It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
This is Sonshine on "Mr. Bill". And yes, we're rained out again for Halloween. The headphones that he's wearing are playing that day's The Listening Program selections. This is an all classical music therapy that is specially designed to help folks with auditory processing problems to learn to process certain sounds while filtering out others.
I am thrilled to report that we now have our very own copies of the TLP CDs thanks to my Aunt Bev and have started both boys listening for 15min a day 5 days a week!! For all my friends who know someone with autism-like issues look into this therapy. I have heard many many good things about it and even I -- the super cautious skeptic nurse-- can't think of a single possible negative aspect of it. As I told Subvet, even if the special orchestrations and such ultimately prove to be pointless, the very fact of having the child sit quietly and attend to good classical music for 15 min stretches can only be good for the attention span!
Well, okay,.....maybe I can do this........
Mr. Bill was at a walk or trot the whole time! This last pic is kinda like riding your bike without hands.
Poor cows can't even get to their feeder without going wading....
Monday, October 26, 2009
My name is no longer Momma, nor is it Mommie, or even Mom. According to Sugars (and her brothers are following her lead...) I am now known as Ma.
"Ma? Ma! Whacha doin Ma? Hi Ma!"
The battle of the whine is underway.
Ma's rule is if you don't want it bad enough to use WORDS, you don't get it. Regardless of how big, loud, long and obnoxious a tantrum you throw.
Life Lesson #62477321 Don't try to separate a girl from her pumpkin.
Regardless of the fact that you're late dropping her off for school because you had to stop and buy said pumpkin on the way and so now you're trotting down the hall to her class...and she keeps dropping the pumpkin because it's waaay too heavy for her....no, it's much better to trot sideways as you hold the pumpkin by the stem while she cradles it in her arms because there's NO WAY she's gonna let you carry the pumpkin to her classroom!!
Oh and speaking of pumpkins....Mr Gator-boy has fallen in love with his school pumpkin. When he told me on our way out the door that one of the preschoolers would need a pumpkin THAT DAY at school, hubby couldn't remember which one needed the pumpkin. So I figured that just to be safe, and since I was having to stop en route anyway I'd get each of them a pumpkin. Well, it turned out that Gator-boy didn't need a pumpkin, but the teacher said she'd keep it for science next week they would have fun carving it. Gator, however, did not approve. He would NOT leave his pumpkin at school that day when I picked them up. He absolutely INSISTED on bringing his pumpkin back home to join all the others in our ever growing front stoop pumpkin patch! Then, for the ride home, he sat his pumpkin on the carseat right next to him.....put one of the baseball caps that float around the van on the pumpkin (putting another on his own head)....and proceeded to lean over and give the pumpkin kisses periodically throughout the 20 min ride home.
Pumpkins are important!
Just in case you were wondering....I decided I was tired of reading and typing on the computer with hooligans climbing in and out of my lap. Therefore most of my blogging will be done from work (like now), which means that it may take a few days before I see your posts. Fear Not. I'll be around to everyone sooner or later.
And y'all, we're seriously flooding around here. Some prayers for dry weather would be appreciated.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
The little pad I'm keeping in my purse...this one is for all those great funny ideas that I tend to forget by the time I get to a computer.
The middle sized one is for my ever present list of things that I want to do..."When I have more time on my hands." I figure this way I won't be caught whenever that day gets here!
The large one is for allt he ideas I have for my dream home. One day, probably many years from now I will be able to build my own home...and I want to be able to include all the ideas and avoid all the pet peeves that I have now.
These things regularly circle my brain...usually when I'm trying to fall asleep, hopefully I'll now be able to write them down and not have them stuck in my head anymore.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Today I'm spinning that thought off in my own direction. (now, don't be scared...)
I want to discuss things that make me feel successful.
This is one of those AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION POSTS...so get your reflection caps on folks.
(you know as in reflecting on your self and your life... NOT the hats with the little mirrors all over, or the ones made of high shine foil)
I've been down for a couple days. Saturday was the worst of it, but not all...mostly I just got down. Even post-hysterectomy I still have to deal with PMS so we can blame it on hormones :-)
Tonight as I got up and going for work I realized that I feel better today than I have in about a week. I started to wonder what had changed....
