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Sunday, September 30, 2007

Today we were the norm.

Today we went to the annual TACA picnic. It was a great time for sure. Pudd'n started to fuss when we got there and I told him to have as much as an autistic melt down as he wanted.
No one was going to give us the stink eye or stare at us because he's tantruming.
Jenny McCarty was there to meet people and promote her new book about her son and his recovery. I can't help but feel insainly jealous that the GF/CF diet worked for her and not my son. We did that damn diet for one and half years and got shit for results. Her kid is on it two weeks and his language doubled.
Come to think of it, every damn new "silver bullet" they claim will make your autistic kid recover has never worked on my son. Sure, we may get a wee bit more eye contact and he might pop out with a word (never to be repeated again); but that is it.
It gets so damn fustrating to spend all that money and get shit for results. Insurance does not cover anything, everything we've tried comes out of our pocket at a great expesnse. I don't even want to think about deeply we are in debt.
Ok, I'm done with my pity party.
I think I'll go take a nap.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Note to self.............

Next time I take my son & GP to the zoo; I need to avoid "big cat canyon".
Pudd'n never stops to look at the animals. It is more of a quick glance and we just keep walking. Well we passed by what I think was a cougar and that damn thing stalked us! As we approached the black jaguar cage I could see he was at the very top of the enclosure and we'd have no problems.
WRONG!
That bad boy came down lickity split and was stalking us through his cage. Those cats eye balled my dog as if he were their next meal. It was like that all through out the big cat exhibit. Some people thought it was funny, I personally felt a bit unnerved.

Friday, September 28, 2007

I've been tagged!

My favorite wiseass Jooette with the crazy mad photoshopping skills has tagged my happy Celtic ass with a music meme.
So here we go!

What are you currently groving to?
A cd that I made myself of the elcetic music I like. It's got The Stones, Santana, Gordon Lightfoot, Beyonce, 3rd eye blind and much more!

When push comes to shove, what is your favorite album?
Hmmmmmm.........I'm going to have to go with Elton John's Good Bye Yellow Brick Road.

First record you ever bought?
I believe it was Patty Smyth's 45 of "Because the Night". Otherwise it is one by Eddy Money. I can't remember the title, but it had the song "Shak'n" on it. That is why I bought it.

What do you sing in the shower?
"I touch my self" by the Devinals

What is your favorite Saturday night record?
Donna Summer is good. Maybe a little Bob Segar. Definitly some Stones.

What is your favorite Sunday morning record?
Same thing as my Sat. night record.

There ya go! For those who want to play, knock yourself out.

Food Coma 2

Holy cow was the food ever fabulous last night! I got the ribs with sweet potatoe & roasted corn and Steve got the country fried steak with garlic smashed potatoes.
We had also gotten an appitizer of thinly sliced fried red onions with dipp'n sauce and for dessert we had bread pudding with fresh whipped cream & bourbon sauce to die for.
Needless to say, we brought a lot of it home. Well, we actually took it to my mom's hoping to get mr. picky Pudd'n to try something new. He likes ribs, mashed potatoes and onion rings. Hopefully grandpa was able to get him to eat something.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

What? You thought I was joking???

Today I wrote up four refurals.
The little dooshbags were broken up in to groups to work on a project. All the groups but one were merrily working away. One person in the group had to write the findings. No one in group #2 wanted to write. They refused to write or do the assignment.
Fine, no problem. I called a proctor to come and escort their bad asses up to the office. Soon as I made the call the dooshbags suddenly decided to start the assignment. They pointed this out and I told them:
"Too bad, you chose to act this way and now you get to be held accountable for your actions".
The little dooshbags tried saying I railroaded them. Jenny the in house sub laughed when she heard this. She's had to work with these kids before. She was not shocked to see the little dooshbags up in the office what so ever. I told Jenny that is was hard not to giggle with glee whilst I wrote those refurals up.
I am looking forward to next week to see what bad ass I get to write up next.
MUHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!

Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeee

I hope the fact that Pudd'n getting me up around 3 am is not going to be an indication of how my birthday is going to be today.
We'll see how the dooshbags act today; the teacher is back. Or at least she was yesterday and looking a bit frazzled I might add.
We will be going with the moral majority and trying out the new BBQ place. We'll save the Mexican dinner to celebrate our 14 years of married bliss next month.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

ugh!

I am whipped and not in a good way.
From now on I am going to call my class from hell "the dooshbags". I am stealing that term from Erica. It cracks me up every time I hear her using that term on her blog.
Ok, between the little dooshbags sucking the energy out of me yesterday; I figured I'd go horseback riding for some relaxation.
Yeah right.
Kip was stuck on stupid and freaking out over the most stupidest shit. That fucker even reared on me a few times. I cut my ride short (yeah, not a good idea but I was not in the mood to call Steve to come take me to the emergency room). As I lead him in to the cross ties he started up again. A good smack up side his head reminded him not to be stomping all over me.
Fucktard.
Then of course work was busy as all hell last night for taco tues. By the time Steve picked me up from work I was toast. Today I am sore all over and mentally drained.
I am SO looking forward to class tomorrow. *heavy sigh*
OOOO! I did have one bright spot in my day yesterday. As I left the office two army men were walking in. I could not help myself. I gave them a huge cheshire cat grin and said "Well hello!"
I'll take my cheap thrills where ever I can get them. I just love me a man in uniform.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

This has got to be the BEST ring tone EVER!

Tonight when I came in to work the cook Juan says to me:
"Maeve! Maeve! Check out my new ring tone for my cell phone".
The phone rings and then I hear:
"Oh my God! Don't answer it! It's the cops! It's the cops! La meegra La meegra (horrible Spanish spelling for "immigration")
Hide quick! Get down in the tunnel!"

I thought I was going to piss my pants laughing.
I found out that they will not be splitting up the class from hell. There are 23 kids in this class and about a handful of them have parole officers.
Nice huh?

Say a prayer

Well it is Tuesday barflies and do you know what that means?
I get to test my patience and not beat the shit out of some little~~snot nosed gang banger wanna be~~ misunderstood child.
To look on the bright side (is there one??), it gives me something to blog about.

Monday, September 24, 2007

What to choose??

This Thursday Steve is taking me out to dinner for my birthday.
I don't know if I want to try a new BBQ place that I've had my eye on or should I go with my tried and true Mexican food???
What would you pick?

Sunday, September 23, 2007

What a day

We made our way down to Sea W*rld today only to find that they had closed Shamu's happy harbor to renovate it. We had one seriously pissed off child on our hands. It will not be opening until spring of next year. It looks like we definitly will not be getting annual passes until it is up and going again.
There were several K9 units there and they were giving a demonstration. It was awesome to watch. Those dog truly enjoy their job. I loved watching them, they were so full of energy and sleek.
We made our way to the dolphin interaction when it was feeding time. The line was too long to purchase some fish, so we just figured we'd watch from the side lines. I was lucky and two dolphins thought I had food, so I was able to pet them. I felt bad I did not have any fish to reward them with. GP put his front paws on top of the wall to see what I was doing. He really seemed to like the dolphins.
I did get to feed the sea lions and harbor seals. They have such big brown soulful eyes.
We were able to get at least 2 hours in before Pudd'n successfully dragged us out of there.

Autum Equinox

A blessed Mabon to you all today.

Why Is It?

Why is it when you decide to dismantle your blog, you get things like this just falling into your lap, with no vehicle through which to share them?

I have no words other than go. watch. be stupefied.

Good gracious.

That is all.

-the Chickster...(this came to me from my husband by the way...)

Saturday, September 22, 2007

You Know You Are Way Too Busy When...

Hey blogworld, how the hell have you been??? It's me, Chickie, from the now defunct "Blissful Bedlam" - hijacking Maeve's blog to tell you about something that has happened recently. This is meant to serve as a warning that if you get too much on your plate, shit will happen...

The other morning, I was sitting at the table with about four textbooks laid out as per usual, studying my brains out, when I hear my youngest child, nine-year old Dolly, downstairs laughing hysterically. I smile, think to myself, "great, she's amused, she's happy, this is good, I'm getting some WORK done now, baby."

