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Falling Down the Rabbit Hole.


Hey, look at that. I’m still here. Some folks may have noticed that I have been absent from my blog, others maybe not. IDK. At any rate, I just wanted to stop by and say that I’m still here, nothing bad has happened. I just maybe “fell down the rabbit hole.”

Mostly I’ve just been busy. I’ve been working overtime at work and for some strange reason or other I joined Pinterest (talk about rabbit holes). I do try to check in on other folks’ blogs, but my time seems to get consumed rather quickly.

I will try to get back on track with my Friday posts at least. It doesn’t seem like that shouldn’t be hard. Friday night has been my extra shift though, so blogging is not premier on my mind for the few hours that I get to spend at home.

For those of you who are still out there, I hope to see you on Friday!! ­čÖé


“…Back Up the Bus, Missy”

From February 19th’s post Training and Teething :

“Following the two hours of training, I went to “sit” with a kiddo who was causing a┬áruckus┬áin the school and had to be removed. There I ended up sitting with two kiddos instead of one, and then off to work in the classroom where I had worked up until November.”

So…it’s not really funny anymore, but I thought I’d clarify this post’s title. I left out the teething part due to another of my ADD moments. (I swear, I was not attention deficit until I took this job. I’m beginning to think that attention deficit may be contagious.) Anyway, it was during my time in my old classroom that one of my girls was repeatedly biting me. I tease that she is teething, but really this is a sign of affection. She seems to have some Sensory Processing Disorders (I cannot diagnose, but let’s face it…after a few years one begins to recognize certain things). The end result is that she will pretend to bite people on the arms or shoulders. It appears with this particular kiddo that it manifests first as squeezing on people’s arms and then progressing to attempts to chew on their clothing, culminating in “pretend” biting with people that she trusts and knows won’t hit her. ­čÖé My time spent with this kiddo is often filled with me repeating “…don’t bite…I know, but it’s not an appropriate thing to do…no, it doesn’t hurt, but you still can’t go around biting people.”

Meanwhile, for anyone who was wondering, I did talk to Sally a couple of weeks ago. She said she was doing well, but I’m still concerned that she was uprooted. She asked me to visit and to adopt her (I might have cried a little, but only later). I really miss that kid. At any rate, I haven’t been able to get through on the phone the last two weekends, so I did something that I rarely do anymore, and I wrote her note and mailed it. ­čÖé

I had some really cute┬ánote-cards┬áso I just wrote her a brief message, but it really got me to thinking about the power of the written word. I put a lot of thought into that “quick” note. What it said was important. Whatever I said would be in writing for Sally to see and keep. “I haven’t forgotten you, and I still care.” Simple, yet complex, and once mailed I can’t take it back. So I had to be careful not to make promises (real or implied) that I couldn’t keep and yet still let her know that someone cares.

I think I got it right. I even like to think that she’ll be quite pleased when she gets it. (Who doesn’t love to get mail?)…and hopefully when I call her this weekend, I’ll get to talk to her. ­čÖé

ETA: The title is a quote from a co-worker that cracks me up every time I hear it.

Training and Teething

Today was quite the mixed bag. I spent the first two hours of my day in a LGBT training. To my surprise, this was actually quite fun. We had a wonderful speaker, which always helps.

Perhaps I should back up a step here, we are required to meet a certain number of training hours each year. I have been with the same agency for nearly 9 years and the “in-services” are offered monthly. For the most part these are the same year after year. At least two per year involve cultural diversity (LGBT is one), at the least one must be attended, then there is the mandatory substance abuse training, Seclusion/Verbal De-escalation, and Safety Day (both also mandatory)…etc, etc. The first year these are very exciting and educational, after that, kind of downhill. For example, I didn’t learn much at this particular training, but as stated there was a good speaker and we were able to have some good discussions.

Following the two hours of training, I went to “sit” with a kiddo who was causing a┬áruckus┬áin the school and had to be removed. There I ended up sitting with two kiddos instead of one, and then off to work in the classroom where I had worked up until November.

I know that no one really wants to know this part, but I’m going to share anyway…I ended up in my old classroom because this class requires two staff, in addition to the teacher, and one of the staff decided to go home after a kid threw up on her. (Told you no one wanted to know ­čÖé ). So anyway this should have been a crummy experience, but it really wasn’t. The client who likes to throw up on folks was removed for the day, and another of the girls was out of class leaving only three girls. My fellow staff and I had no problem getting the remaining girls to do what the teacher asked and finished out the day well. Then it was off to graduation where we got to see one young lady who has been with our agency for three years (the last two in our community based home)┬áreceive┬áher high school diploma along with two of her peers. This is always great.

I then attended another hour of training (for something else), and then it was off to the dorm to teach a young lady how to crochet (you remember the girl who threw up on the staff??? yes, her). This young lady has been very excited to be learning to crochet. She’s only 10 years old and so it’s taking a little longer than teaching an adult, but she is so into it, I can’t help but get tickled about it. Yesterday we worked on starting the chain, but she struggled (we only worked for about 15 minutes) so today it was back to the chain stitch. She mastered this one and was off to make crochet chain bracelets for her friends and favorite staff. You know that thing she does, where she throws up on people because she’s upset (and yes, it is purposeful) is a really bad habit, but at 10 years old she’s so freakin’ cute!! Surely she can past that nasty habit. ­čÖé

Well, that’s about enough of that…I’m sure some of what I said doesn’t make sense out of context, so feel free to ask questions. Otherwise, I hope everyone is having a good week!

Promised Pics!

This is what I started with, MIL had done this much already.



…and the finished product.




Frost & Viral Illness….

First…I would like to apologize for missing the last Friday with Frost post. Not a good way to start the New Year. Unfortunately, I was ill most of last week and accomplished very little. One day I was too sick to even work on any of my crochet projects, or surf the internet. Blah. I’m finally on the upswing now, though my cough lingers, I am feeling much better. So I shall have a new Robert Frost installment this coming Friday.

Second…I’m still playing catch up on many of the blogs I follow, so I hope that the New Year found you all well and happy, or at least trying to get there.

I did finish another afghan though, and have moved on to a third. (Pictures coming soon.) The second one comes with a bit of a story, as these have all been unfinished projects that have waited patiently for me to get to them. This one in particular, however, was not my unfinished project, but rather one that I inherited.

This lovely baby blue and white afghan is really quite special. You see, my Mother-in-law made many gorgeous afghans and gifted them to others. I myself am the proud owner of one of her many projects. My MIL spent nearly 10 years fighting cancer. This was all of her youngest grandson’s life. A year or so ago (at the ripe old age of 6) he caught on to the fact that his Mamaw had made these things for everyone, yet he did not have one. Having no fear and lacking none in self-confidence, he brought this up to her and let her know that she should really do this for him. Being a great grandmother, she started on an afghan for him. My MIL passed away last February. When hubby and his sister found the bags of yarn and the start of the afghan, they asked if I would finish it. How could I say no?

They found no pattern, just the yarn and the beginning of the project. So it was moved to my craft room where it has languished for the better part of the last year waiting for me to find the determination to get to it. I admit, I put it off at first because I had so many unfinished projects of my own, but I also had a fear that I would struggle to figure out the pattern. A fear that I might fail, after my family had put their faith in me. As it turned out, the pattern was super easy to follow, and I finished in no time.

So mark anther unfinished project off my list, and a special one at that. My SIL and nephew were beside themselves to have this project done. I am told that the nephew has slept with this blanket every night since I sent it over.

The End?

…and so NaNoWriMo 2012 has reached its conclusion and I still have the same 735 words with which I started. Ah, well…until next year then. Or maybe summer camp again. That has been the most successful for me. In any case, it’s never really over because there is always the next time. Now on to other things. Like those other two novels that I need to work on, or Christmas knitting.

Since I’ve finally made progress on the afghan that’s been sitting around for years, plus I’ve finished all the knitted/crocheted scarves for my classroom, ┬ámaybe I can get to making something for my own children. I haven’t picked out any patterns yet, but I was thinking some headbands would be nice for the girls. Also I found some fun soaps for the geek in your life (both of my boys fall into this┬ácategory; we can talk about why another time). Digital Soaps┬áis a fun little Etsy Shop that makes soaps for gamers. I can knit up some wash cloths to go with them and voila, great gifts!

Did You Eat Turkey Today?

I did not, strangely enough. So, even though I know there are a number of international readers here who won’t be celebrating the holiday, HAPPY THANKSGIVING. For those of you not celebrating…I’m thankful for you just the same and hope that you have had a wonderful day.

For my fellow NaNoWriMo participants, I assume that you can see the sad little status bar on the right of my page. I sure hope you are doing better than me. My finances have not been where I like them to be and I just think I’ve been too stressed to be able to concentrate. So my┬ápaltry┬á735 words may stand as they are this month. Meanwhile I take solace in the fact that I made the full 50,000 words in August and finished the novel just two weeks later.

Best of Luck to you all!!!