November @ MindSay 
winter
From Rip VAL Winkle to Pink Friday the 13th November Skies
I didn't want to write too much about it earlier this week because I didn't want to make a fuss over it, but on Tuesday I had a health scare. There was a time when I was able to fast very well, go for long periods where I could just survive on a diet of ramen once daily or subsist on hotdogs and mac and cheese and wash it all down with a 2-liter of Cola. Those days are gone now. Now when I don't eat properly, or starve, my health really goes south. Dangerously so. No money means no food means I starve means I become lethargic means I nod off to sleep like a narcoleptic means I could possibly slip into a diabetic coma. Ouch! I can't starve when I've got Diabetes! Almost this entire week I unintentionally starved and my blood sugar, to make up for not eating, sky-rocketed. I had no energy to get out of the house. I sank into a funk. A bad funk. Not just a depression kind of funk. Nope. The kind where I was nodding off to sleep every fifteen minutes. Time would pass by like I was Rip Van Winkle. One minute it's 6am, the next it's 6pm. I lost track of time, didn't know what day it was, and when I finally alarmed myself enough to walk to the hospital, I was almost sleep walking on the way there. I discovered real quick not to mess with the Diabetes!
I was attended to immediately by a German doctor who always seemed to be working the ER whenever I have a problem. He's stern, to the point, and his bedside manner often shifts from frigid to warm unexpectedly. I never know how he's going to treat me, but I can usually depend on him to give things to me straight. When they wheel me in (I always feel awkward in a wheelchair) he says, "So there you are again! What haven't you done this time, Valentina?" I like how he always calls me by my full name. My name sounds better when spoken with a European accent. When he read my chart and checked my vitals he wasted no time in telling what needed to be done to get me strong again. I expected him to lecture me on not eating enough, but he didn't. This time he just patted me on the shoulder and left me in the care of two very cute, VERY HOT male nurses. Yum!
These men were my vampires for the evening. They were quick and painless and they only scared me a little when they informed me they were going to put an IV in me. I had become severely dehydrated Tuesday night. The only way to get some energy going in me again was to stick that IV in. It's never a pleasant experience for me. The last time I was sick the nurse who put the IV in was really harsh and left a slight scar on my hand. It always feels hurty when they wiggle that thing into my vein. To make things easier, Tuesday night's Hot Male Nurse #1: Jasper (I'll call him Jasper because he calmed me down and also spurted a bit of blood out of me that tickled) decided to show me how an IV works and it relieved my anxiety. Hot Male Nurse #2: Edward (we'll call him Edward because he extracted a lot of blood out of me, so much so that he began to look all sparkly vampire to me) I forewarned because I have a lot of problems with nurses who can't tap my veins properly took the forewarning as a challenge and promised me he wouldn't hurt me. AND he kept his promise. It took him only a few seconds to find a vein and proceed. I was amazed. I told them I would write about them in my blog and describe them as my Vampires of the Evening which sounds very sexy and something that gave them a giggle. Yeah. They can attend to me anytime!
So what, you may ask, kept me from eating? Well... a long kinda annoying reason. My payee representative was being too reclusive again and not providing me my money like he's supposed to each week. No money. No groceries. Val starved unnecessarily. It's time to get a new payee. Or time to convince Social Security to let me handle my own finances again. Disability helps but often means I'm on a money diet. I call it money diet, not budget. Sometimes it's a fast. I go through long periods where I don't get my money and then I have a lot of money and back to no money again, all depending upon the mood of my payee. I hate having to live on someone else's whim. It's not fair, I know. I should put up more of a fuss but the process to get a new payee is more difficult to deal with, if you can imagine. It costs money I don't have.
My payee rep is my brother and he was embarassed to come deliver money to me while I lay in hospital. He knew it was his fault and, because he doesn't know a lot about diabetes himself, didn't realize I wouldn't be able to survive on crumbs. My medication doesn't work without me sufficiently eating at regular intervals. I've learned that I have to set times during the day to eat and plan snacks in between. It requires me to even carry snacky things in my purse now to balance my blood sugar. It's this tight rope act balancing carbs and sugars that often gives me a headache. At times I don't pay attention to it, I just want to eat normally or not as often because when I do eat often I still get that old conditioning from the past -- that old stereotype of the fat girl sneaking off to eat every five minutes and being made to feel self conscious about every time she eats because she's fat, she's expected to be over-eating all the time. Ugh!
