I think I have the deal of the week. I couldn't believe it but who was honestly going to argue with it. April 2004 I had bought 2 new 70,000 mile tires for my car. April of 2005 I bought 2 - 50,000 mile tires for the back of my car. All with warranties since I didnt want to have to pay for a repair and the warranty was inexpensive enough. Two weeks ago I had to have my brakes checked, they were making a funny noise.
I went into a local Les Schwab and they were telling me that there was nothing wrong with the brakes. Well, that was a relief since I was about to head out of town to Ocean Shores. But, the guy said, "Your back two tires are shot." I thought to myself that was really funny, I just bought them not to long ago...so I headed over to the tire company where I had bought the tires. I took in my receipts so he could see what I had done and he walked out to my car with me. He looked at me and said, "These back 2 tires aren't even our tires." I said, "That's funny, since I should have 4 newer tires of yours on my car." Basically what happened was they were to warranty the original 2 tires (70,000 mile ones) and put on the 2 new 50,000 mile tires on the back. What they did was replaced the 70,000 mile tires with the 50,000 mile tires and didnt replace the ones they were supposed to at all.
The Guy at Discount Tires who helped me looked at me and said, "Here is what we are going to do...we are going to put new 70,000 mile tires on your car all the way around at no charge with a warranty and get you on your way." I couldn't believe what I was hearing but I was not going to argue. Discount Tires (a different store than this one) had messed up and they were honoring the mistake and making up for it. They had me in and out in a full house of cars within an hour and we were on the road out of town. I think I got a very good deal there....
A Big THANKS to John at Discount Tires who made our day and weekend!
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Humorous Story of The Day!
I had to appear in court recently for a speeding ticket. It's amazing how the Judge's try to be intimidating sitting up on high looking down on those of us who have "done wrong". Ok that's just my perception plus it makes this whole story sound better. :)
I was scheduled to be in court at 9am. I walked in with 10 minutes to spare. The court recorder came in and set up and then the judge arrived. "Please rise the Honorable blah, blah, blah, blah, blah presiding." Everyone stands up. The room is currently full. There is not an empty bench in the courtroom. Wow...there are alot of violators out there. As I am sitting there thinking this the realization hit that I was among them. Stupid me. :) But was I truly guilty? I didn't think so but we would have to see. I had quite a bit of information to back me up.
I had been pulled over by a state patrol officer traveling the opposite direction in traffic than me. I watched him stop traffic to make a quick turn around to pull me over. He wasn't too nice when he realized who he had pulled over. It was the same officer 4 years before who had pulled me over 17 times on my way to work with my son in the car for possible carpool violation. Each time he pulled me over he would look in the car, see my son and let me go. I finally had to file a harassment complaint against him.
He quickly wrote me a ticket and I headed on my way.
As I sat in the courtroom I got to thinking, could that officer had known it was me? Nahh...I don't think so. It had been 4 years, I had changed my name in the divorce, moved, and it was a completely different car.
As I was sitting in the courtroom and waiting. As the judge repeated three or four times that theis was the only chance for a derferrment. I continued ot sit on the bench with my hands folded in my lap watching him. I felt as though he was looking at me each time he made the comment about the deferrment. Almost as though it was a warning or an option I should take. The majority of people went up and took the deferrment. I chose not to. As people were standing in line waiting, I over heard a few comments about this being a "hard ass" judge. He didn't let anyone off. Everyone paid. I started thinking a bit more and felt I was in the right so I stood my ground.
There weren't many people left after the deferrment that was offered. The judge looked around and started calling out names. The first few people who went up to plead their case were reduced but not dismissed. He was only reducing by about 30% and no more. I didnt go for deferrment as that automatically admitted guilt and I wasn't ready to fully admit that.
He continued to call up people until he reached my name. It sounded ominous the way he mispronounced it in the courtroom which made me want to laugh instead of be a bit nervous in facing this "heartless" judge. I approached him and he asked me outright if I had been speeding. I immediately responded, "Yes." He looked at me and asked my why I was arguing with the ticket.
I explained that I may have been speeding but I disagree with the speed the officer put on the actual ticket. The judge asked me to explain why.
I looked at him and started opening my wallet. He had asked for my statement so here I went. I looked at the judge and stated, "For one thing when I asked the officer if he had gotten my speed on radar he said no, he estimated it as he was driving the other direction. Not only that I had my cruise control set at 60 mph. I knew my system was accurate (as I pulled receipts out) since I had just had my emissions checked that same day, as well as, I had my alignment done and my brakes checked." I looked at the judge and asked him outright, "Could the state and another company be wrong with my car? When was the last time the speedometer was checked on the patrol car? I don't know. But I have the receipts to prove it." The judge held up his hand as though he didn't want to see the papers. I proceeded to fold them up and put them back as the judge studied my MVR report and looked up at me. He stated, "Kasey, you have a very clean driving record." I immediately interjected, "And I would like to keep it that way." He chuckled slightly and very seriously looked at me and asked, "Did the officer who pulled you over know it was you?" I looked at him confused. He continued, "You had a harassment charge placed against that officer, was he following you or picking you out?" I looked at the judge and told him, "No...there were way too many variables, he couldn't have known it was me. It was just a coincidence." The judge seemed to be a bit relieved and he looked at me and back at the papers a couple of times.
He smiled and said, "Dismissed!"
I thanked him and walked away quickly putting the papers out of sight.
I was very happy with the judges decision. Just for kicks and giggles I sat back down in the courtroom and watched the rest of the group of people face the judge. He dismissed only one ohter ticket that day. I felt very lucky. I felt even luckier that the judge didnt look at my paperwork. He would have found that the dates didn't match and with my car being licensed in the small rural town of Carnation I didn't need to have emissions done on my care at all ever.
Boy did I luck out!
I was scheduled to be in court at 9am. I walked in with 10 minutes to spare. The court recorder came in and set up and then the judge arrived. "Please rise the Honorable blah, blah, blah, blah, blah presiding." Everyone stands up. The room is currently full. There is not an empty bench in the courtroom. Wow...there are alot of violators out there. As I am sitting there thinking this the realization hit that I was among them. Stupid me. :) But was I truly guilty? I didn't think so but we would have to see. I had quite a bit of information to back me up.
I had been pulled over by a state patrol officer traveling the opposite direction in traffic than me. I watched him stop traffic to make a quick turn around to pull me over. He wasn't too nice when he realized who he had pulled over. It was the same officer 4 years before who had pulled me over 17 times on my way to work with my son in the car for possible carpool violation. Each time he pulled me over he would look in the car, see my son and let me go. I finally had to file a harassment complaint against him.
He quickly wrote me a ticket and I headed on my way.
As I sat in the courtroom I got to thinking, could that officer had known it was me? Nahh...I don't think so. It had been 4 years, I had changed my name in the divorce, moved, and it was a completely different car.
As I was sitting in the courtroom and waiting. As the judge repeated three or four times that theis was the only chance for a derferrment. I continued ot sit on the bench with my hands folded in my lap watching him. I felt as though he was looking at me each time he made the comment about the deferrment. Almost as though it was a warning or an option I should take. The majority of people went up and took the deferrment. I chose not to. As people were standing in line waiting, I over heard a few comments about this being a "hard ass" judge. He didn't let anyone off. Everyone paid. I started thinking a bit more and felt I was in the right so I stood my ground.
