In the mail arrived a small, nondescript envelope. Inside was one single solitary piece of paper. Insubstantial, really. Barely any weight at all. Lost amid the catalogs and the credit card offers and the other junk mail the US Postal Service insists on filling our mailbox with.
A bill. Well, really, the bill. Or, more to point, THE BILL.
Forty-six thousand and change. And growing. To be followed, I'm sure, by the bill for the surgeon and half a dozen other non-hospital related charges.
Worth every last penny. Not, of course, that I have forty-six thousand and change lying around. And insurance will cover most, but never, surprise, all of it. Still. THE BILL has arrived.
Which means one very simple thing: Life Goes On as my wife puts it on her blog, (you are reading her blog, aren't you?).
Life, indeed, goes on.
In today's Bleat James Lileks tells of his wife being fired and how much that impacts their life. But in the end, he makes one final point: "Point three: life’s still good."
THE BILL arrived. The surgery was over 2 weeks ago. It's not that life is still good. It's just that life is good.
Yes, Anna, you have "the two most beautiful and wonderful children ever."
Now, let me get this straight: Women in Saudi Arabia are licensed to drive, have to keep their licenses current, are fined if their license expires, and are 'forbidden to drive'? Hows that work?
"YANBU, 24 June 2003 — A father was surprised to discover, on renewing his daughter’s passport, that the 16-year-old had an outstanding traffic fine to her name. The traffic department insisted she pay the fine, incurred for driving with an expired license. Saudi women are forbidden to drive."
Good to see that the DMV is alive and well in Saudi Arabia.