The question was asked...what was I like in high school. Not sure that I can answer that objectively. So I have asked a few buddies to comment (that's part two). I don’t think that I fit into a particular stereotypical group. I did not make it as a “brain”. My mother picked out what classes I took, and when. It would have been nice to have a light load, but my mother was having none of that. Whether for rebellious or lazy reasons, I was not a good student. I pretty much never studied. I still did well in my classes (by sheer luck) except one: French. I had no business being in that class. I was completely lost, overwhelmed and frustrated from day one. I wanted to take Spanish (Mom said No!). Did I mention that I love Mexican food? So I told Mr. Trujillo the only Spanish phrase I knew: “Emilio come la aspiradora”, which loosely translates into “Emilio eats the vacuum cleaner. Mr. Trujillo laughed so hard that he made me to be an honorary member of the Spanish Club.
Gotta give a shout out to Mrs. Henson, bless her heart! I was the goofy kid in Chemistry that hooked the bunsen burner up to the water (by mistake!) and made a stunning fountain...and waterfall. My experiments never turned out well. Go figure. But I must admit, I always had the best looking lab partners!
I had (have) a terrible body image. I was told that I was fat and believed it. Looking back, I don't think I was as heavy as I imagined I was. I was about 125 pounds and 5'7". I wanted so badly to fit in. I wanted to be a cheerleader. I tried out but I did not even get to be a “Mat Maid” (a wrestling cheerleader). I guess it takes special talent to cheer from you knees? Phooey.
As a junior, I decided that I wanted to be a truck driver (with my bum of a boyfriend). What could be better than driving and seeing the US, and getting paid for it!? As you can well imagine, my mother came completely unglued! Of course, when the bum dumped me for my ex-best friend, my dream of being a truck driver was scrapped. No regrets on that one!
I think I only “belonged” to one club (other than the Spanish club). During the winter, I would take a school bus and ski every weekend. That was awesome! Nothing more fun than skiing in waist deep powder without poles. Most of my time was spent goofing off in one way or another! I think I started to mature about two or three years after high school. Can't say that I'm there yet.
Would we have been friends?
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Miracle League
I know I talk about this a lot but it is just so much fun. This is the kid we know; he is always happy and hamming it up. The top pic is of him pointing out his shot. He won't even bat unless he has everyone's attention! His Mom shared with me one day all of the struggles that they have been through. She said that the doctors told her there was no hope...he would probably not survive and if he did he would never walk, talk, etc. When man can't, God can! (below pictured with Buddy) I just am grateful that I was given a chance to meet this amazing young man.
Chickie-Poo's
Dinner at the VBC with the chickie poo's: (top pic) MKG "Sissy", "Gracie Lucy" (me) and MK . and the bottom pic is MJ, SK "Mrs. Goofy" and KR. We all look like we are having a little too much fun! I promise that is just ice tea on the table!!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Memorial Day
It is the day to honor and thank our soldiers, past and present. I try to remember to thank and remember them daily in my prayers.
In 1918, at the Battle of the Argonne Forrest, the final offensive of WWI, my grandmother's brother died. He is buried at Arlington National Cemetery .
In 1941, My dad was only twenty years old and only had a few weeks left in his two year hitch with the Navy. He and the rest of the crew of the USS Ogallalah were docked at Pearl Harbor on that fateful day in December. Dad was tired of being in a cramped, rat-infested boat. He was actually sleeping outside when the bombs dropped. In 1945, serving as the confidential secretary to Pacific Fleet First Admiral Chester W. Nimitz, Dad was aboard the USS Missouri when the peace treaty was signed! He saw the beginning and the end of WW2.
In 1918, at the Battle of the Argonne Forrest, the final offensive of WWI, my grandmother's brother died. He is buried at Arlington National Cemetery .