There weren't many people left after the deferrment that was offered. The judge looked around and started calling out names. The first few people who went up to plead their case were reduced but not dismissed. He was only reducing by about 30% and no more. I didnt go for deferrment as that automatically admitted guilt and I wasn't ready to fully admit that.
He continued to call up people until he reached my name. It sounded ominous the way he mispronounced it in the courtroom which made me want to laugh instead of be a bit nervous in facing this "heartless" judge. I approached him and he asked me outright if I had been speeding. I immediately responded, "Yes." He looked at me and asked my why I was arguing with the ticket.
I explained that I may have been speeding but I disagree with the speed the officer put on the actual ticket. The judge asked me to explain why.
I looked at him and started opening my wallet. He had asked for my statement so here I went. I looked at the judge and stated, "For one thing when I asked the officer if he had gotten my speed on radar he said no, he estimated it as he was driving the other direction. Not only that I had my cruise control set at 60 mph. I knew my system was accurate (as I pulled receipts out) since I had just had my emissions checked that same day, as well as, I had my alignment done and my brakes checked." I looked at the judge and asked him outright, "Could the state and another company be wrong with my car? When was the last time the speedometer was checked on the patrol car? I don't know. But I have the receipts to prove it." The judge held up his hand as though he didn't want to see the papers. I proceeded to fold them up and put them back as the judge studied my MVR report and looked up at me. He stated, "Kasey, you have a very clean driving record." I immediately interjected, "And I would like to keep it that way." He chuckled slightly and very seriously looked at me and asked, "Did the officer who pulled you over know it was you?" I looked at him confused. He continued, "You had a harassment charge placed against that officer, was he following you or picking you out?" I looked at the judge and told him, "No...there were way too many variables, he couldn't have known it was me. It was just a coincidence." The judge seemed to be a bit relieved and he looked at me and back at the papers a couple of times.
He smiled and said, "Dismissed!"
I thanked him and walked away quickly putting the papers out of sight.
I was very happy with the judges decision. Just for kicks and giggles I sat back down in the courtroom and watched the rest of the group of people face the judge. He dismissed only one ohter ticket that day. I felt very lucky. I felt even luckier that the judge didnt look at my paperwork. He would have found that the dates didn't match and with my car being licensed in the small rural town of Carnation I didn't need to have emissions done on my care at all ever.
Boy did I luck out!
He Did It Again!!
Can you believe it just two days later he does it over again! Yes I am talking about Mr. Frogman! Just 2 days after him and I talked about not leaving things from school for me until the last minute He pulls the I have something for you to sign from school.
I was dropping him off at the Leaders house like I do only two days a week so he can get on the bus to go to school. I had just walked in and was saying my goodbye's when he all of a sudden turned around as I was walking out the door and said, "Mom, wait! I have something for you from school!" I turned around and sighed....Luckily it was something that I requested. Just 2 days before he pulled out an order form that was due that day that he had received a week ago for camp shirts to the camp he is going to go to here in another month with his class.
The joys of parenthood. :)
I was dropping him off at the Leaders house like I do only two days a week so he can get on the bus to go to school. I had just walked in and was saying my goodbye's when he all of a sudden turned around as I was walking out the door and said, "Mom, wait! I have something for you from school!" I turned around and sighed....Luckily it was something that I requested. Just 2 days before he pulled out an order form that was due that day that he had received a week ago for camp shirts to the camp he is going to go to here in another month with his class.
The joys of parenthood. :)
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
I have just recently opened a savings account with HSBC. I get a $25 bonus for opening the account and 4+% interest on the account. Not only that ING recently offered savings accounts with a $25 dollar bonus when you open an account and a $10 bonus if you refer someone that opens an account. When they bring that deal back I will be opening an account with them as well and Sightsee'er will get the $10 bonus not only that I have someone else that wants to open an account too. So not only will I get the $25 but also an extra $10. Now that is an easy $10. Anyone else want to open an account? If I refer you I get $10 but you get $25 :) Just think....I could get rich if enough people open an account. Not only that but I have to earn enough to pay a consulting fee to my friend Intimidator. (I have not forgotten that debt). :)
It will be interesting to see what happens with these accounts. I am putting the money into a savings account to offset the amount of interest I am paying elsewhere. This is one way to let my money earn money for me :)
Costco has a deal going on too with a shareholder account but they are offering $65 and there are other details I have to look into. I am not sure if that is an account I want at this time. But maybe the next time they offer the account it will be a possibility.
There are other things that have been offered as well but I have to wait for my frient sightsee'er to find more options he is my money saver person. He finds all the deals!
Thanks Sightsee'er for the 10% Discount. Only 3 more days to use it!!
It will be interesting to see what happens with these accounts. I am putting the money into a savings account to offset the amount of interest I am paying elsewhere. This is one way to let my money earn money for me :)
Costco has a deal going on too with a shareholder account but they are offering $65 and there are other details I have to look into. I am not sure if that is an account I want at this time. But maybe the next time they offer the account it will be a possibility.
There are other things that have been offered as well but I have to wait for my frient sightsee'er to find more options he is my money saver person. He finds all the deals!
Thanks Sightsee'er for the 10% Discount. Only 3 more days to use it!!
Fart-O-Rama!!
It ahs been a night of farts all the way around. Here are the 2 jokes that Meek and Mr. Frogman the Best Friend Dynamic Duo came up with for fart jokes tonight. They go as follows....
3 men were on a plane coming in for a landing. The first man is holding an apple he says, "It's too mushy." and he threw it out the window. (Have you ever seen a plane with windows that open up? Ok this leads into another discussiong but I can bet you that they weren't on a 757 where you can just roll down the window and toss something out. Is the littering fine higher if you throw something out of a plane window than a car one? Again another topic back to our regularly scheduled joke).
The second guy had an orange, he looked at it and said, "Too ripe." and he threw it out the window.
The third guy had what looked like a bomb. He looked at it and said, "Must be a fake." and he threw it out the window.
They landed and left when they noticed 3 kids on the sidewalk crying. They asked the first child, "Why are you crying?" the child replied, "My dad was hit on the head with an apple that fell out of the sky and taken to the hospital." The first man didnt reply he just shook his head.
they asked the second child why he was crying. The child replied, "My mom was working in teh garden and an orange hit her on the head and she had to go to the hospital." Again none of the men said anything.
They asked the third child why he was laughing so hard he was crying. The child looked up laughingly and said, "My dad was getting the newspaper and he bent over and farted and the house blew up!"
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Joke #2
Three men were standing on a cliff wanting to hangglide but didnt have a glider. They talked and figured if they jumped together they might be able to glide down the cliff to their homes below. The first man jumped and "Splat!" Hit the ground. The second man jumped and he to went "Splat!" and hit the ground. The third man jumped and slowly glided into his back yard. Everyone marveled at how he did that. When asked he just putted using "natural gas" into his house.
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Meek and Mr. Frogman told these 2 jokes to one another all the way to cub scouts. Once there they had to share their new found jokes with all the boys who would listen before the pack meeting and after. It didn't take long to have several of the boys running around making farting noises and giggling at the fart word and sounds. Of course several of the younger boys stick out there tongue and blow raspberries and are just beginning in their journey into the world of farting.
