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(no subject) [Apr. 6th, 2012|02:00 pm]
I took Wed-Fri off from work to drive down to Oregon for Spring Break/Easter/some work-go-away time. I finally caved and asked the Easter Bunny to get Brisco a Nintendo 3DS for Easter. He's been wanting one for months but I didn't want to get one because he already spends so much time playing his AGB, the Wii and the Xbox. But he's been wanting to play Mario 3D so bad he's taken to watching Youtube videos of people playing through the levels. And he's had a great year at school so far, been really good about doing his homework, been making a lot of progress in speech therapy, etc. So. I think he's earned it. Plus he would likely lose all faith in the Easter Bunny at this point if he didn't get it since it's been the only thing he's asked for since like January.

Since it always rains on Easter, every year we set up a little scavenger hunt around the house to take the place of an Easter egg hunt. He gets a paper with a clue/poem, which leads him to the first place/next clue, which leads him to the next and so on. At the end he gets his basket and some Easter presents. Since he never eats candy, the basket is really just for tradition's sake - it's basically a basket with a wrapped present shoved inside. Matt's gonna take him to the movies this afternoon so I can scout out good hiding places around my parents' house. And then I'll let Matt come up with the poems.
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(no subject) [Feb. 25th, 2012|12:37 pm]
OK so I may or may not have gotten a little over-excited at the new Game of Thrones season 2 preview that began airing last night - and ended up awake until 4am rewatching episodes 3-10 of the first season last night. For 8 hours straight.

And then! I discovered a new chapter from the next book on GRRM's website, so I've just finished reading that. And now I don't know what to do with myself. I'm seriously considering re-reading the first 5 books again... for the third time. But I feel like maybe this is becoming an unhealthy obsession. But maybe I will anyway... I just really miss my story.
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(no subject) [Feb. 17th, 2012|06:31 pm]
On Saturday night I went in to check on Brisco around midnight... and found him sitting up, awake, covered in puke. He was very calm about it - I almost didn't notice, except for the smell. So we bundled up all the blankets into the washer, got some new clothes & remade the bed for him - and he puked again about 30 minutes later. Aaaand repeat, at about 40 minutes intervals up until 6am. I spent the whole night washing blankets and puke buckets in an increasing state of delirium.

Poor Briscy was so exhausted he could barely sit up to puke by about 5am. After that he threw up one more time around 9am, then stopped with that, but still had all the other signs of a flu - fever, lethargy, sore throat.

Then on Monday Matt started throwing up.

Then on Tuesday I threw up for about 9 hours straight. VIOLENTLY. Ugh - the violence of it all. Every muscle in my body was pulled from the strain of it & I had practically no voice at all for two days after. Nightmare. And a fever of 102 - but no way to take tylenol without it coming right back up immediately. And aggressively.

It's five days since Brisco had it, and today is the first day he's eaten anything more than one bite of one graham cracker, or one spoonful of jello. Finally he seems to be feeling better. Three days later I can still barely manage more than half a bowl of ramen noodles. And I look/feel like one of those pictures from Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark.
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(no subject) [Jan. 15th, 2012|06:51 pm]
It did it, it snowed today! I woke up this morning to a very light dusting on the ground & I took a picture so I could post it to Facebook and make fun of it. But then! It snowed for really!

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It stopped a few hours ago so I am a little concerned it will all be back to slush tomorrow, which does me no good. Come on Snow! Do better! I want more! I want a Snow Day or a whole Snow Week!
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(no subject) [Jan. 14th, 2012|05:33 pm]
SNOOOOW come on snow! I told Brisco that it's supposed to snow this weekend & he immediately began designing the snowman we're going to make. "Eyes is rocks & nose is a carrot and mouth is other rocks. Sticks is the arms!"

I don't know that we're going to get that much snow but a girl can hope. And a boy can hope. And we are hoping.

Not to be a snot but as a Baltimore native I still find it pretty hilarious that 1-2 inches of snow constitutes a WINTER WEATHER EMERGENCY!!!! in Seattle. Last year Brisco's school closed early one day because there was snow in the FORECAST. Not even on the ground yet, or in the air. Though in the interest of full disclosure I am pretty scared to drive in the snow these days, even when it's only a couple of inches. In high school I used to tear around in blizzards at 2 in the morning, in my old volvo. Without even thinking twice. Now as soon as it starts snowing I stare fearfully out from behind my curtains, even before it starts collecting. Even though I drive an SUV.