But I digress...
I was in the hospital for three hours without TV but my Vampires of the Evening kept me company and gave me inspiration to dream pleasantly while the IV went drip-drip. By the time I got out, I thought I could hop on a bus and go grocery shopping. Unfortunately my body was still not up to the task. I walked half way to the store and began to have this sinking feeling and dizzy head. I had to eat right away. Hopped into a Subway, got a footlong roast chicken to go, and called a cab. By the time I consumed calories, the sinking and dizzy head cleared and then I had the opposite of lethargic.
There was no sleeping for another 12 hours for me. This meant spending a sad, boring night feeling like the only survivor left alive in an apocolyptic Zombie outbreak. The silence was unbearable. When I get a phone call at 3am, it's my brother again. He had gone out drinking after delivering me some cash at hospital. He was just as sad and bored. So I told him to get his drunk sorry ass over to my place and we'll watch Year One.
Well, that's all it took to end that funk. A ridiculous comedy to keep the giggles going. But my troubles still aren't fully at bay. I get these little anxieties lately, just pushing my dreams around to where I feel like I've gotten no rest. I almost slipped into a second funk until my friend, Trent, called me in the morning and he ordered me some Domino's and when I sank my teeth into some bread bowl pasta, I really devoured the wonderful sense that my friends are the greatest!
As of Friday the 13th of November, I've got left overs in my fridge, I woke up at 6:30am without compliant, took a long walk in the woods, snapped some photos of these lovely pink dawn skies we've been having lately, and with the exception of a slightly "something's missing" or "I need to do something more" mixed with "I wish I had someone to see today" feeling, I'm feeling good.
Here are the skies I saw this morning:
You're not imagining that image there. That is not a sunset. It's a firery pink sunrise!
Just a few seconds later, the sky got golden. The sun really looks on fire here!
The clouds shift, separate, collide, breathe away from each other, and smooth themselves out into human-face-like shapes. My elders would say that it is the sky itself speaking.
I'm glad I didn't miss this this morning. The clouds were really moving.
I took this one right in the parking lot of my apartment complex. It was like a reverse sunset/sunrise. The clouds were so pink and changed so quickly to gold and then to a white haze within seconds.
That's all I have to share for now. I think I need some lunch and maybe a nap. I have more images to post, but I have to remember to let my body catch up with my mind, if you know what I mean!
I didn't want to write too much about it earlier this week because I didn't want to make a fuss over it, but on Tuesday I had a health scare. There was a time when I was able to fast very well, go for long periods where I could just survive on a diet of ramen once daily or subsist on hotdogs and mac and cheese and wash it all down with a 2-liter of Cola. Those days are gone now. Now when I don't eat properly, or starve, my health really goes south. Dangerously so. No money means no food means I starve means I become lethargic means I nod off to sleep like a narcoleptic means I could possibly slip into a diabetic coma. Ouch! I can't starve when I've got Diabetes! Almost this entire week I unintentionally starved and my blood sugar, to make up for not eating, sky-rocketed. I had no energy to get out of the house. I sank into a funk. A bad funk. Not just a depression kind of funk. Nope. The kind where I was nodding off to sleep every fifteen minutes. Time would pass by like I was Rip Van Winkle. One minute it's 6am, the next it's 6pm. I lost track of time, didn't know what day it was, and when I finally alarmed myself enough to walk to the hospital, I was almost sleep walking on the way there. I discovered real quick not to mess with the Diabetes! I was attended to immediately by a German doctor who always seemed to be working the ER whenever I have a problem. He's stern, to the point, and his bedside manner often shifts from frigid to warm unexpectedly. I never know how he's going to treat me, but I can usually depend on him to give things to me straight. When they wheel me in (I always feel awkward in a wheelchair) he says, "So there you are again! What haven't you done this time, Valentina?" I like how he always calls me by my full name. My name sounds better when spoken with a European accent. When he read my chart and checked my vitals he wasted no time in telling what needed to be done to get me strong again. I expected him to lecture me on not eating enough, but he didn't. This time he just patted me on the shoulder and left me in the care of two very cute, VERY HOT male nurses. Yum!
