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

Who would have guessed?...

Who would have guessed that two friends and nothing more would cross paths a couple years after graduation and live happily ever after?

Backstory: Dan & I were friends all through school. After graduation he went to the miltary and I went my own way, occasionally writing back and forth every few months or a Hey there by telephone..nothing more. Then one day Dan came home on leave and I was so nervous and excited to see him..that's weird I thought since he's only my friend. We spent that first week he was home pretty much inseparable...after being home about 10 days he asked me to marry him...I said yes and one year later on December 30, 1994 we were married. Several people gave timelines, it won't last 6 month, I give it a year, no more than 2, I heard others say.......13 years ago Sunday we said "I do"...we've had our ups/downs and rough patches but I could not ever imagine him not in my life...he's the absolute best, at everything...husband, father, friend, provider, fixer of damn laundry dryers that break, snow shoveler and dishwasher that I know. I thank god for him every night when I go to bed and every morning when I wake. I think it works for us because we were friends, pure platonic everyday "how ya doing" friends before anthing else.

Happy Anniversary Danielson.....

Money

December 3rd already? Only one more paycheck until Christmas? Only two more until 2008? Where does the time go? Where does the money go?

I am going to try to make a new years resolution of saving some money and not blowing all of it all the time. Out of my paycheck a certain amount goes towards bills and the rest is mine…now at the end of my two weeks I am flat broke and may only have $5.00 to my name. I waste it on stupid stuff and before you know it, it’s all gone and you wonder what you did with it because you have nothing to show for it. Eating out lunch to much, running to Beaners to get a coffee fix, wasting it on this and that. Don’t get me wrong we have money but this is MY money and I don’t dip into the other “bill” money because Dan would kill me, I just want to save some for something…not sure what.

Now that I read this whole blog it’s just rambling…hence the title of my site.

Calgon take me away

Oh my, if you read my friend Becky's blog she's sure a glutton for punishment...staying up all those long hours having fun, shopping, playing, etc. I on the other hand this past Thanksgiving weekend was down for the count. On Wednesday I felt this twinge in my throat and a slight headache buy 11:30 pm on Wednesday, I was done for. I felt like I had been hit by a bus!! On Thursday, I mustered up all the strenghth in my body to make my passing dish for Dan's family's Thanksgiving and went to bed and told him to take the kids and go without me. So, I missed Thanksgiving. I slept ALL day...blew my nose, coughed, coughed and coughed some more. On Friday I ALWAYS go shopping with my dad so I got up got ready against my better judgement went shopping was only gone 2 hours and I was DONE. Came back home and took a 6 hour nap...hey, and guess what I did on Saturday and Sunday? Yep, you guessed it...slept some more. I felt like I was going to die. Today I did manage to go to work, went on a huge coughing attack, my head is clearer, and I feel a "wee" bit better but it's all of 8:15 and I'm checking out for the night...I'm sleepy. I know this whole blog is rambles but that's what nightquil does to you but I refuse to cough all night.

Who's team is the best...LHS, LHS!

So, when you are a kid you can't wait to leave this god forsaken town...only to find out that it's where you belong. I can't imagine living anywhere else, raising my kids anywhere else or having them go to any school but here and after yesterday it just confirms it even more. Our Varsity football team played an undefeated team yesterday in a playoff game and I swear the whole entire town was there supporting our boys. I don't have kids in High School yet and don't even really know any of the players but when you bleed orange and black you go to every home game and some away and you support them, you support the program, you rally, you get excited and you sometimes get dissapointed but my heart will always have a permanant blackhawk imprinted on it. We did win against this undefeated team and are now on our way to the state semi-finals and yes, you'll find a convoy of cars with windows painted, flag flying, and horns blowing all the way down to Hillsdale next week to watch my boys play. I'm so proud of them and their determination, hard work and dedication. High school football has always been my favorite because the boys play because they truly LOVE the game. I'm so excited and no matter how far they go in these playoff games, I'll be there cheering them on. Once a cheerleader, always a cheerleader!

GO HAWKS!