NOT happy!!

What is it with the *younger* generation? Ok - I know I'm sounding like Gpa now - but dang! Could you all just SHOW up to work? Is that REALLY too much to ask? And why is it that children half my age are ALWAYS sick??? IF that's really true? I mean, give us all a break - the sick thing is getting old. Even if you are sick - at this age you can usually fight it off without a lot of problem. I mean if you can handle a hangover and still party the next night - for God's sake show up to work. Have you no shame? Ok - I'm done ranting. :-) I feel SOOOOO old.

So here I sit. The thing that kind of ticks me off is that you would think I have no life - which in a way I don't ---- BUT there are 2 little people counting on me tonight to help with homework, make dinner, find Yao Ming's picture (we just read a book about him), watch "Naughty Kids" with. It's those 2 that get cheated. Ah, well, par for the course I guess. I hear on the radio that if you actually show up to work for 5 days straight at Burger King you get to be manager. Scary huh?

I think I may have found an answer to S's want of a beach this summer. Seems my nephew can get us over to the Marina and there is a beach there. YAY, Meme. Always good to have family in blue collar jobs! :-) So I'm going to ask my Oct buddies if they can pack up some seashells from the coasts and send them to me. I think Sharon would love this mission. :-) My little Republican candidate. ;-) So maybe it will be a family thing with us and Meme's. There's one checkmark off my list for the summer. S has a whole list of stuff she wants to do. Camping is on there too - but that's another thing we'll probably do back home too. At least at first - see how she really does and then we'll know if we can trek out or not.

Wow, it's been a doozie here lately. We've been trying to go out since Valentine's and between just not having the time and not having a babysitter it just hasn't happened. Of course the weather hasn't helped either. More snow yesterday. B is on jury duty so he's been excused from snow call out. I have to admit that's nice.

S is going though this phase where she calls me Mom and my last name. It's starting to grate on my nerves a little. J is starting to really get intolerant of S's "quirks" - esp the echoic. I can understand that. I'm going to start the book I got this weekend. Figure we'll do the whole family tree thing and what we're good at on Friday night and then while S is gone to Social Club I can do the Autism stuff with J. I'm hoping he responds well. I want him to know - but I don't. He pushes her so well without knowing it but then again I wouldn't mind him knowing why I don't help *him* as much. I've always tried to do for him what I do for her --- IF he asks - but it's a strain.

He's been out of sorts lately too. Maybe he is getting it that his family is so very different. I don't know - I'm just hoping to explain to him that all of his feelings are OK - even when he's feeling that life isn't fair. But that he also needs to see the beauty in S too. Lord, give me the strength and wisdom.

So on a lighter note. Market Day yesterday. Pretty much dropped the ball and we still pulled in over a hundred dollars. I forget how crazy tax season gets and that I have to really plan ahead even more than normal. Can I just say that I SO identify with Kate. ;-) Mr F met me at the door and was all gung ho to unload the truck. I explained that we couldn't do anything till the rep got there. But again he came in and told the driver he was ready to help him. The driver told him the same thing I had said. But as I'm lugging out the lunch tables and setting them up - he disappears! :-) We gave him the business about that. He's really a good guy.

Need to write to Rachel and ask about HB Island. I'm kind of hoping that our two families can do that this summer. Also need to ask her about their plans for the fair. I enjoy going to the fair with Todd because it's just like going to a Village function with B. I never have to worry about parking (the cow barn) or about where we're sitting or anything like that. The only thing is the kids get ansy if (when) we stop to talk to someone. (which is about every 2 feet) Rachel and I had a blast talking on the way there last year. But I think the best part was watching Todd "tap" in the wood from his trailer. That and sitting in the stands and SEEING the trailer. Need to do some planning so we can do all the things we want to.

Can't believe Feb is almost over. Still haven't done our taxes. Well, I've done the input - but still have to ask some things about Special Needs Trust and also J's SSN that seems to be already used again. :-/ NOT looking forward to straightening THAT out. I should prob make sure it's copied right from the actual card.

SO many things to do - not to mention all the appointments that need to be made. One nice thing - the dentist is coming to the school and even though it's not going to make up for our reg check up - at least they will have their teeth cleaned and that way I can wait till summer for check ups. J esp needs to have some xrays done and make sure all of those teeth are where they're supposed to be.

When will we EVER *get* it???????????