These men were my vampires for the evening. They were quick and painless and they only scared me a little when they informed me they were going to put an IV in me. I had become severely dehydrated Tuesday night. The only way to get some energy going in me again was to stick that IV in. It's never a pleasant experience for me. The last time I was sick the nurse who put the IV in was really harsh and left a slight scar on my hand. It always feels hurty when they wiggle that thing into my vein. To make things easier, Tuesday night's Hot Male Nurse #1: Jasper (I'll call him Jasper because he calmed me down and also spurted a bit of blood out of me that tickled) decided to show me how an IV works and it relieved my anxiety. Hot Male Nurse #2: Edward (we'll call him Edward because he extracted a lot of blood out of me, so much so that he began to look all sparkly vampire to me) I forewarned because I have a lot of problems with nurses who can't tap my veins properly took the forewarning as a challenge and promised me he wouldn't hurt me. AND he kept his promise. It took him only a few seconds to find a vein and proceed. I was amazed. I told them I would write about them in my blog and describe them as my Vampires of the Evening which sounds very sexy and something that gave them a giggle. Yeah. They can attend to me anytime!
So what, you may ask, kept me from eating? Well... a long kinda annoying reason. My payee representative was being too reclusive again and not providing me my money like he's supposed to each week. No money. No groceries. Val starved unnecessarily. It's time to get a new payee. Or time to convince Social Security to let me handle my own finances again. Disability helps but often means I'm on a money diet. I call it money diet, not budget. Sometimes it's a fast. I go through long periods where I don't get my money and then I have a lot of money and back to no money again, all depending upon the mood of my payee. I hate having to live on someone else's whim. It's not fair, I know. I should put up more of a fuss but the process to get a new payee is more difficult to deal with, if you can imagine. It costs money I don't have.
My payee rep is my brother and he was embarassed to come deliver money to me while I lay in hospital. He knew it was his fault and, because he doesn't know a lot about diabetes himself, didn't realize I wouldn't be able to survive on crumbs. My medication doesn't work without me sufficiently eating at regular intervals. I've learned that I have to set times during the day to eat and plan snacks in between. It requires me to even carry snacky things in my purse now to balance my blood sugar. It's this tight rope act balancing carbs and sugars that often gives me a headache. At times I don't pay attention to it, I just want to eat normally or not as often because when I do eat often I still get that old conditioning from the past -- that old stereotype of the fat girl sneaking off to eat every five minutes and being made to feel self conscious about every time she eats because she's fat, she's expected to be over-eating all the time. Ugh!
But I digress...
I was in the hospital for three hours without TV but my Vampires of the Evening kept me company and gave me inspiration to dream pleasantly while the IV went drip-drip. By the time I got out, I thought I could hop on a bus and go grocery shopping. Unfortunately my body was still not up to the task. I walked half way to the store and began to have this sinking feeling and dizzy head. I had to eat right away. Hopped into a Subway, got a footlong roast chicken to go, and called a cab. By the time I consumed calories, the sinking and dizzy head cleared and then I had the opposite of lethargic.
There was no sleeping for another 12 hours for me. This meant spending a sad, boring night feeling like the only survivor left alive in an apocolyptic Zombie outbreak. The silence was unbearable. When I get a phone call at 3am, it's my brother again. He had gone out drinking after delivering me some cash at hospital. He was just as sad and bored. So I told him to get his drunk sorry ass over to my place and we'll watch Year One.
Well, that's all it took to end that funk. A ridiculous comedy to keep the giggles going. But my troubles still aren't fully at bay. I get these little anxieties lately, just pushing my dreams around to where I feel like I've gotten no rest. I almost slipped into a second funk until my friend, Trent, called me in the morning and he ordered me some Domino's and when I sank my teeth into some bread bowl pasta, I really devoured the wonderful sense that my friends are the greatest!