3 men were on a plane coming in for a landing. The first man is holding an apple he says, "It's too mushy." and he threw it out the window. (Have you ever seen a plane with windows that open up? Ok this leads into another discussiong but I can bet you that they weren't on a 757 where you can just roll down the window and toss something out. Is the littering fine higher if you throw something out of a plane window than a car one? Again another topic back to our regularly scheduled joke).
The second guy had an orange, he looked at it and said, "Too ripe." and he threw it out the window.
The third guy had what looked like a bomb. He looked at it and said, "Must be a fake." and he threw it out the window.
They landed and left when they noticed 3 kids on the sidewalk crying. They asked the first child, "Why are you crying?" the child replied, "My dad was hit on the head with an apple that fell out of the sky and taken to the hospital." The first man didnt reply he just shook his head.
they asked the second child why he was crying. The child replied, "My mom was working in teh garden and an orange hit her on the head and she had to go to the hospital." Again none of the men said anything.
They asked the third child why he was laughing so hard he was crying. The child looked up laughingly and said, "My dad was getting the newspaper and he bent over and farted and the house blew up!"
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Joke #2
Three men were standing on a cliff wanting to hangglide but didnt have a glider. They talked and figured if they jumped together they might be able to glide down the cliff to their homes below. The first man jumped and "Splat!" Hit the ground. The second man jumped and he to went "Splat!" and hit the ground. The third man jumped and slowly glided into his back yard. Everyone marveled at how he did that. When asked he just putted using "natural gas" into his house.
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Meek and Mr. Frogman told these 2 jokes to one another all the way to cub scouts. Once there they had to share their new found jokes with all the boys who would listen before the pack meeting and after. It didn't take long to have several of the boys running around making farting noises and giggling at the fart word and sounds. Of course several of the younger boys stick out there tongue and blow raspberries and are just beginning in their journey into the world of farting.
Fart, Farts and More Farts
I don't think boys ever grow into true men. Do they ever grow out of thinking bodily function noises aren't funny? I have no problem with it. It's just funny. All my guy friends talk about and make bodily function noises, as well as, laugh and snicker when someone else does it near them or in the same room within hearing distance.
With my son I have no problem with it. That's one of the ways I get him to wake up with a smile on his face. Sometimes I have to make "true" noises myself in order to get his attention. Not that I would ever admit this to anyone else. Between flatulating, burping, armpit flatulence, and tickling until the threat of having to use the bathroom or flatulating becomes what is going to happen, I see it as using all the resources I have at my disposal.
I had to laugh one morning recently I was waking him up and we were talking about facing his back end towards the wall and farting he could propel himself right out of bed on his own gas. He chuckled when all of a sudden he got up on all fours with his back side toward the wall and started a countdown from 10--9--8--7--6--5--4--3--2--1 making a big scene out of this when all of a sudden all we heard was this slight swoosh of only air. He looks at me and says, "Ummm....Houston we have a problem,"
I must have sat and laughed for a good 2 minutes before I could compose myself enough to have him finish getting up and ready for school.
With my son I have no problem with it. That's one of the ways I get him to wake up with a smile on his face. Sometimes I have to make "true" noises myself in order to get his attention. Not that I would ever admit this to anyone else. Between flatulating, burping, armpit flatulence, and tickling until the threat of having to use the bathroom or flatulating becomes what is going to happen, I see it as using all the resources I have at my disposal.
I had to laugh one morning recently I was waking him up and we were talking about facing his back end towards the wall and farting he could propel himself right out of bed on his own gas. He chuckled when all of a sudden he got up on all fours with his back side toward the wall and started a countdown from 10--9--8--7--6--5--4--3--2--1 making a big scene out of this when all of a sudden all we heard was this slight swoosh of only air. He looks at me and says, "Ummm....Houston we have a problem,"
I must have sat and laughed for a good 2 minutes before I could compose myself enough to have him finish getting up and ready for school.
Warm & Fuzzy
This link was emailed to me the other day by my sons best friend (Meep's) Mom. It is definitely something that is warm and fuzzy. Amazing what kids can do :)
http://www.youtube.com/w/Autistic-basketball-player-creates-mayhem-at-game?v=UBYPaNc57Ik&feature=Views&page=1&t=t&f=b
http://www.youtube.com/w/Autistic-basketball-player-creates-mayhem-at-game?v=UBYPaNc57Ik&feature=Views&page=1&t=t&f=b
Monday, March 27, 2006
Bachelorette Party!
I am laying here not able to sleep. I just got done having a conversation with a friend of mine and had this thought come across my mind. I was starting to doze off which would be a good thing right now since I have to be up at 5am. I had completely forgot about this girls night out and how much fun we had! A few girlfriends and I get together once a month or we try to and we go out dancing, or just for dinner or sometimes evening a quiet evening with snacks, a good bottle of wine and a movie or two. Being that they all are married and have kids (I am the only single one) its a bit more difficult for all of them to find time.
Our last girls night out consisted of watching "The Family Guy" Cartoon shows and alot of laughter until 2am. We have gone to dinner a few times. The one girls night out that we talk about is the one we had last Summer. I know someone who owns a local bar which is a popular hang out for some in my area. They usually have live music, dancing, pool and some form of other entertainment. Our group which consisted of about 12 people went into the bar. I went up and talked to the owner who cleared out an area of the bar for us. He moved people and gave out a few free drinks to make us happy, BUT, there was a catch. In order for him to do that I had to wear a veil that said I was getting married and I had to play the part.
I put on this "Veil" which is a princess tiara with a white veil that hangs down the back and tell people that I was getting married all the while being my wild and crazy self (yes me of all people, I have a wild and crazy side that many don't get to see). I put it on and things were a bit slow...so the owner told me to spice it up a bit...so I did. He handed me the microphone and let me have at it. Me and my friends huddled up for a bit and came up with a plan.....for being the one who was "getting married" I had also become the master of ceremonies for the night too! I was having a ball. I had to make it up to my friend for the free drinks he and his wife gave out to a group of customers.
We came up with a plan to do speed dating with a few rules. We ended up with 36 couples and many people watching. Plus my bartender friend offered one lucky MAN the opportunity to have all his drinks paid for if he could convince me not to get married the following day (**snicker** like that was going to be too hard). The one person with the most convincing reason would win. I got to judge that too. I had so much fun. I heard some of the best reasons NOT to get married. Most of them are not mentionable here but let's just say size and ability ranked amongst the top 2! Anywho....I joined in the speed dating for kicks and giggles and met a few people but no one who struck my fancy.....and no one convincing enough to make me not want to get married so to speak. Although, I did have one man come up and tell me that he was my long lost soul mate from 3 lifetimes ago and that he had been looking for me everywhere.
My girlfriends got to laugh at me as I had to start the karaoke night and they know I don't sing well in front of a crowd. I sound so much better by myself in the car with the volume all the way up where I can't hear myself :) This went on most of the evening...Right before last call with the bar half empty my bartender friend took the microphone and announced the winner of the free drinks, and the truth that I wasn't really getting married and the real reason I was wearing the veil. He honestly didnt think I was going to wear it most of the night but as he put it, I made him money and that's all that mattered. We all laughed about it, when he walked over and handed me several slips of paper. I looked at him funny and he said all the numbers of the guys who left them with him as they were leaving when they found out I wasn't really getting married. I just laughed.