The following letter was written to "Big Brother" (the TV 'reality' show) on behalf of the Autism community. Peronally *I* find offense at the letter. Ummmm People, WORDS DON'T HURT!!!! And if that is the WORST thing that you've been called (and no one was really ever "called" this) well, then - consider yourself blessed.

Do I care for the word? NO. But it's a WORD. Not a sword. People who "get it" are going to understand - no matter what the word da jur' is. And people who are ignorant will prob remain that way. We want so much tollerence for our chilren - well, to get you MUST give. Having someone fired and the show taken off the air (not that we ALL wouldn't benifit from some "de-programing of a LOT of things on TV) will NOT make your child better. It will NOT find funding for research, it will NOT teach others about it.

Lord, will we EVER get over ourselves??????



Laurie writes:
I hope this is ok with everyone, I did this on the fly this morning because I'm on the run today. Someone had sent me this A-Champ online letter writing link and so I sent one in on behalf of ACC. I figured we would pretty much all agree that having someone on national television refer to a person with ASD as a 'retard' was unacceptable. Here's the form letter, I didn't take the time to customize it, this was what the A-Champ folks put together and it went to several CBS execs and producers of the show:Laurie Jerue3104 Treesdale CourtNaperville, IL 60564-4609February 19, 2008Sumner RedstoneRe: Demand an apology from CBSDear Mr. Redstone:We are writing to express our dismay and disgust at comments that were made by Adam Jasinski during the broadcast of "Big Brother" program. In episode 2, Jasinsiki describes his plans to open a hair styling business catering to people with autism who he refers to as "retards."Just as we are confident that CBS would not tolerate the use derogatory epithets regarding race, ethnicity, religion or sexual orientation we hope that the use of derogatory terms for people with disabilities in also unacceptable in your programming.We believe Jasinski's should be terminated immediately, and we believe that the show should be cancelled. Further, we expect an apology to people with autism, developmental disabilities and their families from Jasinski, Big Brother, CBS and National Amusements. While Jasinski's displayed gross ignorance, the producers of the show chose to use his comments to forward the show's storyline. This displays a conscious choice on their part to demean and hurt a large group of people to further their own commercial goals.While a large number of people with autism do have mental retardation, a very large portion do not and they are perfectly capable of understanding that they have been denigrated in an extremely demeaning way by a program broadcast for profit by CBS.Family members of people with autism, especially parents, are constantly challenged by the great deal of misinformation surrounding autism. Broadcasts such as Big Brother makes caring for a family member with autism all that more difficult.It is appropriate I believe to note that the Holocaust began with the extermination of developmentally disabled children in a secret program called Aktion T-4. The techniques, organization and personnel for Aktion T-4 went directly to run the extermination camps at Treblinka, Sobibor and others. All extermination campaigns begin with the de-humanization of the target group. And referring to developmental disabled people and people with autism as "retards" indeed fails to recognize the humanity of people with these disorders.Sincerely,Laurie Jerue, President, Autism Community Connection, a 600+ member parent support group in Naperville Illinois__._,_.___

She has the ESP n

Ok there has been some more spooky things going on with our gal S:

1. A couple of weeks ago as I was getting dressed I was feeling very uneasy about the outfit I had chose for the day. But you know how it goes in the morning - there's really no time to dress and re-dress so I put it on and decided "good enough". S was NOT around me when this happened. In fact she was in her own room playing People. When I went in to get her dressed she looked up and said "That looks good, Mom - you look pretty today." She NEVER talks like that. *Maybe* after *I* compliment her she may throw me a bone - but NEVER on her own.

2. Pasta Bingo night last Friday. I came in late (due to work) she met me and told me "I'm going to win Bingo and get Moon Sand". Sure enough - it wasn't 5 minutes later that she called Bingo and promptly walked up to the prize table and got her Moon Sand.

3. Saturday morning I had to work. B and I had worked it out that him and S would drop off J at TKD and then prob go to Mickey D's. I had *kind of* told S that she and Dad would be going to get something to eat. NOT known to me - B had been THINKING in the shower that he and S would maybe go to Wally World because he needed new pants. Again - not even telling me, they dropped of J and as they were heading down the road he aked her "S, would you like to go to McDonalds or Wal-Mart?"
Her reply was "Wal-Mart, Daddy because you need new pants." !!!!!!!! *I* do the man's laundry and *I* didn't think he needed new pants!!!!