As of Friday the 13th of November, I've got left overs in my fridge, I woke up at 6:30am without compliant, took a long walk in the woods, snapped some photos of these lovely pink dawn skies we've been having lately, and with the exception of a slightly "something's missing" or "I need to do something more" mixed with "I wish I had someone to see today" feeling, I'm feeling good.
Here are the skies I saw this morning:
You're not imagining that image there. That is not a sunset. It's a firery pink sunrise!
Just a few seconds later, the sky got golden. The sun really looks on fire here!
The clouds shift, separate, collide, breathe away from each other, and smooth themselves out into human-face-like shapes. My elders would say that it is the sky itself speaking.
I'm glad I didn't miss this this morning. The clouds were really moving.
I took this one right in the parking lot of my apartment complex. It was like a reverse sunset/sunrise. The clouds were so pink and changed so quickly to gold and then to a white haze within seconds.
That's all I have to share for now. I think I need some lunch and maybe a nap. I have more images to post, but I have to remember to let my body catch up with my mind, if you know what I mean!
Waooo.
Kitsune no Tora
Eating: Skeleton gingerbread man with green icing - pretty epic. :P
Drinking: Coca Cola
Playing: Nothing atm, but I really should play Avalon Code, Rune Factory, and finish up Rune Factory 2... oh, and Kingdom Hearts, the game I've had for about 2 years now (borrowing from a friend) and am only just after HalloweenTown. iFail. XD
Excited about: YOUMACON IN 22 DAYS!!!!! And NaNoWriMo is kicking up~
Should be writing: Duplicity rewrite
Should be outlining: NaNoWriMo plot
Happy about: Being free from school until Monday~
Kitsune no Tora is feeling: SUPER ESTATICALLY EXCITED, sleepy (constantly)
Uhh... hi?
Didn't I say a long time ago that I wasn't going to leave this for such a long time again?
...I guess I lied. XD Oops.
ANYWAYS...
Since the last time I posted, school has started. I have class Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. Mondays I have Calculus I 11-1, Tuesdays I have Short-Stories and Novels 1-4, then Career Planning 6-9, and Wednesdays I have Calculus I again 11-1, and then a (annoyingly easy) Word Processing class 6-9. Not toooooo busy of a schedule, but Calculus is kicking my ass. D8 I suck at trigonometry, so I fail terribly at all the problems involving that stuff. ^^; We just got done with limits, I think I did pretty decent on the exam this morning, but I'm not positive. It was hard. D8
Today I hit an animal driving through campus on my way to get some lunch. I was driving down the road and this squirrel just jumped right in front of my car. I braked a little, and I didn't feel anything or see anything in the road in my rearview mirror, so I'm hoping that I didn't actually hit him. But it made me sad anyway. :(
I want something (preferably living) to cuddle. But I'm not going to ask any of my family (eesh no), and my kitty Squirt is the most uncuddly cat ever. He doesn't like to be held for very long and he will NEVER sit on your lap. The most you can get is him sitting next to you. I had to trick him this morning to sit on my lap - I was in the living room on the couch and had a blanket over my legs because I was cold. I stuck my hand under and moved it around, and he jumped into my lap trying to get my hand under the blanket. He stayed there. :) But it was only because he didn't realize he was on my lap...Too bad I had to trick him, though. :/ I really hope he grows out of it.
YOUMACON IS IN 22 DAYS!! I'm so super duuper excited. 8DDD Too bad my cosplay fell through. :( I took a last ditch attempt to get the right fabric so that my aunt could make it for me (she's a talented seamstress, and I know if she made it it wouldn't fall apart or anything and be of good quality), and now it's too late to order one. :( They say it takes 25-30 days just to ship it out to me, and probably somewhere around a week after that before it gets on my doorstep, since it would be coming from Hong Kong. :/ *sadface* Andrea said that I should still find something simple enough and cosplay, but I have absolutely no idea who to do. She said she'd look some up for me, though, so we'll see how that goes.