Leaving that night after the bar was closed and I helped to clean up, he was serious he got phone numbers for me telling me he didn't want me to come into his bar again without a date. I laughed and told him if I wanted I would have a date or two before I walked out. He laughed and told me he was sure I would.
Thanks Captain and the Mrs!
Our last girls night out consisted of watching "The Family Guy" Cartoon shows and alot of laughter until 2am. We have gone to dinner a few times. The one girls night out that we talk about is the one we had last Summer. I know someone who owns a local bar which is a popular hang out for some in my area. They usually have live music, dancing, pool and some form of other entertainment. Our group which consisted of about 12 people went into the bar. I went up and talked to the owner who cleared out an area of the bar for us. He moved people and gave out a few free drinks to make us happy, BUT, there was a catch. In order for him to do that I had to wear a veil that said I was getting married and I had to play the part.
I put on this "Veil" which is a princess tiara with a white veil that hangs down the back and tell people that I was getting married all the while being my wild and crazy self (yes me of all people, I have a wild and crazy side that many don't get to see). I put it on and things were a bit slow...so the owner told me to spice it up a bit...so I did. He handed me the microphone and let me have at it. Me and my friends huddled up for a bit and came up with a plan.....for being the one who was "getting married" I had also become the master of ceremonies for the night too! I was having a ball. I had to make it up to my friend for the free drinks he and his wife gave out to a group of customers.
We came up with a plan to do speed dating with a few rules. We ended up with 36 couples and many people watching. Plus my bartender friend offered one lucky MAN the opportunity to have all his drinks paid for if he could convince me not to get married the following day (**snicker** like that was going to be too hard). The one person with the most convincing reason would win. I got to judge that too. I had so much fun. I heard some of the best reasons NOT to get married. Most of them are not mentionable here but let's just say size and ability ranked amongst the top 2! Anywho....I joined in the speed dating for kicks and giggles and met a few people but no one who struck my fancy.....and no one convincing enough to make me not want to get married so to speak. Although, I did have one man come up and tell me that he was my long lost soul mate from 3 lifetimes ago and that he had been looking for me everywhere.
My girlfriends got to laugh at me as I had to start the karaoke night and they know I don't sing well in front of a crowd. I sound so much better by myself in the car with the volume all the way up where I can't hear myself :) This went on most of the evening...Right before last call with the bar half empty my bartender friend took the microphone and announced the winner of the free drinks, and the truth that I wasn't really getting married and the real reason I was wearing the veil. He honestly didnt think I was going to wear it most of the night but as he put it, I made him money and that's all that mattered. We all laughed about it, when he walked over and handed me several slips of paper. I looked at him funny and he said all the numbers of the guys who left them with him as they were leaving when they found out I wasn't really getting married. I just laughed.
Leaving that night after the bar was closed and I helped to clean up, he was serious he got phone numbers for me telling me he didn't want me to come into his bar again without a date. I laughed and told him if I wanted I would have a date or two before I walked out. He laughed and told me he was sure I would.
Thanks Captain and the Mrs!
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Here's Your Sign
I am sitting here watching the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. Jeff Foxworthy and Larry the Cable Guy do not let me down. I have been laughing so hard Mr. Frogman asked me why I was crying. When they do the "Here's your sign" I just laugh so hard because I find myself asking the same kind of questions and don't realize that I'm doing it until it's too late. I should walk around with a sign around my neck that says don't bother I have my own sign. Although sometimes I would rather hand a sign out to a few people myself.
My son is in a very good school with a great staff. He is autistic, yet high functioning. He sometimes needs extra help in different topics and with social skills. He gets help in other areas too but for the most part you would not know anything was wrong.
I have to admit though at the school he went to before this one we had a huge challenge. His first grade teacher kept telling me I needed to get him tested he was add or adhd. My son liked to act like an animal in the back of the room as she was teaching. I asked her if she asked him to keep his voice down and if he was listening. She told me no. I went into the classroom to observe and there went my son to the library area acting quietly like barnyard animals. She walked over and asked him to be very quiet. He did and she continued teaching. She got fed up at one point as he was standing in the window pretending to be a bird she looked at him and said, "Mr. Frogman, what did I just say?" He looked at her and said, "Which part?" Then he went into the conversation of what she had said over the course of the 3 minutes prior including what the kids were saying when they gave their answers.
This teacher who thought she wasn't teaching my son at all was listening to every word verbatim that she had said in the last 3 minutes. She still insistged that I have him tested. She had to be right he was hyper. Boy was she wrong! I didnt have him tested until a year later per my doctors recommendation. Alot of teachers now a days try to pawn off anything a child does as ADD or ADHD. They are not psychologists they don't know what is wrong with a child if anything. A teacher who kept telling me my son was hyper found out a year later he was autistic. She looked at me in on meeting and stated, "I knew there was something wrong with him." I looked at her and said, "There is nothing wrong with him only an ignorant educator."
Obviously this did not score any points with her or others on the teaching staff. But at that point at that school I didn't care. Throughout second grade even with a diagnosis from an outside doctor the school psychologist didnt do much of anything. Finally by his 3rd grade year and having become a squeaky wheel and to find that the psychologist had again misplaced my sons diagnosis I had become the intense squeaky wheel. The school psychologist asked me if he could evaluate Mr. Frogman and find out what resources he could qualify for. I agreed thinking this was a step in the right direction.
After all the observations and evaluations they invited me in to meet with 9 other people. The principal, the school psychologist, the nurse, the ot/pt teacher, a special ed teacher, Mr. Frogmans current teacher and assistant teacher, his first and second grade teacher and one other person I am not able to remember what position they were in and of course myself. Now if you didn't know the school district gets government funding for children with special needs. The school psychologist started the meeting and started by calling me Mrs. M. I commented that my name was no longer Mrs. M. if he would look at his file he would see that I am no longer married my name is now Ms. Kasey. He looked at me and without blinking again said, "Mrs. M. I have had the opportunity over the last month to observe Mr. Frogman in the classroom. I have come up with a schedule that will meet his needs to do this this and this. If you would please sign here we can get him started." That's what I thought he had said. What it was is he had identified the areas that were of concern and we were going to look at instructional learning that would support it. I was to sign the report and they would get things rolling.
Instead of asking me what areas of concern I had they were telling me what they were going to do for my son. This included input from his first grade teacher, second grade teacher and his current teacher.The more I thought about this I suddenly became angry. Here I had a group of people trying to tell me, the parent, what was best for my child. I objected and did not sign the paper. The psychologist again said, "Mrs. M...I have spent 10 hours with your child and I have found that he needs....." I didn't let him finish. I interrupted and very calmly looked at him and said, "My name is not Mrs. M...it is Ms. Kasey. I am glad you had the opportunity to spend 10 great hours with a wonderful young man. How does your 10 hours compare with my 9 years?" He quickly responded, "I do have a Master's degree in education and psychology." I stared at him blankly and said, "Well, I'll be. I don't have a masters degree but I do have one thing that you don't that will supercede your Master's degree." He looked at me questioningly and I looked at him square in the eye and said, "I have a birth certificate and that holds more weight in this meeting than your masters degree." He stuttered through to say, "Mrs. M....," where I immediately cut him off and stated that my name was not Mrs. M....and I am not signing anything." I stood up to leave wanting to yell at him......HERE'S YOUR SIGN!!!