In 1941, My dad was only twenty years old and only had a few weeks left in his two year hitch with the Navy. He and the rest of the crew of the USS Ogallalah were docked at Pearl Harbor on that fateful day in December. Dad was tired of being in a cramped, rat-infested boat. He was actually sleeping outside when the bombs dropped. In 1945, serving as the confidential secretary to Pacific Fleet First Admiral Chester W. Nimitz, Dad was aboard the USS Missouri when the peace treaty was signed! He saw the beginning and the end of WW2.
A Quiet Weekend
I almost feel guilty for not doing anything this weekend. I did not feel well; I was quite tired and felt like I had a low grade fever. So I was a lounge lizard almost all weekend. I guess that is sometimes what long weekends are for! ;-)
Who were you?
I was thinking the other day if my current friends. I wondered…if we had been in high school together, would we have been friends? One of the ladies, I thought would have been the cheerleader type and quite popular. She informed me that I was seriously mistaken. She said that she was definitely not the cheerleader type. She had anger issues back then and probably would have beaten me up. Another lady said that she was so shy that she would not have even spoken to me. I am glad we are not the same people that we were in high school. Thank goodness, we have grown into the women that God always meant for us to be!
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Good Old Days
My father in law (pictured here with his sister) had a birthday on Friday! We had the best time listening to these two talk about the old days. Days of picking cotton; days before running water and electricity; simple and happy times.Gracie Lucy
I've decided that “Gracie Lucy” is the daughter that my mother always wanted me to be. “Gracie Lucy” is a willowy graceful ballerina. She is musically talented and socially acceptable with her white gloves and party manners. Well, we all know what happens when you have expectations….you receive a klutzy, chubby, mud-loving tom-boy.
In the pursuit of making me into “Gracie Lucy”, my mother signed me up for ballet lessons, piano lessons, and charm school. Mom was bound and determined (that would be the classic German stubborn determination) to make me into a lady! The charm course itself would not have been so bad…except one little detail. It was the Wendy Ward Charm School ! I’m sure there are those of you that are not familiar with the now mostly-defunct Wards. It was a department store similar to Sears. They mostly sold tools, appliances, & furniture (nicknamed: Monkey Ward). Not exactly synonymous with CHARM!
Over the course of several (six maybe) grueling weeks, I received instruction through a teacher, the Wendy Ward Charm School manual and homework! It was like boot camp! "Chin up!" "Back straight!" "Do you even KNOW what a fingernail file is?" "Eyes straight ahead!" "Feet at one o'clock!" "SMILE when you say that!" I was drilled on perfect posture, the use of different eating utensils (knowing the difference between the salad, dinner and dessert forks!), how to properly get in an out of a car (with knees glued together) and the all important "one-o'clock" foot position. I learned the Wendy Ward Runway Walk", "GLIDE, girls, GLIDE!!" with my hips forward of my shoulders, my size 10 feet placed: heels on an imaginary line (ok for me a really BIG line), with my short Hobbit toes just to the outside of the line. Thus I would glide, rather like a buffalo, to the end of the runway (actually, it was just a hallway in the back of the store). During this exercise, I vainly attempted to retain my balance. By now I’m sure you have a mental picture ,as well you should, of the lovely dancing hippos in Fantasia!
Oh but wait, there is more! We were “treated” to an outfit of our choosing. We got to wear that outfit as we posed as mannequins in the store on a Saturday afternoon! It was rather amusing to periodically wink at people as they walked by. Sadly, even though I graduated from the course (No Cletus, I did not flunk!), no lady-like tendencies emerged. It did absolutely nothing for my self-esteem and did not foster the ability to glide about gracefully. Since Monkey Ward closed all of there retail outlets in 2001, I have lost any opportunity for a much needed refresher course.
In the pursuit of making me into “Gracie Lucy”, my mother signed me up for ballet lessons, piano lessons, and charm school. Mom was bound and determined (that would be the classic German stubborn determination) to make me into a lady! The charm course itself would not have been so bad…except one little detail. It was the Wendy Ward Charm School ! I’m sure there are those of you that are not familiar with the now mostly-defunct Wards. It was a department store similar to Sears. They mostly sold tools, appliances, & furniture (nicknamed: Monkey Ward). Not exactly synonymous with CHARM!