Well, for starters I got a good solid 6 hours of sleep. (come on now, everyone oooo and aaahhh here.) But it was more than being tired. I realized I felt better because I felt successful about 'yesterday' (it was yesterday to me, even though you'd say it was this morning...so roll with me here) Yesterday I was able to accomplish a few things that'd been sitting on my Todo List since last week. They're not big accomplishments, but it was bugging me that they were being left undone. I'd found myself so caught up in emotional turmoil that I was unable to focus on the things on my Todo List. So yesterday after work, I was able to sit and order a couple things online that I'd been meaning to order. Only then could I sit with my embroidery enjoying the rain and my online playlist.
I think that, as a rule, we forget the importance of the little successes. Simply being able to mark something off of the Todo List is a success. And every success leads to calm and contentment.
Hopefully, the next time my day falls apart before 10am like it did last Saturday I will remember to focus on finding success and not brood. Or at least I'll start singing this song which never fails to make me smile!
So, what makes you feel successful?
When do you feel content?
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Meet AirbornePoppa (aka Pops) and the late AirborneMomma (aka Grandma Gretchen).
In her memory, Pops is having a recipie contest to celebrate the kickoff of their new website! Spices and Stuff
Here's the details on the contest:
Grandma Gretchen's First Annual (ever) Recipe Contest
It's that time of the year ladies and gentlemen when the kettle gets to boiling, the pots get to simmering and the cooks get to cooking. Apple pie, pumpkin roll.... all the way to zucchini bread.
I thought it might be fun and interesting to share some of our favorite recipes with each other. So with a little help from Grandpa, here's what I (we) are doing. I am having a recipe contest. Didn't catch that in the title did you? :^) Since it is about cooking and tis the season of seasonings, the winner will get a metal Watkins spice rack with 12 pre-selected tins of spices.
Your spice rack will hold 16 spice tines so, as an additional gift, you get to select 4 remaining Watkins spices of your choice. What are Watkins spices??
These aren't your ordinary, run-of-the-mill spices here, folks. Each of these spices is certified organic--made from all-natural sources and packaged at the peak of freshness under a full moon*, so they're guarunteed to pack a spicy punch in whatever dish you're cooking. *We made up the part about the full moon. The rest is true, though
This is definitely something every cook would enjoy!! And, don't forget, Christmas is coming!! So if you think you have plenty of spices then go on and enter your favorite recipie anyway a give the spice rack to a friend!
No contest would be complete without some rules so here they are:
No more than 2 entries per person (please)
Grandma's family members are not eligible to win the prize
Must be a recipe from your cookbook or your family, so to speak. In other words you can't rob from Em', Betty, Julie......
Entries must contain an email address and a name* so's we can let you know you won!
You give your permission for Grandma to post and share your recipes on SpicesandStuff.Com. Gee, who wouldn't want their recipe shared around the world?
Contest runs from Oct 5 until Nov. 10, 2009. All decisions of the judges are final. Anybody can enter, so email this to your friends and family. If they win maybe they will invite you over for dinner!
So get over here and enter your 2 favorite recipies!
And, if you feel so inclined, please post a link to this contest on your blog!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Why do we love children?
I was driving with my three young children one warm summer evening when a woman in the convertible ahead of us stood up and waved. She was stark naked! As I was reeling from the shock, I heard my 5-year-old shout from the back seat, 'Mom, that lady isn't wearing a seat belt!'
On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a note from his mother. The note read, 'The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents .'
A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her 4-year-old daughter to answer the phone... 'Mommy can't come to the phone to talk to you right now. She's hitting the bottle.'
4) MORE NUDITY
A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker room. When he was spotted, the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing towels and running for cover. The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, 'What's the matter, haven't you ever seen a little boy before?'