The principal stood and said, "Ms. Kasey I think you are being hasty." I looked at him and thanked him for actually getting my name right. Then I stated that the meeting was over. If I needed anything further I would contact them. That afternoon I received phone calls and voicemails from 8 people. The psychologist didn't bother calling me, in my opinion he felt he was right. I was up against a brick wall at this point. I found the program at the school he goes to now....but there was one issue. The head of the Special Education Department whom had to approve my son to get into the program he is in is the wife of the psychologist that has the Masters Degree.
I met with the Head of Special Ed to visit the program. We talked for a minute and I made it clear I did not like her Husband and he did not like me. We were both okay with that, I looked at her and said that we were here for the benefit of my son, not her or her husband or myself. After that was settled everything since has been wonderful.
My son is in a very good school with a great staff. He is autistic, yet high functioning. He sometimes needs extra help in different topics and with social skills. He gets help in other areas too but for the most part you would not know anything was wrong.
I have to admit though at the school he went to before this one we had a huge challenge. His first grade teacher kept telling me I needed to get him tested he was add or adhd. My son liked to act like an animal in the back of the room as she was teaching. I asked her if she asked him to keep his voice down and if he was listening. She told me no. I went into the classroom to observe and there went my son to the library area acting quietly like barnyard animals. She walked over and asked him to be very quiet. He did and she continued teaching. She got fed up at one point as he was standing in the window pretending to be a bird she looked at him and said, "Mr. Frogman, what did I just say?" He looked at her and said, "Which part?" Then he went into the conversation of what she had said over the course of the 3 minutes prior including what the kids were saying when they gave their answers.
This teacher who thought she wasn't teaching my son at all was listening to every word verbatim that she had said in the last 3 minutes. She still insistged that I have him tested. She had to be right he was hyper. Boy was she wrong! I didnt have him tested until a year later per my doctors recommendation. Alot of teachers now a days try to pawn off anything a child does as ADD or ADHD. They are not psychologists they don't know what is wrong with a child if anything. A teacher who kept telling me my son was hyper found out a year later he was autistic. She looked at me in on meeting and stated, "I knew there was something wrong with him." I looked at her and said, "There is nothing wrong with him only an ignorant educator."
Obviously this did not score any points with her or others on the teaching staff. But at that point at that school I didn't care. Throughout second grade even with a diagnosis from an outside doctor the school psychologist didnt do much of anything. Finally by his 3rd grade year and having become a squeaky wheel and to find that the psychologist had again misplaced my sons diagnosis I had become the intense squeaky wheel. The school psychologist asked me if he could evaluate Mr. Frogman and find out what resources he could qualify for. I agreed thinking this was a step in the right direction.
After all the observations and evaluations they invited me in to meet with 9 other people. The principal, the school psychologist, the nurse, the ot/pt teacher, a special ed teacher, Mr. Frogmans current teacher and assistant teacher, his first and second grade teacher and one other person I am not able to remember what position they were in and of course myself. Now if you didn't know the school district gets government funding for children with special needs. The school psychologist started the meeting and started by calling me Mrs. M. I commented that my name was no longer Mrs. M. if he would look at his file he would see that I am no longer married my name is now Ms. Kasey. He looked at me and without blinking again said, "Mrs. M. I have had the opportunity over the last month to observe Mr. Frogman in the classroom. I have come up with a schedule that will meet his needs to do this this and this. If you would please sign here we can get him started." That's what I thought he had said. What it was is he had identified the areas that were of concern and we were going to look at instructional learning that would support it. I was to sign the report and they would get things rolling.
Instead of asking me what areas of concern I had they were telling me what they were going to do for my son. This included input from his first grade teacher, second grade teacher and his current teacher.The more I thought about this I suddenly became angry. Here I had a group of people trying to tell me, the parent, what was best for my child. I objected and did not sign the paper. The psychologist again said, "Mrs. M...I have spent 10 hours with your child and I have found that he needs....." I didn't let him finish. I interrupted and very calmly looked at him and said, "My name is not Mrs. M...it is Ms. Kasey. I am glad you had the opportunity to spend 10 great hours with a wonderful young man. How does your 10 hours compare with my 9 years?" He quickly responded, "I do have a Master's degree in education and psychology." I stared at him blankly and said, "Well, I'll be. I don't have a masters degree but I do have one thing that you don't that will supercede your Master's degree." He looked at me questioningly and I looked at him square in the eye and said, "I have a birth certificate and that holds more weight in this meeting than your masters degree." He stuttered through to say, "Mrs. M....," where I immediately cut him off and stated that my name was not Mrs. M....and I am not signing anything." I stood up to leave wanting to yell at him......HERE'S YOUR SIGN!!!
The principal stood and said, "Ms. Kasey I think you are being hasty." I looked at him and thanked him for actually getting my name right. Then I stated that the meeting was over. If I needed anything further I would contact them. That afternoon I received phone calls and voicemails from 8 people. The psychologist didn't bother calling me, in my opinion he felt he was right. I was up against a brick wall at this point. I found the program at the school he goes to now....but there was one issue. The head of the Special Education Department whom had to approve my son to get into the program he is in is the wife of the psychologist that has the Masters Degree.
I met with the Head of Special Ed to visit the program. We talked for a minute and I made it clear I did not like her Husband and he did not like me. We were both okay with that, I looked at her and said that we were here for the benefit of my son, not her or her husband or myself. After that was settled everything since has been wonderful.
Last Minute.....
Mr. Frogman thinks that showing me something at the last minute is going to get himself into less trouble. When he was in second grade he waited until right before the bus arrived to show me a playground slip that had to be signed. I gotta love it. Last week it was a t-shirt order form for a camp he is going to attend in May, the t-shirt order had to be in that day with the payment and he received it a week ago. What next?!?!?
I had to ask, eh? He just rushed in to inform me that report cards are out and he wanted me to look it over and sign it, he had to turn it in tomorrow, and he was headed into the shower. I chuckled as the shower started and opened his report card. What he didn't notice was the fact that I had already signed his report card envelope. I knew they were out. He came out of the shower...."Mom, how did I do?" I looked at him and smiled. He did very well and has improved in several areas. Iam very proud and impressed with how well he did. Now if I could only get the folder organized and the homework home each night.
The wonderful challenges of being a parent.
I had to ask, eh? He just rushed in to inform me that report cards are out and he wanted me to look it over and sign it, he had to turn it in tomorrow, and he was headed into the shower. I chuckled as the shower started and opened his report card. What he didn't notice was the fact that I had already signed his report card envelope. I knew they were out. He came out of the shower...."Mom, how did I do?" I looked at him and smiled. He did very well and has improved in several areas. Iam very proud and impressed with how well he did. Now if I could only get the folder organized and the homework home each night.
The wonderful challenges of being a parent.
Sunday Sigh
It's that time and day of the week. Sunday again. Time to get ready for a new week. I just want to lay down on the floor and kick and scream yelling "I don't wanna go!" Not sure where I don't want to go, probably work but still. I just don't want Monday to be here yet. I have so much more to do this weekend it can't be over. I still have laundry that needs to be washed and laundry is done on my weekends. I have tasks that I need to accomplish and I can't necessarily do them during the week. Or at least not until Thursday this week with all that is going on.