Over the course of several (six maybe) grueling weeks, I received instruction through a teacher, the Wendy Ward Charm School manual and homework! It was like boot camp! "Chin up!" "Back straight!" "Do you even KNOW what a fingernail file is?" "Eyes straight ahead!" "Feet at one o'clock!" "SMILE when you say that!" I was drilled on perfect posture, the use of different eating utensils (knowing the difference between the salad, dinner and dessert forks!), how to properly get in an out of a car (with knees glued together) and the all important "one-o'clock" foot position. I learned the Wendy Ward Runway Walk", "GLIDE, girls, GLIDE!!" with my hips forward of my shoulders, my size 10 feet placed: heels on an imaginary line (ok for me a really BIG line), with my short Hobbit toes just to the outside of the line. Thus I would glide, rather like a buffalo, to the end of the runway (actually, it was just a hallway in the back of the store). During this exercise, I vainly attempted to retain my balance. By now I’m sure you have a mental picture ,as well you should, of the lovely dancing hippos in Fantasia!
Oh but wait, there is more! We were “treated” to an outfit of our choosing. We got to wear that outfit as we posed as mannequins in the store on a Saturday afternoon! It was rather amusing to periodically wink at people as they walked by. Sadly, even though I graduated from the course (No Cletus, I did not flunk!), no lady-like tendencies emerged. It did absolutely nothing for my self-esteem and did not foster the ability to glide about gracefully. Since Monkey Ward closed all of there retail outlets in 2001, I have lost any opportunity for a much needed refresher course.
Friday, May 23, 2008
KD
Aww, ain't he a little butterball? This is my four month old nephew. I had the best time holding and feeding him at the ballpark!
Ellie Mae
This is my neighbor's dog. Isn't she a sweetie pie? I know she doesn't look underfed but she can snarf down some treats!
Hubby Quiz
What is his name? Cletus aka Lord It's Hard to be Humble
How long have you been married? Almost 21 years
How long did you date? Eight months
Who eats more sweets ? It's a Tie
Who said I love you first? I did
Who is taller? He is
Who can sing better? We both lip sync very well
Who is smarter? Book smarts=me; common sense=him
Who does the laundry? He does
Who pays the bills? I do
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? He does
Who mows the lawn? He does with help from Tdawg
Who cooks dinner? Both
Who drives more? He does, he is a terrible passenger
Who is more stubborn? I say he is, he says I am
Who kissed who first? He kissed me
Who asked who out first? He did
Who proposed? He did
Who has more siblings? I do
How long have you been married? Almost 21 years
How long did you date? Eight months
Who eats more sweets ? It's a Tie
Who said I love you first? I did
Who is taller? He is
Who can sing better? We both lip sync very well
Who is smarter? Book smarts=me; common sense=him
Who does the laundry? He does
Who pays the bills? I do
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? He does
Who mows the lawn? He does with help from Tdawg
Who cooks dinner? Both
Who drives more? He does, he is a terrible passenger
Who is more stubborn? I say he is, he says I am
Who kissed who first? He kissed me
Who asked who out first? He did
Who proposed? He did
Who has more siblings? I do
Funkified!
I believe that I do suffer from “Funkification” every once in awhile. It happens sometimes from being cooped up in the winter. Sometimes I think I just miss having an adult conversation. My cure is an outing with the chickie-poo’s. It does a body (and mind) good just getting around other women. And undoubtedly…we will have a good belly laugh along the way! If an outing isn’t possible, then doing a project is my other cure. Having a laugh or that creative outlet cures the funk!
Wisdom?
Now that both of my kids are in High School…I have decided to share my personal Mom Truths:
1. A slice of bologna will fit nicely in a DVD player.
2. Cats do not like to swing.
3. Dogs look funny when they eat peanut butter.
4. It is possible to clean a pop-tart out of the VCR; however it is not possible to clean a PB&J sandwich out of a VCR.
5. If you turn on the ceiling fan and push really hard on a baby powder container repeatedly, it will look like it is snowing; it will go everywhere; it is nearly impossible to clean up.
6. Home Improvement stores should re-think having toilet displays. Toddlers do not understand this concept.
7. Round legos will easily fit in your nose, but are more difficult to extract.
8. Beans and b-b’s must be professionally removed from your ears.
9. Your digestive system can pass a penny, but not a quarter.
10.And most of all remember: it goes by all too quickly!!
1. A slice of bologna will fit nicely in a DVD player.
2. Cats do not like to swing.
3. Dogs look funny when they eat peanut butter.
4. It is possible to clean a pop-tart out of the VCR; however it is not possible to clean a PB&J sandwich out of a VCR.
5. If you turn on the ceiling fan and push really hard on a baby powder container repeatedly, it will look like it is snowing; it will go everywhere; it is nearly impossible to clean up.
6. Home Improvement stores should re-think having toilet displays. Toddlers do not understand this concept.
7. Round legos will easily fit in your nose, but are more difficult to extract.
8. Beans and b-b’s must be professionally removed from your ears.
9. Your digestive system can pass a penny, but not a quarter.
10.And most of all remember: it goes by all too quickly!!
The ABCs of Me
Accent: Southern Cowgirl
Book that I like: Humorous Mysteries (non- violent)
Chore I don’t care for: Dusting (I’m on a save the Dust Bunny crusade)
Dog or Cat: 1 dog (Shhh! she does not know that she is a dog.)
Essential Electronics: Laptop!!! Digital Camera!! Cell phone!
Favorite Cologne : Halo
Gold or Silver: Both
Handbag I carry most often: Leopard print from Mrs. Goofy (perfect for casual or dress)
Insomnia: (yawn) Yes!!
Job Title: Her Royal Highness Queen of the Nuts, homemaker, chauffeur, chef, personal shopper and oh yeah, Accountant extraordinaire.
Kids: Two boys
Living Arrangements: Two story house
Most Admirable Trait: Quirky sense of humor?
Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Tattling (but he totally DESERVED it!)
Overnight hospital stays: Five, that I can think of.
Phobias: drowning, poisonous snake bites
Quote: Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and preserved piece, but to skid across the finish line broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out, leaking oil and shouting GERONIMO!
Religion: Baptist
Siblings: two older brothers and one older sister.
Time I wake up: 5:30a is when the alarm goes off…
Unusual Talent or Skill: I have a quirky way of looking at the world.
Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: I’m ok with most veggies.
Worst Habit: Crewing on my nails
X-rays: Oh yeah, quite a few and several this year alone!
Yummy Stuff: seafood, pasta chocolate and ice cream (not all at once)
Zoo Animal I Like Most: Big kitty cats (lions, leopards, cheetahs, panthers)
Book that I like: Humorous Mysteries (non- violent)
Chore I don’t care for: Dusting (I’m on a save the Dust Bunny crusade)
Dog or Cat: 1 dog (Shhh! she does not know that she is a dog.)
Essential Electronics: Laptop!!! Digital Camera!! Cell phone!
Favorite Cologne : Halo
Gold or Silver: Both
Handbag I carry most often: Leopard print from Mrs. Goofy (perfect for casual or dress)
Insomnia: (yawn) Yes!!
Job Title: Her Royal Highness Queen of the Nuts, homemaker, chauffeur, chef, personal shopper and oh yeah, Accountant extraordinaire.
Kids: Two boys
Living Arrangements: Two story house
Most Admirable Trait: Quirky sense of humor?
Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Tattling (but he totally DESERVED it!)
Overnight hospital stays: Five, that I can think of.
Phobias: drowning, poisonous snake bites
Quote: Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and preserved piece, but to skid across the finish line broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out, leaking oil and shouting GERONIMO!
Religion: Baptist
Siblings: two older brothers and one older sister.
Time I wake up: 5:30a is when the alarm goes off…
Unusual Talent or Skill: I have a quirky way of looking at the world.
Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: I’m ok with most veggies.
Worst Habit: Crewing on my nails
X-rays: Oh yeah, quite a few and several this year alone!
Yummy Stuff: seafood, pasta chocolate and ice cream (not all at once)
Zoo Animal I Like Most: Big kitty cats (lions, leopards, cheetahs, panthers)
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Well, My Mind Was on Other Things
You paid attention during 74% of high school!
68-84% Pretty good, you know that there are libraries and newspapers, and you remember what you've read. You were a child that wasn't left behind!
Do you deserve your high school diploma?
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Three Things About Me
Three jobs I have had in my life:
1.Revenue Officer (for the IRS)
2.Accountant
3.Waitress (briefly)
Three movies I watch over and over:
1.Legally Blonde (training video?)
2.While You Were Sleeping
3.Pirates of the Caribbean
Three places I have lived:
1.Golden, Colorado
2.Anchorage, Alaska
3.Hazel Green , Alabama
Three TV Shows that I Watch:
1.Deadliest Catch
2.American Idol
3.Monster Quest (In search of Ness-y & Bigfoot!)
Three Places I Have Been:
1.Grenada, Spain
2.Normandy, France
3.The Northern-Most Denny’s in Fairbanks , Alaska
Three People Who Email Me Regularly:
1.Deb
2.Glenda
3.Meggey
Three Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
1.On the beach in the Florida Keys
2.On top of Pikes Peak, Colorado Springs, Colorado
3.In bed asleep
Three People I Think Will Respond:
1.Brenda
2.Shawna
3.Kim
Three Things I Am Looking Forward to this Year:
1.Vacay
2.Present Day (formerly known as my birthday)
3.The Auburn vs. Vandy college football game
1.Revenue Officer (for the IRS)
2.Accountant
3.Waitress (briefly)
Three movies I watch over and over:
1.Legally Blonde (training video?)
2.While You Were Sleeping
3.Pirates of the Caribbean
Three places I have lived:
1.Golden, Colorado
2.Anchorage, Alaska
3.Hazel Green , Alabama
Three TV Shows that I Watch:
1.Deadliest Catch
2.American Idol
3.Monster Quest (In search of Ness-y & Bigfoot!)
Three Places I Have Been:
1.Grenada, Spain
2.Normandy, France
3.The Northern-Most Denny’s in Fairbanks , Alaska
Three People Who Email Me Regularly:
1.Deb
2.Glenda
3.Meggey
Three Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
1.On the beach in the Florida Keys
2.On top of Pikes Peak, Colorado Springs, Colorado
3.In bed asleep
Three People I Think Will Respond:
1.Brenda
2.Shawna
3.Kim
Three Things I Am Looking Forward to this Year:
1.Vacay
2.Present Day (formerly known as my birthday)
3.The Auburn vs. Vandy college football game
Maybe More Like a Whinin’ and a Moanin’
Of course, getting DSL hook-up could not be simple for us. Poor Cletus was on the phone with two “ultra helpful” service representatives for over an hour last night. Long story short, the technician is going to have to come to the house…any time between Monday and Friday, between 8a and 5p. Well, not quite that bad, but you know that they show up whenever they darn well feel like it. My guess is that they sent a defective modem. My fuss is why does the call end with: “Is there anything else we can help you with?” Um, well, NO! Since you could not even help with what I called about! Why would I ask for further assistance that you obviously can not provide??
Actually it was not the modem. It had to do with their routing of our DSL line. Happily, my tech man mysteriously disappeared, worked his magic, and I AM BACK IN BUSINESS!
Actually it was not the modem. It had to do with their routing of our DSL line. Happily, my tech man mysteriously disappeared, worked his magic, and I AM BACK IN BUSINESS!
Kickin'& Screamin'
The Clampetts’ are coming a kickin’ & a screamin’ into the 21st century (yee-haw!). Cletus decided that the only way he would get me to come home after work, and not be a Net Surfin’ Bloggin' (Library) Lizard every night, would be to invest in a laptop. So, yes, we finally bought a laptop and got DSL for the homestead. Lucky you, I get to blog on a more regular basis!
The outing to Best Buy pointed out just how much technology has passed me by. I did actually take a computer class in high school. I realize that some of you think that was before the invention of electricity however, we had to dial up a number on a black rotary phone and place the handset into a cradle modem to connect to the main computer. All I learned in the class was how to write a basic program to put X’s in the right place to make a lovely picture of Pres. George Washington. Hmm, not sure how that was supposed to help me later in life! The technology has changed just a little bit since then.
I know I sound like a senior citizen when I complain about the technology rocketing past me. But really my grandmother was born in 1888! One hundred and twenty years ago!! Look at all that has changed!
The outing to Best Buy pointed out just how much technology has passed me by. I did actually take a computer class in high school. I realize that some of you think that was before the invention of electricity however, we had to dial up a number on a black rotary phone and place the handset into a cradle modem to connect to the main computer. All I learned in the class was how to write a basic program to put X’s in the right place to make a lovely picture of Pres. George Washington. Hmm, not sure how that was supposed to help me later in life! The technology has changed just a little bit since then.
I know I sound like a senior citizen when I complain about the technology rocketing past me. But really my grandmother was born in 1888! One hundred and twenty years ago!! Look at all that has changed!
Solutions or More Problems?
I was trying to noodle on a solution to my being disconnected from blogging. I was thinking that Cletus could be my typist. I told him my plan for him to type and he brought up several possible posts. Then I realized that if he had access to my blog...he could type anything! (Yikes!) Don't you just know, that there are some people in this world that you should never make mad. Well, he is one of them! Don’t get me wrong, he just knows way too much (and loves me anyway!!). He could do some serious story telling on me! Maybe in the coming weeks, I will be brave enough to post some of them? I'm sure y’all would get a kick out of them!!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Cool Shoes
What Your Flip Flops Say About You |
 You are super laid back and peaceful. Not much disturbs you. You're content with what you have in life, and you can't stand feeling worked up. A lot of good things tend to come your way in life... You're not too busy or stressed to let an opportunity pass you by. Your ideal warm weather place: Hawaii |
My Fav Color!
| VIOLET |
You surround yourself with art and music and are constantly driven to express yourself. You often daydream. You prefer honesty in your relationships and believe strongly in your personal morals.
Find out your color at QuizMeme.com!
Toys!
Regardless of the age, I love toys. I got a lovely new toy for Mother's day. Thanks guys!! It is a digital camera. And as soon as I figure it all out, y'all will be graced with my photographic skills (skills may not be the right word). But it will be fun to blog through pictures!!
Good Days, Bad Days and Going Half Mad Days
Did ya miss me? I've been unplugged for a week! Yikes!! Right now I'm taking advantage of my tax dollars at work and blogging at the public library. It's too hard to blog on a cell phone!
Last week, hmmm. Well, any week that includes starting a new job, a trip to the ER, wondering if someone will be "snatched bald" is by definition got to be good, bad and crazy!
The new job is good and crazy. I am out of my comfort zone being the new kid . I am not crazy about having to figure out 401k stuff. Age at retirement: Now?? Amount desired at retirement: 10 million should be sufficient to cover EVERYONES needs and then some. Ha ha.
The work environment itself is great and I have a second floor window and sunshine. (Very important for us solar powered people. I'm just not the same on a cloudy day!) And I really like my new family. The work is a little crazy. Everyone is so busy that it's hard to get a free minute out of anyone. But I'm managing to slog through and have not made any irreversible mistakes. Whoo hoo! I may even have gotten a gold star!
Oh I do have to tell you that it is freezing cold at work! So I was going to buy a heater. I was told that the company prefers to buy the heater (to control the quality, I suppose). So I asked Mr. Security for a heater. He shook his head and said "you skinny people! how do you survive? I'm sweating just standing here!" Huh what? Me? Skinny? ROTFLMPO!! It was a classic moment. Never happened before and will probably never happen again. But for now I'm loving every minute of it!!!
Amazingly, it wasn't me going to the ER! Aren't y'all proud. Gee one more trip and my frequent visitor punch card will be full! Ha ha. This time it was Cletus on Sunday at midnight! He did not want to alarm me hours before I started my new job so he wrote a note. He said it is not really crowded at that hour of the morning and virtually no traffic. Of course, I woke up at 2am completely perplexed. It took me quite awhile to find the note. I resumed breathing and Cletus was home shortly thereafter.
Cletus and I got a call from the asst principal this last week. We are not accustomed to this and but did our best to handle it with diplomacy (or not). There for awhile I was concerned that I would come home to find Tdawg snatched bald by Cletus. That didn't happen and all is well with the world. Just another teenage bump in the road.
Last week, hmmm. Well, any week that includes starting a new job, a trip to the ER, wondering if someone will be "snatched bald" is by definition got to be good, bad and crazy!
The new job is good and crazy. I am out of my comfort zone being the new kid . I am not crazy about having to figure out 401k stuff. Age at retirement: Now?? Amount desired at retirement: 10 million should be sufficient to cover EVERYONES needs and then some. Ha ha.
The work environment itself is great and I have a second floor window and sunshine. (Very important for us solar powered people. I'm just not the same on a cloudy day!) And I really like my new family. The work is a little crazy. Everyone is so busy that it's hard to get a free minute out of anyone. But I'm managing to slog through and have not made any irreversible mistakes. Whoo hoo! I may even have gotten a gold star!
Oh I do have to tell you that it is freezing cold at work! So I was going to buy a heater. I was told that the company prefers to buy the heater (to control the quality, I suppose). So I asked Mr. Security for a heater. He shook his head and said "you skinny people! how do you survive? I'm sweating just standing here!" Huh what? Me? Skinny? ROTFLMPO!! It was a classic moment. Never happened before and will probably never happen again. But for now I'm loving every minute of it!!!
Amazingly, it wasn't me going to the ER! Aren't y'all proud. Gee one more trip and my frequent visitor punch card will be full! Ha ha. This time it was Cletus on Sunday at midnight! He did not want to alarm me hours before I started my new job so he wrote a note. He said it is not really crowded at that hour of the morning and virtually no traffic. Of course, I woke up at 2am completely perplexed. It took me quite awhile to find the note. I resumed breathing and Cletus was home shortly thereafter.
Cletus and I got a call from the asst principal this last week. We are not accustomed to this and but did our best to handle it with diplomacy (or not). There for awhile I was concerned that I would come home to find Tdawg snatched bald by Cletus. That didn't happen and all is well with the world. Just another teenage bump in the road.
Tribute to Moms
I'd like to give a shout out to the special needs mothers at Miracle League and others like them! To all of the moms that didn't listen to the medical profession, who told them to put their child in an institution and walk away. Never looking back, these moms wouldn't take "not possible" for an answer. They fought every step of the way, not caring if their belief was unpopular. The world just doesn't not understand what it take to raise a special needs child. There are some things that you give up completely (like expectations). Other things that you put on hold (your life). Many are not unselfish enough to do it. But these moms do it everyday with a smile on their face and a joy in their heart. They endure the stares and the questions. They all deserve an award, even though they are humble enough not to want it. I believe one day they will all get a special crown.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Stunt Dummy!
Grace strikes again! I fell at at the Bridge Steet Mall. I was fortunate not to rebreak my wrist. It is sprained and bruised. I'm quite sore and it was tough to get moving around this morning. Apparently my knee and ankle took a beating too. I'm sure the actual fall was a lovely site to behold...thankfully no one got it on tape. Some things are better left without a replay.
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