5) POLICE # 1
While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, I was interrupted by a little girl about 6 years old. Looking up and down at my uniform, she asked, 'Are you a cop? Yes,' I answered and continued writing the report. My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?' 'Yes, that's right,' I told her. 'Well, then,' she said as she extended her foot toward me, 'would you please tie my shoe?'
6) POLICE # 2
It was the end of the day when I parked my police van in front of the stati on. As I gathered my equipment, my K-9 partner, Jake, was barking, and I saw a little boy staring in at me. 'Is that a dog you got back there?' he asked.'It sure is,' I replied.Puzzled, the boy looked at me and then towards the back of the van. Finally he said, 'What'd he do?'
While working for an organization that delivers lunches to elderly shut-ins, I used to take my 4-year-old daughter on my afternoon rounds. She was unfailingly intrigued by the various appliances of old age, particularly the canes, walkers and wheelchairs. One day I found her staring at a pair of false teeth soaking in a glass. As I braced myself for the inevitable barrage of questions, she merely turned and whispered, 'The tooth fairy will never believe this!'
A little girl was watching her parents dress for a party. When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, 'Daddy, you shouldn't wear that suit.''And why not, darling?''You know that it always gives you a headache the next morning.'
While walking along the sidewalk in front of his church, our minister heard the intoning of a prayer that nearly made his col lar wilt. Apparently, his 5-year-old son and his playmates had found a dead robin. Feeling that proper burial should be performed, they had secured a small box and cotton batting, then dug a hole and made ready for the disposal of the deceased.The minister's son was chosen to say the appropriate prayers and with sonorous dignity intoned his version of what he thought his father always said: 'Glory be unto the Faaather, and unto the Sonnn, and into the hole he goooes.' (I want this line used at my funeral!)
A little girl had just finished her first week of school. 'I'm just wasting my time,' she said to her mother. 'I can't read, I can't write, and they won't let me talk!'
A little boy opened the big family Bible. He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible. He picked up the object and looked at it. What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages.'Mama, look what I found,' the boy called out.'What have you got there, dear?'With astonishment in the young boy's voice, he answered, 'I think it' s Adam's underwear!'
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I wish I could photoshop....I'd like to make another button with a pic of a pile of books and my dictionary that says "Thesaurus Thursday".....but even if I took that pic and got it right I can't add words...sigh....so untill I figure out how to do that I'll put the awards as post banner instead. ;-)
By the way, thanks to those who "double hit" me yesterday. It really didn't make much of a difference in the total hits so go figure. So much for that social experiment! HAHA. And no, Diana, I'm not in it for the hits....but it does make me a bit sad to see them dropping so much. I'm pretty sure I know the reason for the drop and I'm not willing to do the things needed to up those hits so here we sit ;-) I have gotten a couple new regular readers/commenters this year and I'm very happy to see these new "faces" every week.
Okay, enough yakking.
ON WITH THE GAME!!
The Real Definitions:
bechedemer - a trepang (yes, this week was a TRICK!!)
trepang - any of various sea cucumbers, used as food in Asia
kinda snuggly looking huh? -ick-
Silly Goose Winner:
Well, it sure was easy picking a winner this week!! Although several of you left me comments........only one person actually left definitions for the words!
Diane@Diane's Place said...
Trepang - Well, I know the word "trepan" means to drill a hole in your skull, so I'm wondering if "trepang" refers to the actual hole....
Okay, I'll go for funny on that one, I guess.
Trepang - French for tripping.
Usage: Francois was so embarrassed to find herself trepang right in front of the Most Holy Father.
Bechedemer - Seems like I should know this one, but I'm coming up blank. Funny it is.
Bechedemer - Southern slang for "bet your dimmer".
Usage: Clyde Earl, I bechedemer switch went out on 'em headlights, buddy row.
Next Week's Words:
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
so while I'm working on writing up the 6 drafts I have hanging around plus the goals post and thankful tuesday and whatever else I've neglected so far this week.
Could each of you kindly close this window and then click on my blog again? It'd be nice to see the counter climb donchaknow.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
So I'm gonna post pics from last Saturday which was cool, sunny and beautiful!