She just makes my day sometimes!!!!

Have you hugged a Huskie today?

School shooting at NIU yesterday. Can I just say how much my heart hurts for all of these kids. It's SO sad to know that all of these kids have had to grow up (not to mention the little ones following) with this kind of "knowledge" that this "could" happen. It's just SO SO sad. There's just TOO much CRAZINESS in this world!!!!

My heart and thoughts go out to everyone effected directly and all of us effected indirectly. Hopefully VTech and NIU and ALL of us can join together and heal ourselves so this may never happen again!!!

Look Out World...

....... I've been thinking. On the "drive" into work today I started thinking about how MUCH paper we get from school. This in turn started my thoughts of how as we advace technically and go to a more computerized world we use MORE paper. Like, remember how we didn't use paper wastefully at school when I was little - and then go back to my Grandma when they used slate??? The slate thing got me to think about how difficult it would be to get first graders to copy problems down on paper let alone slate and then I started to think about how much LESS we are progressing in that area then - say - the "slate days". THIS then started my mind to go to Autism in the "slate days". I then looked at the facts that Autism is more a social problem. S and others do have learning problems too - along with physical (motor skills and such) but we mainly focus on social. In the slate days we weren't THAT social. Think about it - you walked to school - where you LEARNED - you had recess - but other than that - not a lot of socialness, your parents didn't see other parents till Sundays or maybe if they went to town to sell something - but there just wasn't the "networking" that we have today. So Autism was almost a way of life in some ways.

I think of Little House on the Prarie and remember that episode where there was that Buzbee character who was "slow" but he was taught life skills - farming, fixing - stuff like that. See, S would be FINE in "those" days. Maybe she'd be determined "slow" but she would "make" it.

Ok - now think about this. In "those" days I wouldn't be SO afraid of dying - because even though they lived VERY far apart from each other and didn't see or correspond with each other daily they did "see" to each other in times of trouble. They "helped each other out". Now, we are at each other's doorstep in an instant - what with phone, email, airplane, car and yet we're farther apart then we used to be. Think about that for a moment.......

So what sums this up? Oh, heck. I don't know. Just my crazy train going around in my mind with the conductor downing a 5th of gin. :-)

What is it with Teachers??

They do nothing but think of homework. :-) I got homework at my last PBIS meeting! I mean a whole 3 ring binder of stuff to read and then report your opinion. I thought I was too old for homework! S and J LOVE this idea and found it extremely funny that Mommy had to sit down and read last night along with them, instead of to them. :-)

Last night we had to count out and bag 100 things to add to a class snack mix. J chose Goldfish. I should have bought stock in those things in the early days of S. Who knew that 10 years later we'd still have them as a staple.

B was out at midnight last night. J came in my room sometime around 3 a.m. and I just let him stay. S joined us around 5. Saide and Rex have a vested interest in this too - more room for them - until the kids show up.

All kinds of new things at work today. New cordless mouse, air cond/fan (port). LOVE the mouse. Took me a couple of times to get used to how FAST it is. Thinking seriously of getting one (or 2) for home.

Had a long talk with the boy last night at swimming. Kind of got him talked into taking lessons again if he can start back another class. I should have seen that coming. He just isn't all that into the laps that have to be done - and like his mother - his "crawl" could really use some work. He didn't seem to have any problems with him maybe being the biggest kid in the class and *I* surely don't. I really wish I would have been held back a couple of times. I think freestyle would have come MUCH easier. I think - once again- we (as a society) can't handle holding someone back and so if they even have the faintest clue - they go to the next level. I really think it wouldn't be a bad idea if there was a manditory two years at every level. I think the confidence and skills would soar. But what do I know. ;-)

I've signed S up for a cooking project thing (it's tech name) that comes to the house every month. I thought it would kind of force my hand. Dang - why does having children MAKE you do the stuff you really HATE doing. I just cringed when she announced that she'd love to help me cook. Ugghhh - why, why?????? That's like saying - "Mom, I'd love to own a mouse". Ok - maybe not THAT bad - but it's a close second. The next thing you know, they'll decide they hate to read - and that will tear my heart out.

The Perfect Book by Steve Seskin & Allen Shamblin

Don't Laugh at Me

I'm a little boy with glasses,
the one they call a geek.

A little girl who never smiles
'cause I've got braces on my teeth.
And *I* know how it feels to cry myself to sleep.

