fit you in sooner.

It never leaked during normal rains, only when sideways rain happened. Somehow, water was coming in. The contractor was unsure if it was from the kickplate, the deck, the door, or the siding got damaged in the last ice storm that hit us or if the repeated high winds had caused some breach and when the first real bad storm blew in, it came in. He needed to do discovery.

About five days ago a man name Dwayne from Dallas in State Farm called to confirm we were to have Tyron out this Thursday. I explained everything above, also stated that everyone was surprised to were listed under Catastrophic. He said. “Don’t say that to Tyron. It could cause another delay.” He told me do not mention Kick plate because that could be considered standing water. He said, “Make sure you say Storm Damage and Wind Driven Rain to him.” He mentioned the door would be probably needed to be taken off and maybe the siding. He was very nice and helpful and truly seemed to care, so I decided to tell the adjuster exactly that when he arrived on Thursday. He left me the phone number of the Dallas Office.

Tyron was supposed to arrive at 8am to meet myself and the contractor. At 7:58am he called to say he was going to be an hour late. My contractor left, and then returned at 9am. At 9:30am Tyron finally arrived. Not apologetic, but pleasant. The contractor said, “Wow you are younger than I thought.” Tyron said, “I am older than you think, I am 42!” We were all surprised and then he said, “Nah I am 27.” Then my husband said to him, “It was nice to meet you Tyrell but I must get back to work.” Tyron made a face but did not correct my husband on the name mistake. I thought great we are off to a wonderful beginning. We took the tour, he barely spoke to the contractor about the situation at hand. He took pictures and asked me questions. He then told my contractor and me he had been away from his family for two months. He had two daughters. He also told me he studied Architecture, and other subjects, and got a degree in Economics. It was weird almost like he wanted to prove he had qualifications. My contractor told him he helped State Farm at one time as an adjuster a long time ago for about a month down south. This seemed to put him more at ease.

At the end of the tour, I mentioned those dreaded words, “Wind Driven Rain”. He whipped opened the policy and said well we don’t cover that. Sorry. The claim is denied. Almost as if he was waiting for those words. He knew the exact page of the policy to show me it. It felt like a set up. My Contractor said wait a minute, that may be how it came in but that is not what caused it. He felt that the last ice storm we had built up on the door and did something to it, and then when we had the first real spring storms with up to 70mph gusts and sideways rain, the issue was exposed to come in. But he needed to do discovery to be sure. Tyron said well ice damage is covered, but that was a long time ago. This storm had wind driven rain not ice, so still no claim will be paid. My contractor said this is not right. This is not existing issue of years, this is not a craftsmanship issue, this is sudden and accidental. Tyron said a tree coming through the house is sudden and accidental not rain. Tyron mentioned the water damage on the floor of second floor. Myself and the contractor both said that was old damage from leaving the door open years ago when they laid the floor during a rain, there was no evidence it did anything to our home beyond the finish of the floor. The contractor said you can see for yourself that the frame underneath is fine, if that had been a problem there would have been evidence of mold, but there was nothing, not even on the drywall. Tyron’s response was well I don’t know that to be fact. He said the only evidence he found was a small hole in the siding in one spot. He said that would not be wind driven because my shingles were fine on my roof. I told him that roof was redone last year. How did he know something didn’t hit the house from the 70mph gusts and caused that, he said I don’t. He said if I had a tree come in my house and then it rained, State Farm would have covered it.

At that moment my husband came down and heard all of this and became very upset. He said I have paid State Farm tens of thousands of dollars and this claim of maybe 3-4K is going to be the reason State Farm loses that for the future. Tyron looked at him and said State Farm is in the business of paying claims sir. My husband had to walk away. Tyron looked at our contractor and said I am sure you understand. My contractor, said I am sorry but I don’t. I believe this is a legitimate claim in the way as ice and winds may had been a factor, I do not know the ins and outs of exclusions of their policy but I am surprised this is denied. I need to do discovery. Tyron saw he was going to get no one to agree with him. Thanked me for being a customer and left (quickly) after seeing I was crying.

I called our local Rep for State Farm and told his secretary everything that happened. She said she would talk to him and she too was surprised we denied. They were going to see how they can help. (I can this office has been wonderful through out these years.) They would get back to me. As of right now nothing yet, I am sure it takes more time.

I do not know why State Farm set our family to fail this claim, whether intentional or not it was wrong. We have spent 6 wks allowing more water to come in because he would not allow discovery. He would not let your “Preferred Vendor” to do his job, nor would he listen to his suggestions of why this has happened. What was the point of having the contractor here? I have been with State Farm since a teenager 19 years ago, I even worked for a summer for your company, because I felt State Farm was reputable company. We have recommended you for years to many families. My husband and I have two Auto Policies, one motorcycle, a house policy and two life insurances. We are 35 years old, meaning we have many years of being your client. The first time we make a claim on our home, this is what we are put through. I am disappointed and honestly disgusted with the whole thing. I have so many other people telling I should go with _____ insurance company because they have never had an issue with their claims and are shocked as well State Farm did this to us.

I will tell you that if this is not resolved, we will take all our business away and make it our life’s mission that everyone knows what transpired. That I can guarantee. We no longer feel we can trust your company. Please help us believe in you again. Thank you in advance for looking into this matter.

Sincerely,

Us

Before the damageAfter

Before and After….

Just an Update: State Farm Corporate got involved from our efforts and our independent agent’s efforts . They too agreed that the Independent Adjuster was incorrect and we were covered. They cut us a check, and the repairs are almost done over three months later. Now they are a neighbor I am watching but not wishing to move away from…

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Facebook Has Super Powers

321takeoff_facebook_mainA long time ago I joined a little Social Media Site called Facebook, perhaps you have heard of it. If not…do you live in a cave? I hated Facebook at first. I was a MySpace person. You couldn’t customize it! Eventually, MySpace became boring, I could log on after a week, and then a month and nothing new happened. Facebook it changed by the minute. I got more friends, more updates….ok I now after 307 friends (all whom I know personally) have become officially addicted to Facebook. Since I have a laptop and wireless internet I see it seems several million times a day, so it seems.

In that time, I have figured out something, Facebook has Super Powers, I am not even kidding. You see Facebook is a lot of things it is an outlet, a connection for everyone on it. Facebook allows me to be friends with people I have known over the years from school, to jobs, to family I may not ever connected with had it not been for Facebook. Also no matter what the heck happened in the past, Facebook seems to gloss it over. I have had falling outs with friends and family over the years, and then I log into Facebook and I have a friend request from them years later. All of sudden we are friends and it’s like it never happened.

Facebook has this weird way of getting people to share the most personal and intimate things. It also has a way of offering a support group when times are tough. Yes Facebook has super powers. I know no other way of saying it. Of course it is what you make of it. For me it has a shiny red cape.

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