Would someone just shoot me please?

So at this place...lets call it work, there is a gal who got "promoted" to a new position and if I have to hear her say "I'm the director of education" or a reference to being the "Director of Education" one more time, I'm going to poke my eye out. It's wonderful, fabulous, great that she got a new position but quit talking about the friggin "title" and just do the job...for the love.

Two Things

One:

Ok...so met with the MWCL people and they have changed the program a bit from last time and it's just gonna happen this time with me so I've made a decsion to just make better choices and start working out. Slow, just walking on the treadmill, every other day. Something.

Two:

I have made an appointment with and LCC advisor to talk about some classes and my future.

That's all for now.

Here we go again

Well, I’ve decided that I am probably the #1 prime candidate for a heart attack, even at 33. I truly eat like crap! I eat too much fast food, processed foods and junk and have for years. I don’t exercise. I am a tad more active in the summer but not much. I am pretty much a couch potato.

Everyday I wish I looked smaller, healthier, better…but the only person who can help me do that is me. I’ve tried 75 million diets, eating plans, etc. and I always give up. No good reason, I just do. There was one program I tried last year, Medical Weight Loss that seemed to do the best for me but then I got sick with my Kidney issues again and stopped going.

A few weeks back at one of Dan’s gig’s a gal named Kathy approached me and we started talking about loosing weight and she was telling me that I could and she was motivating me. I’d never met her before but somehow felt like I knew her forever and in those two weeks since we spoke I have really taken a stock of my life and what she said….I’m going to really try to get back on track.

I met with the team at Medical Weight Loss this week and am going to start back on that program again once all my medical evaluations are done. They require lab work, EKG’s and other things. I also went online and found some basic beginner treadmill/running exercises. I bought a new pair of tennis shoes, hand weights and an MP3 player, so I’m geared up to go.

I’m semi-excited but also apprehensive because my track record with diets/exercise haven’t been that great.

So, here we go again……

It's not yours!

So it's 7:10 am. yesterday morning and I am just rounding up the kids to head out the door for school/work and my phone rings. It's my very good friend/manager/co-worker balling her eyes out. I can't understand really what she is saying but I finally understood "my truck is gone". She had her vehicle stolen right out of her driveway in the middle of the night along with her spare set of keys that included keys to her home. The did find her SUV ran out of gas in front of a gas station and it had been towed because it was blocking the driveway to the station. The theif of course bailed out but they left behind a nice box cutter dangerous type knife thing, black gloves and a comdom box. GROSS! They didn't find her extra set of keys so they spent the day changing all the locks to the house and dealing with the insurance people since the guy also took some personal items from her ride.....It was crazy.

I don't understand why some people feel they can just take your stuff. You work hard for it, you keep your job, have an education in order to obtain decent things and these gangster thugs just walk up take it it like you "owe" them and it pisses me off. I hope they are able to get good prints and find the perps. She had her work cell phone in there charging but hidden and they took that and they called the phone about 11:30 am that morning and a man with a very thugish/ghetto accent answered the phone and so they "confronted" him and the guy hung up. Work had the service turned off. The whole thing makes me so mad that people don't have morals, standards, regards for other property and are just loosers.

Ok, I'll get off my soap box now.

By the way Deej, if you read this I don't know how you were ever a cop..I'd shoot and ask questions later. You are a good man my friend.

Jump for Joy

After many, many tests, reviews, interviews, etc they finally have a conclusion as to why Jacob is having such a hard time in school. We have an answer….

Phonemic Awareness Disability

Ok, bottom line, he has a hard time separating sounds therefore he has a hard time reading and writing... along with his “working” memory. This is a form of Dyslexia.

His math scores are above normal, his analytical thinking and intellectual skills are above normal. So we knew we had an issue with the books…he’s a smart kid just can’t read and write.

We meet with the “team” on Wednesday and they will go over his I.E.P. schedule (Individual Education Program) he will remain in his own class but leave for “special help” daily on his reading and writing and this will follow him throughout school up to the 11th grade as long and he needs it. They re-test every 3rd year to see if he needs the program anymore and more exciting is he can go to 3rd grade when it’s time.

I am very excited and hope it works.

Vist from beyond

So, I think last night I had a visit from someone on the other side. If you beleive in such a thing. I know someone who passed back in August. I was not real close with her but knew her and hung out with mutual people. Anyway, last night in my "dream" she came to my porch while I was sitting on it and I was suprised to see her and gave her a hug and said "how are you?" and she said "I'm doing good now, Nickie"....and that was it. I woke up. Weird and I've been bothered by it all day...if it was really her telling me she was ok, why did she pick me and why 5 months after she died? Maybe it really was a dream.

Alter-Ego or Mid-Life?

This whole blog will not make sense to anyone I'm sure and maybe make me look like a psyco?

Sometimes I feel like I am two different people, well one to everyone and "what I am supposed to be" and then the one that secretly wants to come out and play...ok, so if you knew me, you'd know that I'm married, a mom, a cheerleading coach, a church going, hard working Catholic girl who wants to do right, who wants to see the good in everyone who wants to beleive I am on the right path (the Marsha Brady/Mandy Moore type) but my other side really wants to rebel right now...I want my tattoos to show, I want to get a nose ring, I want to be the "punk" who doesn't give a crap about what others think, say or feel (the Pink/Green Day type) who wants to work the non-traditional 9-5 slacker job....somehow I will continue to suppress that person and know I am who I am