The laughing, however, continues with a boisterousness I've never quite heard before. Now Mommy is curious, so Mommy makes her way downstairs to see what it is that is amusing her darling, sweet, innocent girl so much (silently thinking, "please don't let her be torturing the cat...").

I come around the corner and there is my daughter, sitting up on her bed sweetly, guffawing at American Pie 2. Yep, you read that right, AMERICAN PIE 2!!! Have you people seen that movie? Yes, it's funny, but it ain't funny for a nine-year old. The DVD belongs to her brothers, who are 18 and 16...the brothers who left the damn movie laying on their dresser nice and low for sissy to grab. I yank the movie out of the player, get my "mommy look" on and say to her, "Dolly, that movie belongs to your brothers and it is NOT for little girls."

She knows that the movie was NOT for little girls. How do I know this? I know this because my darling, hide-nothing, tell-it-like-it-is daughter looked up at my with her sweet little baby blues and said in a very casual tone, "It said 'fuckface' mama - I read that, I read 'fuckface' on the words." (she watches her movies with the captions on)

Oy...let's hope THAT one doesn't make it to school this week.

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On another unrelated note, if you're wondering what the homework from a child of two Atheist parents looks like, look no further, for I shall share it with you. I'll preface these photos by saying that Dolly attends a joe-blow regular, secular, public school...

Exhibit A: First list of spelling words for Grade Four (antiquated text book, obviously). Dolly comes home with instructions to construct a sentence for each word. (Make with the clickage to enlarge)

Exhibit B:
Note the third sentence up from the bottom...I thought it was a grammatically sound, well-constructed sentence. Yep, this one is going in the scrapbook. That's my girl!

How You Can Tell Your Child Was Raised by Atheists

Friday, September 21, 2007

And so it begins..............

I have offically recieved my first birthday card. I turn 41 this week.

Gah!

I said to Lili, can you believe I'll be 41 this week? She replied with "well you don't look like it and you sure as hell don't act like it!!".

I had a blast tonight, thanks Lili. You sure know how to show a girl a good time!

T.G.I.F.

The fair was a lot of fun yesterday. We slapped GP's service vest on and brought him with us. We got countless compliments on how good looking and well behaved he was.
Tonight I meet my bitch Lili for some dinner and then a sex toy party. I wonder what goodies I'll be able to pick up. Tomorrow I'm meeting up with some other witches for wine & yummies.
My marine Msg. M (he took us to the marine corps ball last year) invited us to a fall festival. Should be fun, it is family oriented. I'm already perusing my cook books to see what I'll be bringing to eat.
And that barflies is my life in a nut shell so far.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Are we having fun yet??

All the staff in our school is calling Ms. B's 2nd period class "the class from hell". It spread like wild fire how out of control these little ~~shit heads~~ darlings are.
I ran in to Ms. B today in the staff lunch room. I filled her in on all the antics that the little ~~fucktards~~ misunderstood children had been up to. I'll be going to the fair tomorrow, so I won't be in class to see what happens next. I had planned this outing long before I started working for Ms. B, other wise I would have chose a different day to go.
I'm sure I'll get all the dirt from Linda on Friday.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

I told you not to mess with me.

Today I wrote my first referal in the four years I've been at my school.
I walked in to the class from hell and I saw a sub. She had a look of relief on her face when she saw me. We've worked together before, so she knows I take no ~~shit~~ prisoners.
Several students had their hoodies up and that is a no no, one refused to take his baseball cap off and one refused to lift his head off his desk.
I calmly walked to the phone and called the front desk for back up. The VP came down and set those students straight and told me if there were any more problems to send them up to him. One girl was too busy chatting and passing notes; I give one warning and that is it. I told her to move her seat up to the front and she refused.
I told her "you can sit here, or you can sit up in the office. Which is it?"
The little ~~bitch~~ brat stormed up to office.
Needless to say I gave the new VP an earful and then said "welcome to Ca***". I hope to see some changes real soon. It is ridiculous what theses kids get away with.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Brain cramp

I got nothing folks.
Nada
Zip
Zilch
Thought of several things I could blog about; but I can't remember what they'd be.
Oh well.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Food coma

My in laws invited us to their block party and I ate my way in to a food coma.
Holy cow what a spread! We packed Pudd'ns portable DVD player so we were able to stay for a nice long visit. The weather was perfect and every thing was set up under a huge tree in the front yard. Grills were brought out front and an assortment of meat was fired up.
It was a blissful day.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Ow! Ow! Ow!