I have spent most of the day cleaning. I spent 3 hours just cleaning my room and hanging up all the laundry. Organizing my suits and dresses in the closet. Can you believe it? I actually have a bedroom floor. I haven't seen it in about a month due to suitcases and boxes being in the way. Now all the boxes and suitcases are gone and I am able to actually use my room for what it was meant for.....well I guess I have been able to use it for what I use it for all the time which is sleeping but I can actually breathe now. Thanks again to a friend of mine who came to fight the battle of the laundry.
I helped him clean his house too. It took about 3 hours to clean his house. Amazing 3 hours for just my room and 3 hours for his house. I think he got the better end of the deal though. :) I found a few things in his refrigerator that, if they would have been in there much longer, may have taken a good bite out of my hand. Do you think that mold would force me to get a tetanus shot if it bit me or would it contain enough penicillin that I wouldn't have to worry???
All this to prepare for the upcoming week. Again my mind races back to wanting to throw myself on the floor and scream, "Noooooooo!!!" I am not ready. But I know in the back of my mind as I am thrashing around on the floor screaming, oh wait.... I was only supposed to think that, that Monday is going to get here whether I like it or not. Oh Great.....Here It Comes!
I have spent most of the day cleaning. I spent 3 hours just cleaning my room and hanging up all the laundry. Organizing my suits and dresses in the closet. Can you believe it? I actually have a bedroom floor. I haven't seen it in about a month due to suitcases and boxes being in the way. Now all the boxes and suitcases are gone and I am able to actually use my room for what it was meant for.....well I guess I have been able to use it for what I use it for all the time which is sleeping but I can actually breathe now. Thanks again to a friend of mine who came to fight the battle of the laundry.
I helped him clean his house too. It took about 3 hours to clean his house. Amazing 3 hours for just my room and 3 hours for his house. I think he got the better end of the deal though. :) I found a few things in his refrigerator that, if they would have been in there much longer, may have taken a good bite out of my hand. Do you think that mold would force me to get a tetanus shot if it bit me or would it contain enough penicillin that I wouldn't have to worry???
All this to prepare for the upcoming week. Again my mind races back to wanting to throw myself on the floor and scream, "Noooooooo!!!" I am not ready. But I know in the back of my mind as I am thrashing around on the floor screaming, oh wait.... I was only supposed to think that, that Monday is going to get here whether I like it or not. Oh Great.....Here It Comes!
Amazing Shopping Spree!!
I needed new clothes. As I am in the process of losing weight I didn't want to buy a whole lot just enough to add to my current wardrobe. I took a friend with me since I dislike shopping so much. I happened to find 2 nice suits, 2 black skirts, 4 colored shirts. All for less than $120. What a bargain. So now I had to find shoes to match. My friend and his son found matching shoes for themselves which looked really good. I had to go to a different store to find my shoes. When I did I must have hit deal central! I work in a business professional office so I am constantly mixing and matching outfits to keep things different. I have also made a few of my skirts in the past which no one could tell the difference between them and store bought. Anywho, I walked out of the shoe store with 4 new pairs of shoes, 2 screaming kids and a friend with fried nerves cause the kids wouldn't listen. :) Thanks Wolfman for all your help!! I spent less than $160 for everything. I was so proud of myself. I am so excited. I am going to look good going to work...Now I have to work on looking good everywhere else :)
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Concerts...
I recently attended a Ben Fold's concert at the Paramount in Seattle. What a neat concert. For only having heard a little bit of his music and of course liking it. His concert, although small in numbers for a band, was fantastic! Ben Folds, a bass guitarist and a percussionist were excellent. They had great audience involvement. For what I thought was only an hour turned out to be 2 and a half hours later. Chris Mills opened for Ben Folds. He was a one man show on the guitar. He was very good as well. I am going to have to track down his music and have a good listen.
Ben Folds has done songs with William Shatner as well but none of those were performed. Probably because it just wouldn't be the same if William Shatner wasn't actually performing.
I was surprised for all the music Ben Folds sings and the language content that he is going to be doing a song for an upcoming Dreamworks film "Over the Hedge". Without the language in a few of his songs they are almost appropriate in content for everyone. But then there are one or two songs that wouldnt have lyrics at all if they didn't have swear words. :)
Definitely worth looking up and listening to if you want to hear something different. It doesn't matter what age you are this is music for everyone.
I have been to concerts in the past with the flashy lights, lasers, costumes. Nothing prepared me for this concert. Ben Folds was "down to earth". There were no strobe lights or flashing this or change of costumes there. It was him and his music. If you ever get the chance to see him in concert I recommend that you do. It was worth it.
Ben Folds has done songs with William Shatner as well but none of those were performed. Probably because it just wouldn't be the same if William Shatner wasn't actually performing.
I was surprised for all the music Ben Folds sings and the language content that he is going to be doing a song for an upcoming Dreamworks film "Over the Hedge". Without the language in a few of his songs they are almost appropriate in content for everyone. But then there are one or two songs that wouldnt have lyrics at all if they didn't have swear words. :)
Definitely worth looking up and listening to if you want to hear something different. It doesn't matter what age you are this is music for everyone.
I have been to concerts in the past with the flashy lights, lasers, costumes. Nothing prepared me for this concert. Ben Folds was "down to earth". There were no strobe lights or flashing this or change of costumes there. It was him and his music. If you ever get the chance to see him in concert I recommend that you do. It was worth it.
Happy Birthday JoJo!!
Yesterday was my niece's 12th birthday. As she emphatically told me Friday night that she would not be 12 until 10:59 pm. I gave her a hug and told her I would see her on Saturday for her birthday party. What a neat little lady she is growing up to be.
They had several kids at this party of all ages which made it fun for the pinata. By the time we got up to the kids that were 7 the pinata fell apart and the kids all dived onto the candy and toys that fell out. The older kids didn't get to hit the pinata at all but that's okay they were the first ones to dive in. They all had a lot of fun.
I took my friend Wolfman and his son Monkey Dude Jr. They had a lot of fun. I may have stirred up a bunch of gossip on my ex-husbands side of the family but that's ok. I am curious to see what get's back to him. :)
They had several kids at this party of all ages which made it fun for the pinata. By the time we got up to the kids that were 7 the pinata fell apart and the kids all dived onto the candy and toys that fell out. The older kids didn't get to hit the pinata at all but that's okay they were the first ones to dive in. They all had a lot of fun.
I took my friend Wolfman and his son Monkey Dude Jr. They had a lot of fun. I may have stirred up a bunch of gossip on my ex-husbands side of the family but that's ok. I am curious to see what get's back to him. :)
Weekends....Equal Sleeping In??
I was looking forward to staying up late Friday night and waking up later Saturday morning. Mr. Frogman was at a friends house for the night and I was thinking of how nice it would be to sleep in and just take an hour or so to myself and relax. Unfortunately waking up at 5am was not on the agenda. I had just managed to find a comfortable position in bed and get back to sleep when I had to get up to use the rest room again and just as I was sitting down to do my thing, my phone rang. It wasn't one of those nice rings I have programmed in for any of my friends, but the annoying ring I entered in to get my attention for when one of my family members called. I looked at the clock. 7:32am. **Sigh** now who would be calling me at this hour? I had a conversation with one of the Leaders last night about taking Shopper to the park n ride where she catches her bus and I just didnt have the strength to do it. I hadn't slept in in so long and really needed my sleep.
