I"m so lame lately

Sorry dear reader..I'm lame. I don't know why anyone continues coming here. I post jokes and stupid schemes that think I am desirable and they want to give me money.
I've just been...OVERWHELMED. I dont want to whine. I'm miserable. I have started this job, and its crazy.....School no school school storm, no storm...
Snow more snow more snow...get stuck. White out...driving as a grown woman into COmple area covered in snow and I cant even see.
NO sleep 2 nights ffreking out, no sleep gotta get sleep...plus new job sign langingeuregs then...two night s a week in a row for three weeks....a county parenting class that is just different than when its not a "COUNTY" class....and how could soomebvoy try for 14 years ot get preggos, and then theSTATE steps in andnrevoes the kid at 4 months old...and they STILL not have custody when the kid is now 14 MTONTHS OLD...ths makes me crazy.
Then to hear a former coworker was "retire or we'll fire her"

a MIlion Again???

GOOD DAY!!!!!

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU SINCE TO CONTACT ME FOR YOUR CONFIRMABLE BANK DRAFT OF $3.2MILLION UNITED STATES DOLLARS, BUT I DID NOT HEAR FROM YOU SINCE FOR A COUPLE OF WEEKS NOW. THEN I WENT TO THE BANK TO CONFIRM IF THE DRAFT HAS EXPIRED OR GETTING NEAR TO EXPIRE AND DR.WILSON THE DIRECTOR BANK OF AFRICA TOLD ME THAT BEFORE THE DRAFT WILL GET TO YOUR HAND THAT IT WILL EXPIRE. SO I TOLD HIM TO CASH THE $3.2MILLION USD UNITED STATES DOLLARS TO CASH PAYMENT TO AVOID LOSING THESE FUNDS UNDER EXPIRATION AS I WILL BE OUT OF THE COUNTRY FOR A 3 MONTHS COURSE AND I WILL NOT COME BACK TILL ENDING OF MARCH 2008.

WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO NOW IS TO CONTACT FEDEX COURIER SERVICES AS SOON AS POSSIBLE TO KNOW WHEN THEY WILL DELIVER YOUR CONSIGNMENT TO YOU BECAUSE OF THE EXPIRING DATE. FOR YOUR INFORMATION, I HAVE PAID FOR THE DELIVERING CHARGE, INSURANCE PREMIUM.

THE ONLY MONEY YOU WILL SEND TO THE FEDEX COURIER SERVICES TO DELIVER YOUR CONSIGNMENT DIRECT T O YOUR POSTAL ADDRESS IN YOUR COUNTRY IS($198.00 US) UNITED STATES DOLLARS ONLY BEING SECURITY KEEPING FEE OF THE COURIER COMPANY SO FAR. I WOULD HAVE PAID THAT BUT THEY SAID NO BECAUSE THEY DON'T KNOW WHEN YOU WILL CONTACT THEM AND IN CASE OF DEMURRAGE.YOU HAVE TO CONTACT FEDEX COURIER SERVICES NOW FOR THE DELIVERY OF YOUR DRAFT WITH THIS INFORMATION BELLOW;

DIRECTORS NAME: DR.DAVID JOHNSON
COMPANIES NAME: FEDEX COURIER SERVICES
EMAIL ADDRESS: fedexexpress07@live.com
TEL/FAX: 002348059946954

FINALLY, MAKE SURE THAT YOU RECONFIRM YOUR POSTAL ADDRESS AND DIRECT TELEPHONE NUMBER TO THEM AGAIN TO AVOID ANY MISTAKE ON THE DELIVERY AND ASK THEM TO GIVE YOU THE TRACKING NUMBER TO ENABLE YOU TRACK YOUR PACKAGE OVER THERE AND KNOW WHEN IT WILL GET TO YOUR ADDRESS. LET ME REPEAT AGAIN, TRY TO CONTACT THEM AS SOON AS YOU RECEIVE THIS MAIL TO AVOID ANY FURTHER DELAY AND REMEMBER TO PAY THEM THEIR SECURITY KEEPING FEE OF $198.00 US DOLLARS FOR THEIR IM MEDIATE ACTION.

NOTE THIS. THE FEDEX COURIER SERVICES DON'T KNOW THE CONTENTS OF THE BOX. I REGISTERED IT AS A BOX OF AFRICA CLOTHS. THEY DID NOT KNOW THE CONTENT WAS MONEY. THIS IS TO AVOID THEM DELAYING WITH THE BOX. DON'T LET THEM KNOW THAT BOX CONTENTS MONEY OK.

I AM WAITING FOR YOUR URGENT RESPONSE.
YOURS FAITHFULLY,
KULMA YINKA

MY FRIEND GAVE BIRTH AT 65. (joke)

With all the new technology regarding fertility recently, a 65-year-old friend of mine was able to give birth.