I finally got my fine Celtic ass on a horse for the first time in months.
It was pure heaven, but I know I'll really be feeling it later. I'm already a little sore now.
It is now becoming my favorite time of year. The days are shorter, nights longer and the air is cooler. I just wish we actually had a fall here. I miss it so much. It also has just dawned on me that Babs won't be here for All Hallows Eve. That is going to be weird and it is really going to suck with out her.
Ms.H and I have come up with what we will do to keep the little brats in line. Rumor has it the class may even be split in half. Damn I hope so. There are way too many kids right now.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Danger Will Robinson! Danger!

I just got Party Lite's new fall/winter catalog.
*drool*
I may need to have a party this fall.............

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Invasion!

I am being invaded by house flies.
Hundreds of them and I'm not exaggerating.
I'm guessing they are crawling in through the dog door??? Every other door and window are shut up tight. Every time I kill a fly, three more take it's place.
It is ridiculous!
I like Guy's advice on carrying a nice long ruler and slapping it on the desk to get those little turd's attension. But I'm too afraid I'll just start smacking them up side the head with it.
I won't be able to talk to the teacher on how she wants to handle this until after class tomorrow. My take on this is if these little fuckers won't listen to me then we should call a proctor to come down and escort the offender to the office. None of these kids are going to pass the damn test because of the rowdy ones.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Does any one have a cattle prod I can borrow?

Oh fun of fucking joy.
It is going to be a long semester. At least I hope that is all this class is lasting. The kids I'm working with have failed the state test, so it is up to us to help them learn and pass it next time.
I don't forsee that.
Not because the teacher is bad or isn't trying.
It is because of the snot nosed brats. Those who do want to learn are having a hard time because of the disruption the others are causing. There is at least 20 kids, too many in my opinion. I swear by all that is holy my four year old neice is more mature than this group of kids.
One kid actually pouted I called him on his shit ( cell phone out, chewing gum, head down on desk trying to sleep and hoodie pulled up).
Oh yeah, this is going to be fun.
NOT.

Is it Friday yet?

I forgot how crazy busy it gets when school is back in session.
My dad is home and doing great. Thank you every one for your kind words and prayers.
Starting today I'll be working with SDC kids 2x a week. I'm honestly not looking forward to this. These are mostly our "problem" kids that don't want to work and glorify "gang banger" type shit.
Ms. Maeve don't put up with it.
So now I am off to another fun filled day.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Up date on my dad

They put the stint in my dad yesterday and all went well. He will be coming home today.
Last night he got to dine on steamed fish, red potatoes and lemon meringue pie.
I got to eat card board tasting pizza at the house of mouse.

A perfect way to end the day

Yesterday didn't start out too well. Now that beach season is just about over with it is back to finding things to do on weekends with Pudd'n. It is hard with a child that has limited interests in anything. To him a perfect day is watching tv with breaks of tickle and or chase. Pudd'n, GP and I headed down to Sea W.orld. He hasn't been there in a few years and we used to enjoy going.

He was not happy about being there and he sure as hell let every one know about it.

Pudd'n did have about a half hour of fun in the happy harbour part. It is a big play area for kids and has this habit trail thing for kids to climb on, run across and slide down. For a half hour GP and I ran across suspended bridges. You should of seen that dog's body language when he realized this was not a stable walk way. I thne dragged Pudd'n out of happy harbor, we needed to get GP some water. It was hot and we all know GP is not a petite flower. He's just a wee bit chubby.