One of the Leaders was trying to get hold of me and I am sure it was to let me know she got my sister to the bus stop and was on her way home and wanted to say good morning. My goodness, I couldn't even pee in peace lately without someone calling and interrupting. After spending the next 10 minutes hassling the Leader and waking up to a good laugh, it was too late to go back to sleep. I was now after 10 minutes waiting for the Leader to show up to give me a key and some money to have Shoppers engine on her truck repaired. Come to find out her truck can't be repaired, the engine is blown. Wow....I don't want to be around when they tell her that.
One of the Leaders was trying to get hold of me and I am sure it was to let me know she got my sister to the bus stop and was on her way home and wanted to say good morning. My goodness, I couldn't even pee in peace lately without someone calling and interrupting. After spending the next 10 minutes hassling the Leader and waking up to a good laugh, it was too late to go back to sleep. I was now after 10 minutes waiting for the Leader to show up to give me a key and some money to have Shoppers engine on her truck repaired. Come to find out her truck can't be repaired, the engine is blown. Wow....I don't want to be around when they tell her that.
Friday, March 24, 2006
What day do you look forward to?
Mr. Frogman came to me last night and very matter of fact and told me that he just couldn't wait until Tuesday. Here I thought and thought, and just could not understand what was going on on Tuesday that he was all excited about. I asked him why he just couldn't wait until Tuesday? He proceeded to tell me that it was his busiest day of the week and he liked everything he had to get done.
I chuckled and asked him if he really needed more to do. He laughed with me and emphatically said, "NO! But I like it only on Tuesdays." I chuckled and thought about what he had to do. Our normal routine is early morning band, school, circus arts, cub scouts. Yes that's alot but it wasn't an overwhelming amount of things to do aside from what we usually do on Tuesdays. After we went over the schedule I looked at him and asked, "Why else are Tuesdays busy?" He looked at me and went over his activities while he was at school, which included an activity over lunch, another one at lunch recess, then ot/pt in the afternoon. "Mom, I'm just booked up on Tuesdays is all, I think I need an organizer. You know one of the electronic ones." He proceeded to go into detail on the specific functions his organizer should have. He even created drawings of how it should work and what it would look like? Do you think he has thought of this before? :)
I chuckled and asked him if he really needed more to do. He laughed with me and emphatically said, "NO! But I like it only on Tuesdays." I chuckled and thought about what he had to do. Our normal routine is early morning band, school, circus arts, cub scouts. Yes that's alot but it wasn't an overwhelming amount of things to do aside from what we usually do on Tuesdays. After we went over the schedule I looked at him and asked, "Why else are Tuesdays busy?" He looked at me and went over his activities while he was at school, which included an activity over lunch, another one at lunch recess, then ot/pt in the afternoon. "Mom, I'm just booked up on Tuesdays is all, I think I need an organizer. You know one of the electronic ones." He proceeded to go into detail on the specific functions his organizer should have. He even created drawings of how it should work and what it would look like? Do you think he has thought of this before? :)
Thursday, March 23, 2006
How much do you take?
Once a week Mr. Frogman and I go out to dinner. It can be chicken and jojo's from our local store deli or out on the town. Mr. Frogman really likes the Old Country Buffet all you can eat. We headed down there tonight and he loves to get the canteloupe, watermelon and jello. This isn't a matter of how much you take to eat but how much you tolerate with the lack of manners of people getting their meals?
Kids I can understand. Adults on the other hand.....How much do you put up with. People wander around with an empty plate in their hands looking at what is on the menu, or more so what is in the hot dish pans that looks good. They don't even say excuse me just barge across your path makeing you stop short and almost spill your plate on you or them. Do people wait their turn? Nooooooo.....they have to barge in right where you are standing as they can't wait an extra 10 seconds for you to finish serving and move on. It's almost as they are deciding for you how much you can take and move on. Heaven forbid there isn't enough left for them to have a serving as a server is bringing out a new pan.
Just tonight I went up to get some sauteed mushrooms (surprisingly they were very good) and I had a woman look at me and ask me if I was going to take them all. Just for the way she asked I wanted to look at her and in a Jim Carey tone (like in liar liar in the courtroom when the judge asks him if he can continue and he snears out yeeessss) and say yes....instead I looked at her smiled put the spoon down and walked away when I should have just taken the last of them.
Sometimes I really wish my parents hadn't raised me with such good manners and the ability to be polite and respectful. Thinking back on it now I should have laughed like Igor and smiled at her and snorted and in an Igor tone should have bent down and said...."No, they are mine....all mine..." then snorted and laughed.
Not only that but people would rush from their tables to get a serving or another serving (to each his own) or another plate, and they rush as though there isnt going to be enough or they might run out.
LOOK FOLKS this is an ALL YOU CAN EAT Buffet. Do you think they are going to run out? I don't think so. Slow down. It will still be hot when you get to it and there will still be plenty. Not only that I was scorned for not getting dessert from the dessert counter. I can't have alot of what they serve for desserts so I choose to go for the pudding that is located at the salad bar. I tend to grab a soup bowl and have "Fish Eye" pudding, tapioca to the lay person. Mr.Frogman doesn't like it so I get it when I can. **Sigh** It's almost a "Lord of the Flies" setting if you get in the way of someones quest to reach the buffet line first.
**Sigh** But Mr. Frogman likes it and it was his request. The things we put up with as parents to sometimes make our kids happy :)
Kids I can understand. Adults on the other hand.....How much do you put up with. People wander around with an empty plate in their hands looking at what is on the menu, or more so what is in the hot dish pans that looks good. They don't even say excuse me just barge across your path makeing you stop short and almost spill your plate on you or them. Do people wait their turn? Nooooooo.....they have to barge in right where you are standing as they can't wait an extra 10 seconds for you to finish serving and move on. It's almost as they are deciding for you how much you can take and move on. Heaven forbid there isn't enough left for them to have a serving as a server is bringing out a new pan.
Just tonight I went up to get some sauteed mushrooms (surprisingly they were very good) and I had a woman look at me and ask me if I was going to take them all. Just for the way she asked I wanted to look at her and in a Jim Carey tone (like in liar liar in the courtroom when the judge asks him if he can continue and he snears out yeeessss) and say yes....instead I looked at her smiled put the spoon down and walked away when I should have just taken the last of them.
Sometimes I really wish my parents hadn't raised me with such good manners and the ability to be polite and respectful. Thinking back on it now I should have laughed like Igor and smiled at her and snorted and in an Igor tone should have bent down and said...."No, they are mine....all mine..." then snorted and laughed.
Not only that but people would rush from their tables to get a serving or another serving (to each his own) or another plate, and they rush as though there isnt going to be enough or they might run out.
LOOK FOLKS this is an ALL YOU CAN EAT Buffet. Do you think they are going to run out? I don't think so. Slow down. It will still be hot when you get to it and there will still be plenty. Not only that I was scorned for not getting dessert from the dessert counter. I can't have alot of what they serve for desserts so I choose to go for the pudding that is located at the salad bar. I tend to grab a soup bowl and have "Fish Eye" pudding, tapioca to the lay person. Mr.Frogman doesn't like it so I get it when I can. **Sigh** It's almost a "Lord of the Flies" setting if you get in the way of someones quest to reach the buffet line first.