First off, I have a new favorite ice cream flavor!
After the ride we picked up the rest of the clan and headed out to our church's Carnival!!!
I was too busy helping to herd the hooligans to get many pictures....
but the highlight of the day for Sonshine was getting his face painted!! He picked the clown!
Gator INSISTED on having a butterfly....but wasn't too happy with the actual painting part, I had to help hold him still.
Such a clown.
Sugars was all set for a butterfly.....but she would NOT let them paint her face for love, money, or ice cream. So she got a little blue eyeshadow and a butterflied leg instead....
Now, the other BIG DEAL was the firetruck, firemen, and Sparky the fire-fighting dog!!
You must know that Sonshine plans on growing up to be a fireman! We've been trying for over a month to plan another trip to my uncle's fire station without success so he was THRILLED to see this bunch!
When they had a fire safety assembly Thursday he was soooo very excited!! Came home telling me all about the presentation and Sparky!! Hopefully we'll see Uncle Michael in a couple weeks......course Sonshine may spontaneously combust when we get there, requiring a whole new lesson in fire safety!!
Also on Thursday I took the younger 2 to Gator's therapy......as you can see Miss Sugars was NOT bored during the 90 minute wait!
Thursday, October 8, 2009
How are the horsey classes going??
well, the 2 times he's ridden have been great....but it's rained all week so far so it's doubtful he'll ride the REAL horse Saturday. Fortunately the wooden horse is inside! I did take a pic or two last Saturday at the farm, but they're not nearly as good as the pics I took at the CARNIVAL we went to at church Saturday afternoon!! So I'll be sharing those pics in a day or two.
i love this picture. too bad there's not three ducklings following.
I do too!! and I'd be just THRILLED if someone with the time and knowhow that I DON'T have would photo shop a third goseling behind that momma goose!
how is the ISD going?
Well, it's interesting to say the least. The ARD (or pow-wow) went well, I guess. They did test him and he's now officially a card carrying member of the "Autism Spectrum Disorder" club. We didn't mention the aide because he seems to be doing better and the principal'd told Subvet that it wasn't possible. .... Then, yesterday we get this note from his teacher:
"He will have help each day from an aide at work time in our classroom. She will help from 8:30-10:30 to do Language Arts and Math lessons. She will also help at other times when needed."
Go figure. But at least he's getting more help!
Stephanie D. said...
How did the pow-wow ? And are you liking your new track?
See above for the pow-wow, but on the track at work I'm really liking it. By track we mean working the same days every week. I'm working every Sun, Mon and Tues. I like this because it means I have predictable days off and always get my 4 off in a row. The down side is that due to my flipping and flopping my days and nights I no longer have all those quiet nights of solitude to get my sewing projects done....But I've traded it for Mommie time and that's fine with me.
That reminds me ... where is my Pepcid??
On the shelf next to the jalepenos of course!
On to the Game!!
The real definitions are:
bellwether - 1) a person or thing that assumes leadership 2) a person or thing that indicates a trend 3) a sheep wearing a bell and leading a flock. (Congrats to the Smarty Pants this week! Diane@Diane's Place and Lori in South Dakota )
benedict - a newly married man who has been a confirmed bachelor.
Silly Goose Winners are:
Jungle Mom said...
bellweather, this is an old southern term which implies a temperate day in which the heat is not overwhelming and thus, the belles may take a stroll!
benedict: Latin adjective for "excellent detective."
Next Week's Words are:
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Seeing as how I already have a regularly scheduled Thursday post I'm going to join her on Thankful Tuesday!! And I encourage you to join here on Tuesday and then go there on Thursday to double your weekly thankfulness!
1) I am thankful that my kids have special needs. I've learned so much from them and the special situations that arise from their special needs. (more on this topic can be found here)
2) I am thankful that my hubby can always make me laugh. Regardless (or irregardless as he likes to say) of the situation. It's part of the reason I married him.