So for the next two hours straight Pudd'n whined, moaned, hummed, pulled my arm and did his best to find the exit. Mommy did her best to find the beer carts through out Sea W.orld.

For once though we did not get the "stink eye". People saw the dog and the light bulb went on that Pudd'n is not your regular kid. It can be pretty embarassing when your very tall eleven year old is acting like a three year old. I just want to smack the people that look down their noses at us.

Sea W.orld is very service dog friendly. They gave us a collapsable bowl, bandana and poop scoop bags (I already have these).

When we got home I had to take a two hour nap to recover from our little day trip.

But the day ended on a good note. We went to the house of mouse where a kid could be a kid for dinner. Steve and Pudd'n started playing a new "game" with a super ball and the slide on the habit trail. Then Pudd'n ate a good dinner for the first time in days. He was also very affectionate as you can see in the photo. I got several kisses.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Service dog Samwise (Goat Puppy)

Here is GP chill'n at the house of mouse where a kid can be a kid. He is a natural born service dog and he did great on the airplane ride. On the way out we had to sit in the back of the plane and he went right under our seats like he had been doing it forever. On the way back we were able to sit more comfortably in the bulk head area.

He is 100 lbs of love sponge.

Up date on my dad.

Thank you every one for your thoughts and prayers, it means a lot to me.
It turns out one of the heart valves is 95% blocked. They are going to put a stint in tomorrow. They would do it today, but need to give his kidney a rest. He should go home on Sunday. They are guestimating that he had his heart attack with in the past four days.
I obviously come from a hearty, stubborn stock.

My dad.

It turns out my dad had a heart attack last night. They are still running some tests. They want to inject dye to see if there is any damage, but they have to be careful of the amount. My dad has only one kidney left and there is not much left to it after they removed a huge tumor five years ago. He may end up on dialysis after this.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Things that happen in 3's.

I've been enjoying my peaceful evening at home. I got to talk to my sister (the one that just got married) and it felt so good to connect with her again. I really miss her.
No more than 2 minutes after we hang up she calls back.
Our father is in the hospital with heart problems.
Fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!!!!
He's been having pain and he drove him self in to the urgent care. They did not like the EKG reading and said they wanted to have the EMT drive him to the hospital. My father would have none of that. My step mom was at work and my sister on her way home from college. Their neighbor helped out and got mom to the truck and drove dad to the hospital. So far all they can tell is blood is being restricted to the heart, we are still waiting for more test results.
It turns out my grandfather's sister died today too.
First my ecentric aunt, then a great aunt...........my father BETTER not be the third one to go.
Please send a healing prayer for my dad.

Silence is golden

Whoot!
Hub is gone to ball game with co workers.
Beloved child is being spoiled rotten by grandma.
I am alone and loving it!!!!!
I've got me some beer, spaz will be on line soon and life is good right now.
Maybe later I can do some spell work once the sun goes down. I prefer spell casting out in my yard.
I finally got back to the gym today. Took a lot of will power to do that; so much easier to be a couch potato.
This year's freshmen are a much nicer group. Better behaved then last year's group. I'm sad that I'm only working with freshmen, I was so hoping to at least have my sophmores from last year (that are now juniors).
And that bar flies is the extent of the excitement in my life.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Can you say Dumbass???

Today by 8:15 am I'm freaking out because Pudd'ns bus is not here. I can't get a hold of the bus company, so I finally load up my kid and take him to school.
It is minimum day on Wed.
School wasn't starting for another hour.
*heavy sigh*
His teacher said Pudd'n could stay and just play until the rest of the class got there. I'm going to have to mark on the calendar that every wed. is min. day.
Tomorrow Pudd'n goes to grandma land and Steve is going to ball game with his company. I get to spend the entire night alone and I'm loving that thought!
I can do what I want, when I want, not entertain any one and eat fruity pebbles for dinner.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

It is just too damn HOT!!!

Ok, stick a fork in me.
I'm done.
This heat wave can get the hell out and bring in my favorite time of year.
Fall.
Pudd'n did good his first day of middle school, rode the bus like a big boy.
I only have freshmen this year. A few of my former students did stop by to say "hi".
I am up to my eye balls in paper work.
Is it Friday yet???

Monday, September 03, 2007

My crazy aunt.

As you know, my aunt died the day I arrived in Michigan. My evil auntie was kind enough to have the funeral on Fri so I could attend my sister's wedding with no problems.
Crazy aunt left behind three daughters. The youngest is 18. They put together a nice picture board of crazy aunt through the years. There was even a few pictures of crazy aunt holding Pudd'n as a baby in them.
The pastor's wife came up to introduce herself to me & evil auntie and she asked if we had Cherokee blood in us. She said all of us girls had such lovely dark hair and a presence about us. ( I held a retort of "I give thanks for Clairol to restore my dark locks"). Evil auntie thanked her and told her we were from "dark Irish".
I looked at my cousins and they had grown in to lovely young women. I looked at a picture of crazy auntie at her oldest age and she too used to be a beauty.
The woman in the casket looked to be in her 60's. Not some one that just turned 50.
She was married for a very long time to an abusive husband. She also did a lot of drugs to escape the demons of her childhood. When I was a child, I was close to her. My mother raised her for a few years before the drugs and the boys got out of control.
My mother feared for my safety and booted crazy aunt out.
In my teens I'd hang out a lot at her place. I could get stoned, my boy friend lived around the corner from her and I baby sat her first child.
Then I moved out here and on my visits home I could see the changes in her. I'd hear about some stuff from my evil auntie. Stuff that made me sad. Made me miss the beauty that taught me my colors by using Kool a*d packages.
The woman in the casket was some one I no longer recognized.

Damn is it Monday already?

It is the last day of freedom before school starts tomorrow. I am looking forward to the young minds I will ~~terrorize~~ enrich.
I heard on the news there was an earthquake out here??
PPPPfffffffftttttttt!
We out ran a tornadeo last week.
Ok, it was several counties over, but it could of came none the less. We had left the pub where the rehersal dinner was. We headed to the food court at the mall because that is all Pudd'n would eat. As we get ready to leave we see that it is raining hard.
The sky is black and lighting is putting on a show. Steve brings the rental car up and I never seen my kid or my dog get in a vehicle so fast in my life. From the 4 feet from the door to the bar to the door of the car, we were soaked.
Steve said he'd just pull up to the front door of the food court and then go wait in the car with the dog. Pudd'n and I high tail it in to the mall and it looked like something from out of Stephen King novel.
No one was there.
Some of the food booths had lights off, but food out. Others still had their lights on. It looked like every one had up and left. I finally found a security guard and he told me we had to go down stairs because a tornadeo was coming.
Riiiiiiiiiiiight..
Hungry autistic kid that hates malls (except food court), stuck in a small space with a bunch of strangers.
We'll take our chances with the tornadeo.
I called Steve and he came up to get us. We ended up getting him to eat some Burger K*ng fries on the way to my evil auntie's.
I had called Spaz to tell her of our adventure and she was detained in a restaurant with some friends for the very same reason. She was a little closer to where several of those suckers did touch down. She said the sky turned an ugly shade of green.
I forgot how much fun tornadeo warnings and sitings could be.

Sunday, September 02, 2007

Happy Birthday Flower!

Go on over to the Secret Believer and wish my bitch Babs a Happy Birthday.
CA surely is quiet with out her laughter.

Saturday, September 01, 2007

I lust, I MUST have!

I found a new perfume to lust over and collect a boat load of samples of. Gwe.n Steff*ani has a new perfume out and it smells divine. It looks like I'll be taking lots of trips up to the mall to squirrel away samples.
The waves at the beach have been sucking big time. Pudd'n has only been wanting to stay one and half hours there. Very different from our martathons of four to five hours. I can't say I blame him, it is no fun when the waves are so bad you can't go in.
Tuesday finds school starting for both of us. I still don't know my hours that I'll be working. Pudd'n will be taking the bus to school this year, I'll still be picking him up.
Not looking forward to having to make lunches again. I'm excited to see what kind of freshmen I have to terrorize this year and I look forward to seeing my former students.