**Sigh** But Mr. Frogman likes it and it was his request. The things we put up with as parents to sometimes make our kids happy :)
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
**SIGH**
Another day almost over. Nothing exciting today but a long day at work. I am sure something will come up throughout the evening that will be funny or humorous. I do enjoy my job and the people I work with. They are definitely a diverse group. Due to the strictness of employers reading employees blog sites I can't say a whole lot since I don't want it used against me. All I can say is I am going on three years and I am still there! If I didnt like it even a little I wouldnt be able to stay.....MOVING FORWARD into the evening. I will post more as events unfold :)
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
New Beginnings
Congratulations Wolfman!
My friend Wolfman recently got a new job after being forced out of his last job. He was out of work for almost a month searching. He found a great job with a Cruise company booking cruises for clients. I think this will be a perfect opportunity for him to utilize his customer service and people skills! Way to go Wolfman!
I know waking up at 5am is going to take some time to get used to but you can do it! He has to wake up at 5 to catch the bus at 5:45 to make it into downtown Seattle by 7:30am. I am so glad it's him and not me! I have to be up at 5 but I dont have to leave that early :)
I wish you all the best in this one Wolfman. I can only foresee success!
My friend Wolfman recently got a new job after being forced out of his last job. He was out of work for almost a month searching. He found a great job with a Cruise company booking cruises for clients. I think this will be a perfect opportunity for him to utilize his customer service and people skills! Way to go Wolfman!
I know waking up at 5am is going to take some time to get used to but you can do it! He has to wake up at 5 to catch the bus at 5:45 to make it into downtown Seattle by 7:30am. I am so glad it's him and not me! I have to be up at 5 but I dont have to leave that early :)
I wish you all the best in this one Wolfman. I can only foresee success!
Mr. Frogman Update
Mr. Frogman keeps telling me he is having a rough time with math in school. For two years we have practiced multiplication and he just didn't get it. No matter how much memorization it took. I talked to our psychologist and teachers at his school who specialize in autism thinking it may have been a learning issue. As we focused on this and tried to find ways that would help him excel, I was just flabergasted. Not only that but I was inwardly hurt as I was always really good in math and science and hoped he would be too.
Now I know its not right to compare my child with myself, but like any parent I believe we all do in one way or another. I had accepted that my sons strong points were going to be hands on instead of mathematical or scientific, until recently.
His class started studying fractions. At first he was slower than a lot of his class. His teacher got him extra help in a smaller study group. After a while as he would ask me for help he would look at a problem, ask me for help and then suddenly grab his sheet back and write down the correct answer. I would look at him and make him give it back to me so I could work the problem to make sure it was right. After a week or two of making him write things out he would look at me and tell me the answer without writing anything down. He would get his homework done inside of a quarter of the time it would take me to do it. He has finally gotten to a point where he multiplies or divides in his head and whips out the answer. I almost can't keep up with him. It is absolutely amazing. Now if I could only get him to do that with writing next :)
Now I know its not right to compare my child with myself, but like any parent I believe we all do in one way or another. I had accepted that my sons strong points were going to be hands on instead of mathematical or scientific, until recently.
His class started studying fractions. At first he was slower than a lot of his class. His teacher got him extra help in a smaller study group. After a while as he would ask me for help he would look at a problem, ask me for help and then suddenly grab his sheet back and write down the correct answer. I would look at him and make him give it back to me so I could work the problem to make sure it was right. After a week or two of making him write things out he would look at me and tell me the answer without writing anything down. He would get his homework done inside of a quarter of the time it would take me to do it. He has finally gotten to a point where he multiplies or divides in his head and whips out the answer. I almost can't keep up with him. It is absolutely amazing. Now if I could only get him to do that with writing next :)
Dawning of a New Day
I have been dealing with heart issues this past year. Many of which no one knows about as I haven't told anyone including my closest friends. I don't think anyone understood why I didn't share this, but, for those that really need to know. For those that know me you know I had someone I had known for years die from cancer. During her time of appointments and treatments I was by her side. I watched other people look at her and the many others I met that were terminal with looks of sympathy and sadness. No matter how severe things got I didnt want people looking at me that way. No matter how many times I said it everyone did....and I do mean everyone even though you may not think you did. You did.
Anywho...I was finally, after a final procedure, given a full clean bill of health over a year and a half later. A huge weight lifted from my shoulders. I wake up wanting to get up and face the day. Most of the time I really didn't care since they couldn't figure out what was wrong. Now I get up and get moving without the help of caffeine. I have motivation and reason to get going. Not that I didnt have it before, I did. It didnt matter as much to me at that point. Call it depression, self pity, and partially the limitations that were set by my health. I was frustrated I couldn't do all the things I wanted to do. Now I do the things I want to do when I want to do them. Mr. Frogman and I get out and about and stay busy constantly. He sometimes has to ask me if we can stay home for an evening as we get out and about walking or to the park or doing something together.
The Dawning of a New Day has arrived. If you call or email and we don't respond we are out probably trying to catch frogs in a neighboring pond, fishing in a nearby creek, rollerblading on a nearby trail, or just raindancing in the gentle spring rains in our area. Who knows what's next on our agenda?! It's a wait and see time....so right now we will get out there and see what life has in store for us next!
Have a great day!
Anywho...I was finally, after a final procedure, given a full clean bill of health over a year and a half later. A huge weight lifted from my shoulders. I wake up wanting to get up and face the day. Most of the time I really didn't care since they couldn't figure out what was wrong. Now I get up and get moving without the help of caffeine. I have motivation and reason to get going. Not that I didnt have it before, I did. It didnt matter as much to me at that point. Call it depression, self pity, and partially the limitations that were set by my health. I was frustrated I couldn't do all the things I wanted to do. Now I do the things I want to do when I want to do them. Mr. Frogman and I get out and about and stay busy constantly. He sometimes has to ask me if we can stay home for an evening as we get out and about walking or to the park or doing something together.
The Dawning of a New Day has arrived. If you call or email and we don't respond we are out probably trying to catch frogs in a neighboring pond, fishing in a nearby creek, rollerblading on a nearby trail, or just raindancing in the gentle spring rains in our area. Who knows what's next on our agenda?! It's a wait and see time....so right now we will get out there and see what life has in store for us next!
Have a great day!
I See The Light!!
Ever have one of those lives?
You would think this would be easy to keep up. I havent been here since December thinking I would have time. Now I do. It's time to make time!
Finally, after not making any new years resolutions I have set forth and am pursuing and achieving my long term goals of finally becoming financially separated from my ex husband. Working to actually live life instead of pay the bill man that comes knocking each and every month. Starting to actually have a life that isnt filled with stress and worry about how things will get paid or taken care of. There is finally light at the end of the tunnel.
It's amazing how fast things come together when you truly want them too.
I can finally see the light of day past the financials of day to day living.
You would think this would be easy to keep up. I havent been here since December thinking I would have time. Now I do. It's time to make time!
Finally, after not making any new years resolutions I have set forth and am pursuing and achieving my long term goals of finally becoming financially separated from my ex husband. Working to actually live life instead of pay the bill man that comes knocking each and every month. Starting to actually have a life that isnt filled with stress and worry about how things will get paid or taken care of. There is finally light at the end of the tunnel.
It's amazing how fast things come together when you truly want them too.
I can finally see the light of day past the financials of day to day living.
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