When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, I went to visit.
'May I see the new baby?' I asked.
'Not yet,' She said 'I'll make coffee and we can visit for a while first.'
Thirty minutes had passed, and I asked, 'May Isee the new baby now?'
'No, not yet,' She said.
After another few minutes had elapsed, I asked again, 'May I see the baby now?'
'No, not yet,' replied my friend.
Growing very impatient, I asked, 'Well, when can I see the baby?'

'WHEN HE CRIES!' she told me.
'WHEN HE CRIES?' I demanded. 'Why do I have to wait until he CRIES?'

'BECAUSE I FORGOT WHERE I PUT HIM. O.K.?!!'

Fishin.....in a way

SON OF A BITCH FISH.
The parish priest went on a fishing trip.
On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in.
The guide, holding a net, yelled, 'Look at the size of that Son of a Bitch!'



'Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for!'
'No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is - a Son of a Bitch fish!'

'Really? Well then, help me land this Son of a Bitch!'
Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster.
'Father, that's the biggest Son of a Bitch I've ever seen'

'Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it?'
'Why, eat it! Of course. You've never tasted anything as good as Son of a Bitch!'
Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory.

While unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip.

'Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!'
Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, 'Father!'
'It's OK, Sister. That's what kind of fish it is, a Son of a Bitch fish!'
'Oh, well then, what are you going to do with that big Son of a Bitch?'


sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the Son of a Bitch for his dinner.
'I'll even clean the Son of a Bitch', she said.

As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in.

'What are you doing Sister?'
'Father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the new Bishop's Dinner'
'Sister! I'll clean it if you're so upset! Please watch your language!'
'No, no, no, it's called a Son of a Bitch Fish.'
'Really? Well, in that case, I'll fix up a great meal to go with it, and that Son of a Bitch can be the main course!



Let me know when you've finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch.'
On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent meal.





The wine was fine, and the fish was excellent.

The new Bishop said, 'This is great fish, where did you get it?'
'I caught that Son of a Bitch!' proclaimed the proud priest.

'And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!' exclaimed the Sister.
The Friar added, 'And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a special recipe!

The new Bishop looked around at each of them.
A big smile crept across his face as he said,



'You fuckers are my kind of people!'

Jake back for cancer treatment

Jake is back at U of M for a weekend of cancer treatment. Please continue to send him healing thoughts. We are again watching their dog BRODY...who is a nervous Nelly, and a WHINER. UGH. Hope he will settle down soon.

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Winter Wonderland---NOT part deux

I like writing "Deux" cause it makes me seem smarter than I am. You know..Like I have class and taste and am living way above my means! BUT REALLY...I did recently drink that Domaine Du Pegau 1989 remember???

So WHY is it, that we who live in the frozen vast north can't apply for disaster relief every damn winter?
HELLO.!!! There is. 12. inches. in my driveway--and its not Diesels (http://www.mattresspolice.com), or any other hot male.
It IS however White, not that I'm a racist. I hate it when people say that. You know they are then. Racist.
OR
" You can trust me". Yah Right. Sooner trust a stoner with my bag of weed.
IF I HAD a bag of weed! I'm just SAYIN! Sheesh. No need to go rootin through my undies drawer. I DO NOT have a bag of a weed.
What I do have, is 12 inches of white cold shit in my driveway that I have to PAY somebody else to come and plow around. It does not give pleasure. Does NOT vibrate, and does NOT lead to more sleep.
As as far as anything vibrating..NO there is not one of those in my undies drawer either.
Step AWAY from the drawer.
No seriously.....STEP AWAY.

Winter Wonderland---NOT

It is soo crazy here in Mid Michigan.
Schools should have been canceled, instead, have kids Show up for x number of hours so they can "count" the day. We have had so many snow days, I'm sure administrators are trying NOT to extend the school year. Already, we are going to be going until mid June.

Only one of my classes met today, at 1:00, then JUST before class started came the announcement of an early release. (20 minutes). My kids school called, THEY were releasing early also.
ALL schools and most Govt. Offices are shut tomorrow. Blizzard conditions, some of the WORST I have ever driven in.
The trip to the kids school, normally about 1/2 hour, was 1 1/2 hours, plus then, I still had to GET home. Cars were in the ditch, my hands were gripping the steering wheel, visibility was less than 15 feet, snow plows were pulled off the road in our county at 3:00.
I talked to my Co - worker...she is preggo's and found out today she is having a LITTLE BOY!!
I made Pioneer Woman Lasagna, Garfield would be pleased.

All in the family...

Hey...what a warm fuzzy feeling.



OAKLAND PARK, Fla. - Broward County authorities said a grandmother was arrested for hiding cocaine in her bra during a drug raid in Oakland Park. Eight others were also arrested Friday at or near the home of Henrietta Corvin Daise, 62. Many of them were her grandchildren.


Jail records show Daise posted $7,500 bail Saturday.

The Broward County Sheriff's Office said deputies conducted a search warrant on her home and found Daise with powder cocaine stuffed in her bra. Deputies also found 20 crack cocaine rocks, four grams of powder cocaine, marijuana and $1,000 in cash.

The eight face various charges including possession and intent to sell cocaine within 1,000 feet of a church, probation violations and marijuana possession.

FREE give away at Jans

Jan over at the Prytz Family has a BEAUTIFUL necklace for a give away on Feb 14th..go check out the link, look around. I wish I had talent, but I don't.

Graititude, Say Thanks

Got my first check from my new job!
Actually was able to FILL two vehicles, gas here is 3.05 gallon
I FILLED the car I"m DRIVING@@!!!!
Got to see my friend Kevin, He was getting his taxes done, then came over to talk.

Michigan economy just SUCKS. ....but I'm GRATEFUL for what I have right now, and I LOVE it.
I'm teaching parenting classes two nights this week also, for the next 3 weeks!
We had GREAT Ribs for Super Bowl Sunday
Everyone is healthy at the moment

Don't Aim for Perfection!

I like Mike Litman a lot. He is one motivational guy I read.
His take on things is JUST GET STARTED!!
Don't AIM for perfection--you will fail. START first, then improve! If you Fail to start, you can NEVER improve! Mike says, "You don’t have to get it right, you just have to get it going.You can accomplish so much more than you are right now.
Give 1% more action and energy to what you’re doing."

I like this a lot.
WHY? Because...it gives me hope. I know that sounds weird, but I got the same sort of advice from "Flylady.net". Her advice is similar..."Good enough is great". Her idea of just doing something for 15 minutes is WONDERFUL! Why? It GETS YOU STARTED!! She helped me get organized by simply using a calendar. I was forever forgetting appointments, (and did last week because I hadn't looked at my calendar!). SIMPLE great advice.
Do something Get started. It doesn't have to be perfect. Aim to get started, not complete it.

GET READY, SET....START!!! Let me know what it is!

Mothers.... a little read...

I usually try not to just "re post" stuff, but I got this in an email from one of my foster/adoptive moms, and tears started welling in my eyes. May each of us remember the various cathedrals we are building.



Invisible Mothers...

It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.

Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this ? Can you tie this? Can you open this?
Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.'
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!

One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription:

'To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.

A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.'

I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.'

At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.

I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.

When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'You're gonna love it there.'

As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.

Great Job, MOM!
Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know... I just did.
The Will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect you.

Jake, age 9 Pluera Pulmonary Blastoma

http://www.caringbridge.org enter in the "ENTER WEBSITE NAME" jakejsmith
IT MIGHT be under Jacob Smith....I can't quite seem to figure it out.

Jake Got home from his emergency visit on Weds, and today, Friday, is back for his 3rd visit for chemo. His hair has started to come out.
On the Journal site, his dad writes:
"The surgeons had removed a tumor the size of a grapefruit from his lower left lung. The miligant tumor was sent to pathology to determine the type. We were told we would have the results by the middle of the week. Wednesday December 12, 2007 the pathology results were in and the tumor was determined to be pleura pulmonary blastomia (PPB). They explained to us that PPB is a very aggressive and extremly rare cancer with less than 10-12 cases being reported each year. Dr. Magee had mentioned to us that there is a registry on the internet which is dedicated to this disease www.ppbregistry.org . The site is headed up by Dr. Jack Priest who is the most experienced oncologist and has dedicated his life to this disease."

Gevalia Coffee maker-- is AWFUL

I ordered this Gevalia coffee maker last fall, thinking that I'd save the Coffee pot as a Christmas gift for hubby. Thats what I did. I pulled out the coffee, and saved the "stainless steel" like pot.
Whatever you do, If I can save you any heartache...DO NOT GET THIS POT. It is AWFUL.




Everybody at sometime I know orders from Gevalia for the "free" whatever. Well WAIT until there is something better.
We are HEAVY coffee drinkers, and have used anything from a Mr. Coffee, to a French press, to the Double glass carafe on the stove that we faithfully stood by to pour boiling water in.

THIS coffee maker...UGH. I can't describe how awful it is. YES it has the "magic aroma vents" to allow the steam and smell to waft out into the room.
However, try to POUR water into the thing??? It goes EVERYWHERE. The "directions" say...to "rest the lip of the carafe onto the side of the maker"...and the water pours right into the special hopper. Well the "HOLE" for the water is so small, even with the "Carafe resting" water goes dribbling down the carafe and all over EVERYTHING that happens to be on the counter. NOT that there IS anything like Mail, cookies, towels, children's hands ON the counter. It is JUST a mess!! A MESS!! I"m BUMMED I threw out our old Mr. COffee with it's broken carafe to switch to this. Bummed.
Wanna know how REALLY bummed I am? I wrote a email to their customer service. YAH. THAT bummed.

If it Ain't one thing...its a seizure

So...I'm in the middle of my workday.
My workday is very weird.
I teach like 7:45 to 930. Then, normally I will monitor the next class which gets out 11 ish.
THEN I drive 40 miles, and teach two more classes, one remotely from like 12:45 till 2:30.

This morning, having the week all weirded up by snow and ice days....I am getting around, having slept crappy.
"MOMMMMMMMMM Xboy is doing that Fainting thing again".....
Xboy, gets up..shouts out ...I guess his dad heard him...I feel dizzy, I feel like I'm going to throw UP...AWHHHHHHHH and keels over. Seizure. Shit? What now. this happened about a year and a half ago. did tests...all can't find out what. In Typical Asperger's having seizures upon puberty is not that unusual, but so far the blown out shakin weird stuff we have managed to avoid.

So I HAVE GOT TO GO TO WORK. I just started this new gig, I can't call in..I mean seriously....So...it is almost too late for hub to legally call in, but he does. They are ticked as they are so short handed,,......Xboy is sleeping soundly. Exactly what typically occurs after someone has a seizure. Although..it wasn't "grand mal"..he wasn't twitchin all over the place, drooling or the other end either which I have seen a lot of in Seizures.

SO....Hub takes xboy to pediatriatian, (I had called, got the oncall doc, said it wasn't really emergency and to wait till the office opened...which means..."I'm off work in 15 minutes and I dont want to have to come in for something this lame".

DOC thinks it is Orthostatic hypotension (a large drop in blood pressure upon standing) -- may cause dizziness, dimming of vision, head or neck pain, yawning, temporary confusion, slurred speech, and if the hypotension is severe, the patient may "faint" upon arising from a recumbent position.

This is also part of the diagnosis for Parkinson's sydrome...

SSOOOO we'll have him sit on the edge of the bed before he gets up...stand up and WAIT before walking. ...
and...take him for a ekg or something on Monday

FREE give away

My Friend is giving away an authored signed book Feb 7th, so hop on over there, sign her post, and look around a while! Its a cool place to be!!

catch up

This and that since I feel like I don't have any time to really put down my thoughts.

Here's a pic of my middle I found online



The picture was titled "God and I time"...just what I think every mom wishes DEEP DOWN their kids could sit around and do all day...read the bible without being freaks. This picture just gives me some peace.

My job:
Started teaching last week, had just ONE class, with few students who are bright, shy and small town.
This week, added on two more classes, one done by tv at the same time as a 23 LIVE classroom. Students, new to this learning environment, it's WAYY too many to teach at one time, so very challenging...that is the one day this week both had school, and it wasn't canceled for weather reasons. I have to drive a LOT, and since I haven't been working...HELLO...gas money is near non existent. Pop cans have been returned (all $4.00 worth), change gathered...Yah..its tough.

JAKE: was taken into the hospital Sunday night, transferred down to U of M by ambulance. His good blood counts were VERY low, and his very high temp lowered.
He was able to return to home yesterday night. He goes BACK for treatment three on Friday.

Parenting classes:
I have 3 sessions coming up in the community. When I say 3 'sessions'...ONE session is 3 weeks long-2 nights each week, Next is the same, next is an 8 hour one dayer. I enjoy teaching LOVE AND LOGIC, it is a great way to raise kids, is non stressful, and doesn't rely on stupid points, tickets, markers or anything else. It trys to put the responsibility of poor choices back on the chooser (usually a kid). I've taught it many times to parent groups, and also to Teachers as "Love and Logic in the Classroom" as classroom management. ..and in a search for L &L I found this person's blog post about it: http://elliepickett.wordpress.com/2008/01/12/more-lessons-from-love-ang-logic/


AND...some old "group" members just IM'd me...he has a XBOX with about 50 games that he is giving my son for free. He was given a XBOX 360 for Christmas. God is really so amazing to us, that although we have made the choices WE have, to try and be physically around for our kids, which cuts down on the amount/kind of work I do, HE GIVES us stuff that money can buy...does that make sense?
WHOO HOO.

Teachers like snow days too

So my "full" work week started yesterday, teaching ASL to high schoolers. I have classes in one location with 23 students and in a remote location with 15 students. Its Crazy.
I was SOOO happy when there was a snow day today for 2 of my 3 classes! I only had ONE class of 15 students. I got to know them and so hopefully that will help carry on through the entire semester!

Teachers like snow days too!!

Jake, age 9 Pluera Pulmonary Blastoma

Jake was taken into the local emergency room last night for fever 102.6, and they transferred him down to the University of MIchigan by ambulance.
He is doing better there, his blood counts were VERY low, but now his fever is down. He was given antibiotics, and they are watching him.