My leukemia's back.

[N F C]

LG & Rachel, I bet I sing as well as you do. We should have a BYC Choir and put our poultry egg song singers to shame.

 

[Blooie]

Oh, Eggsie - I have one of those words too! Fudlip. Fud-lip. Just like it looks! Our son made it up. Years ago there were little booklets published that contained words that didn't exist but should. Those words were called "Sniglets" and after reading one of Kenny was making more up like crazy. Fudlip stuck, and now the grandkids use it!

 

[Blooie]

Me again! I forgot to tell you all something really cool that happened today. It's Friday, which means physical therapy for Kendra with Cindi. Kendra wasn't being very cooperative and it was too cold and snowy to take her out to the coop. So we just sort of "free-wheeled" it - following Kendra's lead and building on stuff she was already doing.

Anyway, it was snack time so Kendra was at the table eating some popcorn and drinking chocolate milk (hey, she's 4 and I can still get by with that!) and Cindi and I were talking about how far she's come in the last few months. I told Cindi about the article I'd written for BYC about kids with disabilities and she asked to see it. She sat here, drinking her soda and reading carefully. Then she looked up at me and said, "I love you. Do you want a job? We have professionals we work with every day who have plenty of book learning but very little common sense!" I was floored - that's pretty high praise coming from the lady we have come to depend on since before Katie was even diagnosed with Autism! Then tonight I got a text message from her asking me to forward that article to her. How about that?

 

[N F C]

Me again! I forgot to tell you all something really cool that happened today. It's Friday, which means physical therapy for Kendra with Cindi. Kendra wasn't being very cooperative and it was too cold and snowy to take her out to the coop. So we just sort of "free-wheeled" it - following Kendra's lead and building on stuff she was already doing.

Anyway, it was snack time so Kendra was at the table eating some popcorn and drinking chocolate milk (hey, she's 4 and I can still get by with that!) and Cindi and I were talking about how far she's come in the last few months. I told Cindi about the article I'd written for BYC about kids with disabilities and she asked to see it. She sat here, drinking her soda and reading carefully. Then she looked up at me and said, "I love you. Do you want a job? We have professionals we work with every day who have plenty of book learning but very little common sense!" I was floored - that's pretty high praise coming from the lady we have come to depend on since before Katie was even diagnosed with Autism! Then tonight I got a text message from her asking me to forward that article to her. How about that?

That's so cool Blooie! Your writing and love of kids really shines through on that article and Cindi recognized that. A well-deserved compliment

 

[Blooie]

Thanks, Debby. I'm so pleased!

 

[FridayYet]

Congratulations Blooie! That's awesome.

 

[Blooie]

Teehee...thanks, FY!

 

[lazy gardener]

Blooie, YOU should be hired as a therapist. You'd earn every penny! As far as the crusty gent at church. Did I actually call him old? That made me pause, cause he's only a couple of years older than me. So, he's crusty, yeah, but not old. But he and I are good. I love him (but never tell him that!) and everybody loves to yank his chain! I got him real good last summer when someone brought some pics in from days gone by... He was dressed as a wise man, and had bare legs hanging out. I invited everyone I knew, and a few folks I had not yet met to "come see "P...'s" sexy legs!" And yeah, I belt it out, whether he's sitting near me or not!!! Everybody loves P! Especially the teens.

Rachel, my son went through some odd sleeping arrangements back when he was a teen. He came back from his first mission trip in SA with a hammock. He lag bolted into the ceiling trusses and spent that summer sleeping in a hammock in his room. Then, he moved into his closet. He put his mattress into the closet, and slept with his feet sticking out into the room. After he graduated from HS, he moved down into the basement with the spiders. He'd also take off in the middle of the winter and go off into the woods for a camping trip. Not my idea of a fun time... But kids are resilient, yes???

 

[Blooie]

Blooie, YOU should be hired as a therapist. You'd earn every penny! As far as the crusty gent at church. Did I actually call him old? That made me pause, cause he's only a couple of years older than me. So, he's crusty, yeah, but not old. But he and I are good. I love him (but never tell him that!) and everybody loves to yank his chain! I got him real good last summer when someone brought some pics in from days gone by... He was dressed as a wise man, and had bare legs hanging out. I invited everyone I knew, and a few folks I had not yet met to "come see "P...'s" sexy legs!" And yeah, I belt it out, whether he's sitting near me or not!!! Everybody loves P! Especially the teens.

Thank you kindly, my friend! Why is that we refer to guys like that as 'crusty old guys'? My dad was like that as he got older....folks who didn't know him would think of him that way, those who did loved him to pieces and he could be as much a curmudgeon as he wanted - with that irrepressible twinkle in his eye the whole time! Your P......sounds just like him!

 

[Blooie]

Okay, I've stubbed my toe in the middle of the night. That hurt. I've stepped on Legos - pain beyond pain. I've given birth 3 times, had 3 operations on the same hip, had gangrene in my hand, broken the same foot 3 times, had neck surgery and major dental work done. I've had 4 stents put in the arteries in my legs. Each. But last night and today all of that pain was forgotten as a new one took over....I had to repierce two holes in my ears. As the kids say, OMG!!! Vanity, thy name is Diane! Stupidity, coincidentally, so is thine! But I WILL wear these lovely new earrings for Thanksgiving with my family even if I have to cry in my turkey!