I'm the kid on every playground
who's always chosen last.

I'm the one who's slower
than the other's in my class.
You don't hae to be my friend,
but is it too much to ask?

Don't Laugh At Me

I'm the beggar on the corner.
You've passed me on the street.
I wouldn't be out here beggin'
if I had enough to eat.
Don't think I don't notice
that our eyes never meet.

I was born a little different.
I do my dreaming from a chair.
I pretend it doesn't hurt me
when people point and stare.
There's a simple way to show me
just how much you care.

Don't laugh at me.
Don't call me names.
Don't get your pleasure from my pain.
In God's eyes we're all the same.

Some day we'll ALL
have perfect wings.

Don't Laugh At Me!

I'm fat
I'm thin,
I'm short
I'm tall
I'm deaf
I'm blind.

Hey, aren't we all???

Ok - I love em' and all... BUT....

If I'm home with them alone once more this week - well, *someone's* NOT going to be happy! Ughhh-- it's snowing again and B's out till midnight. I HATE that. I was home with *them* yesterday and then all night alone - AND swimming. I'm running on empty lately. I *finally* get caught up with household things - not to mention a "new and improved" chore list - and here we go again. Not to mention things at work.

Tax season help is NEVER from here - so bad roads mean - late help or no help at all. It's beginning to be that "crazy" time of year. Gotta love February.

J's report card was VERY good. In fact - a little spooky. They were all taken to the library and they had to read (not to his teacher ) for one minute. The correct words were then counted and they sent home a graph of where J landed in accordance with all the 1st graders ---- he's OFF the charts. The average was 20 something --- he's in the 70s!!!! I just never guessed he'd be THAT far up. Granted it was only the 2nd quarter so the other's will prob get closer by spring - but still..... He DID get one "below standards" and guess what in......... writing. Not surprising at all - because it's about *sloooooowwwwiiinnnnnggggg doooooowwwwwnnnnnn*. :-) But in other things he came up - like the important stuff - grades I feel can always be "learned". I focus on the number parts: "Pays attention in class, follows directions". Stuff like that. He was all proud that he got a 4 (the highest) in "Participates in class discussions". I tried to explain that *that* catagory really didn't count - since it was already hot wired into his DNA. :-) He's been a trip lately. All this "you hate me" crap and "my homework is too hard" "I don't like to write".... blah, blah, blah - just call him GW Bush Jr.

S on the other hand, is doing well. Thank God, they don't act up together. I think they hold meetings about whose turn it is. And lately Sade seems to be in on the meetings. I swear - I'm up and going all night and the minute I sit down (after getting them to bed and all) and have one minute to myself- she barks with this "tone" to be let out. Ugghhh. So as I was saying - S is doing well. BUT if we have anymore snow days that may change. She is NOT a fan of days off. The first time it happened I had not even prepared her for it with a "there may be no school tomorrow" so she was ticked. I had her call my Mom to kind of take the focus off that: "Grandma," she immeadately whined when the phone was picked up, "there's no school. I no go school!" In that "drama" voice of hers almost like she was "telling on me". It was comical.

Can't believe it's February already. Signed them up for swimming again - well, not J. He decided he didn't want to. I intend for "natural consequences" to make a mark on this one. He went last night and had to do his homework while they all swam. I think on Thurs he'll have to go and just watch. Hopefully between the heat and the boredom he'll see the error in his ways. :-) But you know him - if I pressure him - he'll NEVER go beyond his level. Dang he's exhausting.

I LOVE my truck!

We have received about 8 inches of snow this week - really in the last day. But never fear - my truck handles it SO well!!!! I just love that beast in the Winter. Almost makes up for the "not playing well with other vehicles". :-)

S is gone to Social Club today. I'm SO excited to see what she thinks. It's all special needs kids. They went into the city to see High School Musical on Ice. I will be very interested to hear what she thinks.

RIP VERMIN!

We have solved the rodent problem in the house. 2 little nasty, disgusting, rotten mouses dead - cat informed us of the one and B roasted the other. :-) B has closed up every little single hole in the house. So now we'll all die of Legionare's desease - but there will be no rodents. :-)

S checks the traps every day and comes in and tells me "no mouses, Mom". She is so funny. We had the big colaboration meeting last week. It was ok. Honestly it went really well until Mr W started with a "tone" and I had to politely let him know THAT wasn't going to fly. Once he shut up - we all got down to work and realized that we were on the same page - we just had a little miscommunication lately. So we're good again. Change is hard on Mom too. :-)

VERMIN!!!!!!