There was a little mini-snowstorm this afternoon so we immediately went to the Fred Meyer & bought about $200 worth of groceries and logs. Everyone else within 10 miles apparently had the same idea because the place was a panicky zoo. But now we have enough food & logs to last the next week or two so I feel very prepared for whatever 2-inch snow accumulations come our way.
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(no subject) [Jan. 9th, 2012|11:28 pm]
For the theme of tonight's entry I am takingpart in little schientific experiment,callED Ambien-racing, for Science. Ambien & You. Ambien on the workplace. Ambien in your living room. Test subject A

9this is usually me by the way and HOLY GOF ARE THE LIL IPAD KEYBOARDS TOUGHTO WRITEON. JEEZ. I SEE ALL OF THESE mistakes & my first inclinition is to go right back & fix enm, sweep the poorly & crafted bit all under the rug andd discreetly correct the buts that need it. What this tells me is that Ambien has already completely destroyed me at this game in like 5 MINUTES.Congrats toyu Ambien... you just wait & SEE. Tomorrow strong men in security outfits will be escorting me around the grounds of Nintendo and intom y waitingchariot. So I can do a victory lap around... where? a school or something.

I ha d a lovely thought just now that we can run down to the Happy Valley tomorrow for the day, doen't that sound sooo nice. Legitimately I was thinking that was a planthat sounds good & I need a couple ofminutes to figure out. In two minutes I was able to determine that Happy Valley is a place in the book I finished reading lately so it's likely a very nice bit of forest in Cornwall ENGLAND. Not the park down the street, as I was vaguely planning it to be.

And now I'm to the point of I've forgotten the nameof this pill that is 5 seconds away from pressing little firm pill hands on my shoulders and laying me into the pillow. It would like that wouldn't it, I'd be asleep right now. I may or may not have woken up mid-sentence in about 4different areas of this entry. See if you spot them & I'll give you a prize.

I think I'm calling this a draw. Ambien trips me upbut I landed gracefully on my feet every time. That is how I remember things happening so we allwin & now i shall watch DOwnton Abbey in bed wearing my pajamas and an expresesion of muddled confusion. I don't know what's happening but everyone is pretty and the houses are big and everyone issnooty in an entertaining way. And they eat a lot of fussy food which I am sometimes happy to just stare at on their plates and trays while conversations about war and men go on around all the cheeses and olives.
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(no subject) [Jan. 8th, 2012|05:57 pm]
Due to holiday work schedule overhauls I am currently on the last day of a FOUR DAY weekend. It was delightful & rejuvenating & I slept in until after 10am each day & I am not ready for it to be over so soon. Already? Jeez. I wish every day was my day off. Brisco was back in school this week which meant I had Thursday & Friday to be legitimately lazy and watch movies in my pajamas until 3 in the afternoon. I literally can't remember the last time I had a non-sick day off while Brisco was in school... My soul, she was dancing. My soul, she was napping happily on a hammock. When I was in Admin I worked 10 hour days from Sat-Tues. Brisco was in preschool every weekday except Wednesday, which meant that I had Thursday & Friday to myself. Every week! Two whole days to myself every week! The DECADENCE...

Anyways we finally bit the bullet and got Brisco a refurbished IPad for Christmas, and I've spent the last few days reading one million articles about autism apps & apps to help with speech delays & apps to help with reading, writing, piano, drawing, math... I've never had an I-anything - no Ipod, no Iphone, no anything. It's all very overwhelming, figuring out what to get. I made a list of about 50 possibilities, then redid the list organized by category, then started to redo the list again while going through the app store and reading reviews and crossing ones off the list that seem redundant or aren't what I thought they were. I'm beginning to suspect that I'm stalling. I don't want to spend money on something that never gets used.

Already we spend about an hour a night on homework, plus gymnastics, piano & swimming lessons once a week, speech therapy twice a week, school Lego Club, and piano practice for 20 minutes each day. Where is there time for MORE things? I feel like I'm in danger of becoming one of those ridiculous over-scheduling moms. Is there an app for guilt-assuaging and time organization? (I bet there is.)
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(no subject) [Jan. 7th, 2012|05:53 pm]
Pictorial overview of the last few months....

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Phew... so all THAT's over with now. October through December basically feels like one long checklist, beginning with Halloween activities & costume, then Brisco's birthday party & presents, then Thanksgiving, & finally Christmas. One long expensive checklist. I always come out the other side a little tattered. But STRONGER. And proud of myself, for pulling all that off. Now I just gotta make it to April, when the sun starts coming back again and it doesn't get dark at 5pm. We're halfway through the crap months, is what I'm saying. Hooray!