...Maybe I can find some overalls/coveralls, a blonde wig, a peach bandana and make a cardboard wrench and go as Winry Rockbell, haha. XD That could work... I dunno. I'll have to think about it. I want to do something that is easy, but not stupidly simple, like L from Death Note or something. Those are just lazy. :P
I'll definitely do Riza next year, though. And maybe someone from Hetalia, I dunno. 8D I'm partial to Italy~ He's so cute. <3 Plus it would be an excuse for me to act like a dork (moreso that I would normally at an anime convention. :P).
I WONDER IF WE'LL FIND JESUS AGAIN. XDDD And I hope they have Death Note Mafia again, that was a lot of fun, despite the douchebag who decided to act like a pompous smart-ass and ruin everyone's fun halfway through the night last year. I just hope it doesn't coincide with Mario Party After Dark again, I really wanted to go to that, but couldn't tear myself away from the game. XD We played it from like, 11 to 4 in the morning last time, it was a blast.
We should also totally do Otaku Family Feud again, we killed everyone at it last year. Pocky Brigade FTW! We'll need to find Jessica again, though, I didn't get any contact information from her. Maybe Andi did...
Aaaaaand NaNoWriMo is gearing up again! I'm both super excited but ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED at the same time. ^^; I've been having a lot of problems writing recently. I can see and imagine the scene in my head, and it's great. The words flow through my head perfectly. But when I go to put it on paper/document, it just... dies. No words come. It's insanely annoying. Hopefully I can break that before November. I'm already going to get a bad start because of Youmacon (the last day is November 1st, and after that I'm going to be completely wiped and have no will to write anything), so I really really hope that gets broken soon.
I decided to go ahead and do the sequel to Duplicity as my NaNo novel. Except it's slowly becoming too AU to be the true sequel. XDD; PLUS, Duplicity isn't actually DONE, I even went so far as to restart it because it sucked. ^^; So I'm technically writing the sequel to a story that hasn't been written yet. SO SMART Y/Y? Especially since I'm an extremely linear writer, I just can't jump around in my story. It just ends up weird and doesn't feel right. That's PROBABLY why Precious Wingbeats (working title of the sequel) is becoming so intensely AU. ^^;;;; Oh well. I've been using an outlining technique called the Snowflake Method, and so far it has been doing me some good. I've actually got things down; I guess restricting myself to your normal outline format was what was blocking me from creating previous outlines. I'm on stage 3 with Precious Wingbeats, and plan on trying it all the way through. I'm just too lazy right now to plot out all the characters, since I know them all pretty well at this point...
CAN'T WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THIS MONTH OMG. <333
I've been so intensely sleepy a lot recently. It's weird. I get enough sleep: anywhere between 7 1/2 and 10 hours. That's what I've been getting for most of my life now. But it just feels like I need a nap all the time, except during some points of the day. I have the hardest time EVER getting up. I feel like I need naps during the day (which I have never done in my life except on occasion). I don't know why... my lifestyle hasn't changed at all. Maybe it's a mental thing? But what would make me want to sleep all the time? Idk. :/ Oh well.
...I must be sitting weird, because my wrists are starting to hurt from the typing. D8 I guess I'm done for tonight.
Goodnight, digital abyss.
Eating: Skeleton gingerbread man with green icing - pretty epic. :P
Drinking: Coca Cola
Playing: Nothing atm, but I really should play Avalon Code, Rune Factory, and finish up Rune Factory 2... oh, and Kingdom Hearts, the game I've had for about 2 years now (borrowing from a friend) and am only just after HalloweenTown. iFail. XD
Excited about: YOUMACON IN 22 DAYS!!!!! And NaNoWriMo is kicking up~
Should be writing: Duplicity rewrite
Should be outlining: NaNoWriMo plot
Happy about: Being free from school until Monday~
Kitsune no Tora is feeling: SUPER ESTATICALLY EXCITED, sleepy (constantly)
Uhh... hi?
Didn't I say a long time ago that I wasn't going to leave this for such a long time again?
...I guess I lied. XD Oops.
ANYWAYS...
Since the last time I posted, school has started. I have class Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. Mondays I have Calculus I 11-1, Tuesdays I have Short-Stories and Novels 1-4, then Career Planning 6-9, and Wednesdays I have Calculus I again 11-1, and then a (annoyingly easy) Word Processing class 6-9. Not toooooo busy of a schedule, but Calculus is kicking my ass. D8 I suck at trigonometry, so I fail terribly at all the problems involving that stuff. ^^; We just got done with limits, I think I did pretty decent on the exam this morning, but I'm not positive. It was hard. D8
Today I hit an animal driving through campus on my way to get some lunch. I was driving down the road and this squirrel just jumped right in front of my car. I braked a little, and I didn't feel anything or see anything in the road in my rearview mirror, so I'm hoping that I didn't actually hit him. But it made me sad anyway. :(
I want something (preferably living) to cuddle. But I'm not going to ask any of my family (eesh no), and my kitty Squirt is the most uncuddly cat ever. He doesn't like to be held for very long and he will NEVER sit on your lap. The most you can get is him sitting next to you. I had to trick him this morning to sit on my lap - I was in the living room on the couch and had a blanket over my legs because I was cold. I stuck my hand under and moved it around, and he jumped into my lap trying to get my hand under the blanket. He stayed there. :) But it was only because he didn't realize he was on my lap...Too bad I had to trick him, though. :/ I really hope he grows out of it.
YOUMACON IS IN 22 DAYS!! I'm so super duuper excited. 8DDD Too bad my cosplay fell through. :( I took a last ditch attempt to get the right fabric so that my aunt could make it for me (she's a talented seamstress, and I know if she made it it wouldn't fall apart or anything and be of good quality), and now it's too late to order one. :( They say it takes 25-30 days just to ship it out to me, and probably somewhere around a week after that before it gets on my doorstep, since it would be coming from Hong Kong. :/ *sadface* Andrea said that I should still find something simple enough and cosplay, but I have absolutely no idea who to do. She said she'd look some up for me, though, so we'll see how that goes.
...Maybe I can find some overalls/coveralls, a blonde wig, a peach bandana and make a cardboard wrench and go as Winry Rockbell, haha. XD That could work... I dunno. I'll have to think about it. I want to do something that is easy, but not stupidly simple, like L from Death Note or something. Those are just lazy. :P
I'll definitely do Riza next year, though. And maybe someone from Hetalia, I dunno. 8D I'm partial to Italy~ He's so cute. <3 Plus it would be an excuse for me to act like a dork (moreso that I would normally at an anime convention. :P).
I WONDER IF WE'LL FIND JESUS AGAIN. XDDD And I hope they have Death Note Mafia again, that was a lot of fun, despite the douchebag who decided to act like a pompous smart-ass and ruin everyone's fun halfway through the night last year. I just hope it doesn't coincide with Mario Party After Dark again, I really wanted to go to that, but couldn't tear myself away from the game. XD We played it from like, 11 to 4 in the morning last time, it was a blast.
We should also totally do Otaku Family Feud again, we killed everyone at it last year. Pocky Brigade FTW! We'll need to find Jessica again, though, I didn't get any contact information from her. Maybe Andi did...
Aaaaaand NaNoWriMo is gearing up again! I'm both super excited but ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED at the same time. ^^; I've been having a lot of problems writing recently. I can see and imagine the scene in my head, and it's great. The words flow through my head perfectly. But when I go to put it on paper/document, it just... dies. No words come. It's insanely annoying. Hopefully I can break that before November. I'm already going to get a bad start because of Youmacon (the last day is November 1st, and after that I'm going to be completely wiped and have no will to write anything), so I really really hope that gets broken soon.
I decided to go ahead and do the sequel to Duplicity as my NaNo novel. Except it's slowly becoming too AU to be the true sequel. XDD; PLUS, Duplicity isn't actually DONE, I even went so far as to restart it because it sucked. ^^; So I'm technically writing the sequel to a story that hasn't been written yet. SO SMART Y/Y? Especially since I'm an extremely linear writer, I just can't jump around in my story. It just ends up weird and doesn't feel right. That's PROBABLY why Precious Wingbeats (working title of the sequel) is becoming so intensely AU. ^^;;;; Oh well. I've been using an outlining technique called the Snowflake Method, and so far it has been doing me some good. I've actually got things down; I guess restricting myself to your normal outline format was what was blocking me from creating previous outlines. I'm on stage 3 with Precious Wingbeats, and plan on trying it all the way through. I'm just too lazy right now to plot out all the characters, since I know them all pretty well at this point...
CAN'T WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THIS MONTH OMG. <333
I've been so intensely sleepy a lot recently. It's weird. I get enough sleep: anywhere between 7 1/2 and 10 hours. That's what I've been getting for most of my life now. But it just feels like I need a nap all the time, except during some points of the day. I have the hardest time EVER getting up. I feel like I need naps during the day (which I have never done in my life except on occasion). I don't know why... my lifestyle hasn't changed at all. Maybe it's a mental thing? But what would make me want to sleep all the time? Idk. :/ Oh well.
...I must be sitting weird, because my wrists are starting to hurt from the typing. D8 I guess I'm done for tonight.
Goodnight, digital abyss.
Wed, Nov 12, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I spent most of today alone in the private room with Z. Today was probably the toughest day in there. He was at his most obdurate, and he was also still a little off like he was on Monday. He earned a cash-in, and we had to cut it short/take a break from it to get his picture taken. Then I had to go to the room to get my money to buy pictures. We walked in and the room was not a great place to be. So of course, Z went out of his way to make it worse, and got mad that we had to leave. He struck me in the arm a few times (why do I write about this like it’s commonplace and okay?), so again, he proved he can’t be around the group.
At recess, he was supposed to be restricted to the blacktop, but he didn’t follow that direction. This is why he lost second recess. He wasn’t too happy about that, as you can imagine, but he needs to learn how to deal with the choices he makes; he also hit me again when we were coming into the school and he wasn’t allowed into our classroom. D was having a major freak out at this moment because of Pat talking to him…it’s interesting how when the Special Ed director is around, my kids get WORSE – she doesn’t really help the situation. Hmm. And I like Pat a lot but hmm. Either way, Pat took E and A to the library and Z had his tantrum about recess, and things settled down for a nice afternoon. D got picked up around 1:45 by Nichole to go to the doctor, and we were able to keep ourselves together and join the rest of our class in Mr. Levine’s cooperation group. Yay! We earned many dominoes in our jar and it was generally successful. E voted against letting the 6th graders come in, but maybe next time.
I spent most of today alone in the private room with Z. Today was probably the toughest day in there. He was at his most obdurate, and he was also still a little off like he was on Monday. He earned a cash-in, and we had to cut it short/take a break from it to get his picture taken. Then I had to go to the room to get my money to buy pictures. We walked in and the room was not a great place to be. So of course, Z went out of his way to make it worse, and got mad that we had to leave. He struck me in the arm a few times (why do I write about this like it’s commonplace and okay?), so again, he proved he can’t be around the group.
At recess, he was supposed to be restricted to the blacktop, but he didn’t follow that direction. This is why he lost second recess. He wasn’t too happy about that, as you can imagine, but he needs to learn how to deal with the choices he makes; he also hit me again when we were coming into the school and he wasn’t allowed into our classroom. D was having a major freak out at this moment because of Pat talking to him…it’s interesting how when the Special Ed director is around, my kids get WORSE – she doesn’t really help the situation. Hmm. And I like Pat a lot but hmm. Either way, Pat took E and A to the library and Z had his tantrum about recess, and things settled down for a nice afternoon. D got picked up around 1:45 by Nichole to go to the doctor, and we were able to keep ourselves together and join the rest of our class in Mr. Levine’s cooperation group. Yay! We earned many dominoes in our jar and it was generally successful. E voted against letting the 6th graders come in, but maybe next time.
Found in my EMAIL - November 5th Etiquette
November 5th Etiquette
Good Morning My People -
After watching the final debate the other night, it dawned on me that Obama could actually win this thing. If that happens, there will be a lot of people (some of our co-workers included) who will be afraid that an Obama presidency will usher in the end of days. They'll be watching us on November 5th (the day after the election) for signs of the end times.
To keep the peace and keep a lot of folks from getting nervous, I think we should develop a list of acceptable celebration behaviors we should probably avoid - at least for the first few days:
1. No crying, hugging or shouting "Thank you Lord" - at least not in public
2. No high-fives - at least not unless the area is clear and there are no witnesses
3. No laughing at the McCain/Palin supporters
4. No calling in sick on November 5th. They'll get nervous if too many of us don't show up.
5. We're allowed to give each other knowing winks or nods in passing. Just try to keep from grinning too hard.
6. No singing loudly, "We've come this Far By Faith" (it will be acceptable to hum softly)
7. No bringing of barbeque ribs or fried chicken for lunch in the company lunchroom for at least a week (this may make us seem to ethnic)
8. No leaving kool-aid packages at the water fountain (this might be a sign that poor folks might be getting a break through)
9. No Cupid Shuffle during breaks (this could indicate a little too much excitement)
10. Please no "Moving on Up" music (we are going to try to remain humble)
11. No doing the George Jefferson dance (unless you're in your office with the door closed)
12. Please try not to yell----BOOOO YAH!
13. Just in case you're wondering, Doing the Running Man, cabbage patch, or a backhand spring on the highway is 100% okay.
If I've missed anything feel free to add to the list. I just want to make sure we're all on the same page when Obama brings this thing home on November 5th.
Now go get your early vote on and let's make this thing happen!!!
Good Morning My People -
After watching the final debate the other night, it dawned on me that Obama could actually win this thing. If that happens, there will be a lot of people (some of our co-workers included) who will be afraid that an Obama presidency will usher in the end of days. They'll be watching us on November 5th (the day after the election) for signs of the end times.
To keep the peace and keep a lot of folks from getting nervous, I think we should develop a list of acceptable celebration behaviors we should probably avoid - at least for the first few days:
1. No crying, hugging or shouting "Thank you Lord" - at least not in public
2. No high-fives - at least not unless the area is clear and there are no witnesses
3. No laughing at the McCain/Palin supporters
4. No calling in sick on November 5th. They'll get nervous if too many of us don't show up.
5. We're allowed to give each other knowing winks or nods in passing. Just try to keep from grinning too hard.
6. No singing loudly, "We've come this Far By Faith" (it will be acceptable to hum softly)
7. No bringing of barbeque ribs or fried chicken for lunch in the company lunchroom for at least a week (this may make us seem to ethnic)
8. No leaving kool-aid packages at the water fountain (this might be a sign that poor folks might be getting a break through)
9. No Cupid Shuffle during breaks (this could indicate a little too much excitement)
10. Please no "Moving on Up" music (we are going to try to remain humble)
11. No doing the George Jefferson dance (unless you're in your office with the door closed)
12. Please try not to yell----BOOOO YAH!
13. Just in case you're wondering, Doing the Running Man, cabbage patch, or a backhand spring on the highway is 100% okay.
If I've missed anything feel free to add to the list. I just want to make sure we're all on the same page when Obama brings this thing home on November 5th.
Now go get your early vote on and let's make this thing happen!!!
One month of literary abandon!
To steal a phrase from the Nano website, the first night of writing dangerously is almost upon is. Yes, November is coming around again...and so is a new novel. All other projects are on hold (aside from schoolwork, I suppose. Damn you Lady Audley's Secret! Damn you!)for this one month.
50k or bust! I know I said this last year...but I'm going to make it this time!!
And I would've finished last year if my hard drive hadn't died...30,000+ words gone. At least I had the first 18k backed up.
That's 94 words right there. How hard can this be, right?
50k or bust! I know I said this last year...but I'm going to make it this time!!
And I would've finished last year if my hard drive hadn't died...30,000+ words gone. At least I had the first 18k backed up.
That's 94 words right there. How hard can this be, right?
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