To my absolute HORROR - I discovered this morning that we have ...... VERMIN! ICK!!!! When I told S about it her advice was "call the police." Girl after my own heart. The only way to stop a mouse = a gun! :-) Rexie has been sitting in there (the kitchen) at night and staring at the stove or the fridge and now I know why!!!! Now my question to everyone has been "can a cat that has no front claws still catch a mouse?" My vet tech niece says yes. My Oct list says - no - or she would have already. The list advises that yes, it's possible but kitty must be really "into" it because it is more difficult. Well, we know how "energetic" kittty is. Haha. So I'm guessing we'll have to depend on poison. God, I HATE mice!!!! Told hubby that I was NOT cooking till the thing was GONE! (I'll do anything to get out of cooking) :-)

HE's HERE!!!!!!!

Staley Da Bear has entered Bolingbrook!!! To my kids he's a very close 2nd to Santa!!! When I dropped them off this morning - "Staley's Car is here" was being screamed from teh back seat. Staley travels in a van with his picture and Bears signia all over it.

J was dressed to the 9s with sweat suit and shirt. S had her shirt on and wanted to wear her stocking cap and scarf all day - I talked her down from that one. God, it's crazy.

I, on the other hand, am down. I'm not sure it's a sickness or what. I slept from 9-3 yesterday and had NO problem sleeping through the night also. I started to read "10 Things Children with Autism Want You To Know" at swimming lessons last night and got so upset about what the author was saying that I darned near threw it in the pool. I'm SO very different than so many of the special needs parents that I meat.

On this line - what is it about this world and NOT wanting to categorize but TEACHING it???? Think about it - what do we first start teaching kids - colors, sorting shapes - all of this is categorizing. Putting things in a pile and assigning that pile a name - then when they get that mastered we tell them they shouldn't categorize and God forbid assign a name to ANYTHING!!!! Autistic, "has" autism - what's the big difference??? Personally I really dislike "has" autism because the fact is Autism "has" her!!! But seriously - what the heck does it matter? It used to be lumped into "retarded" and that wasn't right so we came up with Autism and now that's not right. Just what is it that we want???? I can really see how people get very frustrated with Special Needs parents.

I think this might be part of my down mood lately. I'm tired of the WHOLE thing - all of those "parents". And I've kind of lost the fire in my belly that usually dismisses and gives them a pass.

Some Solutions....

Sometimes things seem to be on a collision course of busy. Wanting to do too much and really giving nothing the full attention it deserves and then God steps in. :-)
I've found a home course for my Yuen interest and that allows time for my sister AND lets me kind of "try it out" before making the huge 2 day commitment. I *love* it when stuff like this comes together and really kind of "points" you in the right direction. Now if that would happen with my problems with S and school.

Aunt J got kicked by a horse and S was quite upset that one of them would have done that. She wanted to know exactly who did it and how were they to be punished. She is so funny.

Hmmm- Never noticed before

"People see me,
I'm a challenge
to your balance.
I've over your heads
how I confound you and astound you
to know I must be one of the wonders
of God's own creation
and as far as you see you can offer me
no explanation.

I believe Fate smiled and Destiny laughed
as she came to my cradle
'know this child will be able'
laughed as she came to my mother
'know this child will not suffer'
laughed as my body she lifted
'know this child will be gifted
with love, with patience, and with faith
she'll make her way,
she'll maker her way'. "

-Natalie Merchant "Wonder"

Is this not my S or what??? I've loved this song from the day it was released but never really thought about the lyrics. Today it hit me like a ton of bricks.

It's Starting

Getting into tax season. Seeing little signs of "crazy". :-) Hired a part time person for evenings and it wasn't someone with my name. :-) Why is it no one has your name until it doesn't come in handy.

We're on tooth watch. The boy has another one coming loose. I swear he's going to be a toothless wonder forever. The one that was knocked out from Preschool - still hasn't broke through. I'm getting just a little worried. Dad made a Dr appt for him - the headaches are getting worse. And figure Dr can look at his leg. Since he pulled his groin at camp he's been favoring it just a little. THAT was a trip. Think he can trip over air now - you should see him on crutches (or cruNches) as he says.