I've started thinking a little about my made up Midwinter holiday, which will take place at some point in mid-February. For Midwinter this year I'm going to make all Fairy Tale-related foods (I've got a cookbook of Folklore Cooking) and I think I'm going to buy one of those heaters that look like a fake fireplace, and put it in the bedroom. Home Depot has nice ones for about $100 - and I've always wanted a fireplace in my bedroom.

I've also always wanted a fireplace in the bathroom but I'm not sure how to make that happen. And a big jacuzzi tub. A giant tub and a fireplace, you'd never see me again...
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(no subject) [Nov. 10th, 2011|09:37 pm]
Briscy's school has been going ok, despite the occasional hiccup. Like, the second week he accidentally ate a hamburger in the cafeteria which was the fist time he's had meat ever and then got sick for a day or so. Because he literally does not know there is such a thing as burgers made from cows; veggie burgers are his only experience. And his teachers didn't know to stop him, because they didn't know him yet. They still don't seem to really truly deeply care the way all his teachers last year did, but maybe I just don't know about it yet. Or maybe it's barely even been 2 months yet so after another 2 months they will.

I email them 1-2 times a week about things so I'm pretty sure they know I'm a pain in the ass. But they also know that I AM WATCHING. I SEE YOU & I AM PAYING CLOSE ATTENTION TO EVERYTHING THAT IS HAPPENING. Also, give my son special attention or be prepared to explain yourself via email, 1-2 times per week.

At work things are being funneled in weird directions. They want us to be built more like a pyramid scheme, so that is an odd thing to be getting used to. Expectations of me are being raised, so that projects my boss used to orchestrate and I would do are now projects that he says "Do this," and I orchestrate, and project reps do. I don't mind, it's kind of fun. Like being a ringleader. Before I would get bored a lot, and now I am only bored sometimes. But he also seems to expect that I will start incorporating empty corporate phrases like "best business practices" into my daily conversations. Processes, pronounced funny (proh-sess-eees). I can't imagine he honestly thinks that will happen. That will never happen.

Also! Brisco's birthday party is on Sunday. He is excited, but I have been breathing into a paper bag about it. My worst fear has been that there will suddenly be some unexpected expense we can't afford and everyone will be immediately thrown out of the Pump It Up. But I've paid for everything in advance so it should all be ok. Except that we invited 39 kids, and asked for RSVPs by November 8. And only 22 have responded at all so far. 21 Yes, 1 No. So we have 24 goody bags, 24 cupcakes, 24 ice cream cups. The party is paid for up to 25 kids, and every one more than that would be $10 extra. The 17 none-responses are making me very nervous. If they all show up we will basically be hosed. I can accommodate three extras, but not 17.

And who doesn't even bother responding? That is so rude. I've been telling myself it's because those are all parents that just dump their kids' backpacks right into the garbage every night instead of going through every paper attentively, like I do. Because that means I am already more responsible than over half of the parents in Brisco's class... God I hope they don't show up.
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(no subject) [Sep. 8th, 2011|08:54 pm]
Things are settling down again, after the drama of the last few weeks. Time heals all wounds. Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. etc etc.

Brisco got a haircut on Saturday in preparation for his first day at his new school on Tuesday. So far, so good I think. His teachers are really nice and have been very proactive in setting up social groups and making sure he's comfortable and getting some time to make new friends. I'm still in wait-and-see mode a little bit, but I think we really lucked out. One of the para-educators is the mom of a friend from his other school so she's been watching out for him a little bit extra too. I talked to a couple other moms that had to move to new schools also and they've all been really disappointed with the services they're getting. One teacher didn't even really know anything at all about autism, and another school wasn't equipped to give her son the full-time aide that he was promised. So it seems like we dodged a bullet this year.

I feel really bad though, for the kids in his class that aren't getting the support they need. Stupid rich Washington State assholes with their tax cuts. Everybody loses when kids don't get the support & education they need.

Work has been over-the-top busy to the point of almost inducing panic attacks. Seriously, that shit has been insane. However! The past few weeks have been a great lesson to me about the importance of delegating and just trusting other people to do what they say they will. Normally when my name is on some sort of project I'm ridiculously OCD about poking around in all the details and making sure it's perfect. But there is no time, so I've been painfully forcing myself to Just Let Go. It's simultaneously freeing and uncomfortable. And jeez does the day go by fast when you have way too much shit crammed into it.
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