3) I am thankful for my co-workers. I am very fortunate to work with a great group of folks at the hospital. I've worked in hen houses before and it makes the whole experience miserable
4) I am thankful for the internet....for through it I found my husband and many dear friends. According to blogger...this is my 1,000th post...whoa.
5) I am thankful for hooligan kisses. Sonshine's always been a lovey dovey guy, but Gator's just gotten into a phase where out of the blue he'll walk up and give me a kiss on the cheek. And then when I kiss him he wipes it off!....So of course I have to keep kissing him (and he wipe each time) till I win and get one planted to stay!! Sugars is also in a kiss mommy phase. Only she's all noise no kiss...she'll even "kiss" you without even looking at you!!
My favorite spot to kiss is between the bridge of the nose and the eyebrows. Where's you favorite spot for hooligan kisses??
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Created by Mrs 4444, Friday Fragments are bits and pieces of your week that are usually brief; too short for a stand-alone post, but too good to discard. Collect humorous observations, "Heard" items, and other small gems and put them together in a Friday Fragments post.
rain rain go away come again another day
little Sonshine wants to RIDE THE HORSEY!!!
You've passed a mothering milestone when you realize that suddenly instead of climbing UP on your lap your child is sitting DOWN on it.
I may speak softly, but I carry a very big stick and I am NOT afraid to use it!
Don't laugh when you see me sitting on my blanket...I'm trying to rewarm it!!
while getting ready for work tonight I was shocked to realize that I could SEE my feet!!!.................................................................................................................. ................... .guess who forgot to take her glasses off before getting in the shower??
while admitting a 14yr old boy to the hospital it suddenly hit me.....pretty soon MY BOYS will be 14 too. egads!! Somebody put the brakes on time please!!
you know you live in the country when......
pulled in behind a double dump truck (you know where the dumptruck is pulling a 5th wheel dumptruck??) ....then you read the sign on the back that says "FARM FRESH MANURE!"
1st thought is "What a load of shit."
2nd thought is "I might not want to be tailgating him...better back off a bit."
learned something new today....there are actually anitbiotics that can make you sleepy. who knew??
I think I did something wrong last night when I was in charge of the kids...dinner was finished and I was all set to start the bedtime routine while looking forward to a little quiteness in the house....Then I saw that it was only 5:30pm!!! NOW WHAT to do for the next 1.5hours??
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Stephanie D. said...
What's an ARD?
it stands for Admission, Review and Dismissal. In real life it is a big pow wow of all the people working with a kid in the special ed program. (we'd call it a Care Conference in the hospital) Every discipline that works with him is to have a representative there. If the kid is old enough they'll be there along with at least one parent, the class teacher, a school administrator (principal), special ed coordinator, then Sunshine will also have his Occupational Therapist there and the Speech therapy supervisor (his speech teacher has a schedule conflict). We all sit around a table (a round table at this school, no less!) and review where he is, where he was at the last meeting, what was helpful, what wasn't helpful, and to set down on paper (govt!) a list of goals for him to work toward and the things that are going to be done to help him achieve those goals. That list of goals and interventions (what we nurses call a care plan!) is called an IEP, or Individual Education Plan.
This pow-wow starts tomorrow at 12:45pm and I do NOT expect to be passing around a peace pipe with these people.
i think the whole experience and the facial expressions are priceless. has he been talking a lot about it ever since?
oh not too bad....only every OTHER sentence.......and it rained today, so Saturday's ride is currently up in the air.
Funny thing, we didn't get 5 miles down the road after his ride last week and he was telling me "Momma, I need a sofa and a blanket!" Riding that horse wore him out.
ON TO OUR GAME!
bedight - to deck out; array
bedizen - to dress or adorn gaudily or tastelessly.
Our Silly Goose Winners this week are:
Mary Ellen said...
bedizen: A Buddhist bed
bedight - in colonial times, they didn't use box springs - they used ropes that had to be tightened every week or so. These ropes were call bedights.
Congrats ladies...your awards are in my sidebar!
Words for this week:
benedict (not a proper noun)
remember you can leave definitions anytime from now to next Thursday afternoon and if you're new to the game the rules are here.