I ran into Gabby last night and BOY did I get a lot of questions answered. I'm SO happy to hear others are having the same problems I am - well, you know - not happy that we have problems but happy that I'm NOT loosing my mind. You start to wonder after a while. That damn NCLB crap is making teachers and school have aides that should be with special needs kids help out in class to get the class up to where the Govmt thinks they should be. Can I just SCREAM now?? Well, we don't have that exact problem with S but we do have a problem where she's ASKED to do her work!!!! WHAT ? I'm glad to know I'm not the only parent who is up in arms about this. There's talk about a Special Needs PTO for the district and having one Spec Needs parent on every PTO (which we already have). But I still think it's a GREAT idea.

So I didn't really get to see the urchins swim last night. J's teacher called me over to talk about J going down one level - I kind of thought that's where he should be anyway. I forget what "color" they are from year to year. I want him to have the basics down solid. And S - well she did fine - cheap therapy really.

Talked to L this morning - seems her and E were the only people at visitaion last night! I still can't believe that - just when you had the market cornered on goofy people. :-) Also found out that my hubby does have a heart. :-) He said some really nice stuff about me to her on Monday. Who knew he had it in him. :-) Looking forward to Saturday and our "family night" with the S's. We always have such a good time - and this time we have so much to talk about. :-)

S and I are both looking ahead to Easter - would like to ride again. When we were home at T-giving Storm wasn't feeling too good. M said she's better lately - putting on some weight. Plus there will be kite flying and hay rack ride. :-)

Oh the Things they Say!

The kids got gift cards in the mail yesterday and of course were anxious to spend them. When we went out to Wally World we discovered they had closed. Some long faces - but they managed to suck it up. We went to the grocery store where we purchased some LONG over due booze and some munchies for the NY's evening. As we were coming out almost to the car, J says "I'm not good.........I have something in my pants." My heart in my mouth - I cautiously ask "what do you have in your pants" (thinking the WORST) His reply?......"Snow'. Both B and I breathed a sigh of relief. He doesn't even have a clue about how many mini strokes he causes.

The girl is hysterical in her own right. At the store B suggested to her that she put her item on the bottom "that be a good idea, Daddy". She just so calmly disarms you and makes you wonder just *who* has the *problem*. She told me today that she has two nicknames "Daddy's pretty girl" was one. Which really shocked me. She's not normally moved or even cared about the whole pretty thing. I think she may be coming "out" more and more.

Webkinz not just for Kids

Ok - I'm just slightly addicted. DR and LJ gave the kids both a webkin and I set it up for them. Well, J's got sick and I've been in and out trying to get the thing to the Dr. It wouldn't load or something - so today at work I *finally* got it in there and got him all better! :-) I wish we would have had this kind of stuff when I was a kid. It's a lot of fun. J loves to buy stuff. S just likes to see what's going on. She likes Nick jr and stuff better.

Christmas Sucks

"She hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season. Now please don't ask why - no one quite knows the reason. It could be perhaps that her tree wasn't up, or that she was the only one to make the sup. Maybe because she miss her sister or was it because her heel had big blister. But whatever the reason the weather or mess she sat there on Christmas Eve hating the fest."

I have just really sucked the fun right out of Christmas this year! I was SO NOT prepared, I was SO NOT thinking ahead. I really DO forget how HARD it is to go places with S. J&L's was SO hard for her. We had many talks while we were there and she just doesn't get it. It makes things SO much harder. I think I almost "forget" that she is who she is. Ok - yeah we have the daily battles but for the most part - she's learned my routine - I've learned hers but when you go some place different it just comes CRASHING down on you - GLARING you in the face - I AM AUTISM and I have a HOLD on your little girl and sure, you've managed to cope with me almost beat me in YOUR setting - but I WILL be heard when on a different turf.

I have to get out more. I have to separate a little. I really think I'm burnt out and then there's MY whole thing about the holidays - my own little form of autism.

Aunt J's not coming up - S took it better than I thought she would. I did manage to get them in an additional day of camp and I've decided to take a whole day for me. Tax season starts soon and things will be WAY crazy so that may just be what the Dr ordered. Speaking of - we see Dr J on Friday and talk about some meds. I don't know what to wish for.

Then *I* need to find a Dr for me. Need an eye appt, and the annual mammogram. Bleck. SO much fun, fun, fun. :-)

MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS