Thursday, August 30, 2012

Golden Book Archive

This would be an interesting project.

The Racine Public Library is collecting Golden Books. If you happen to have any please send them over

Check out this story on Fox is a cute one.

Below are the titles that are missing:

5 Pennies to Spend

Little Golden Holiday Book

About the Seashore

Little Golden Paper Dolls

Animal Alphabet from A to Z

Little Indian

Animals Merry Christmas

Little Pond in the Woods

Aren't You Glad

Little Yip-Yip and his Bark

Baby Looks

Lucky Mrs. Ticklefeather

Baby's Day Out

Make Way for the Thruway

Baby's House

My Baby Brother

Big Little Book

My Baby Sister

Blue Book Fairy Tales

My Dolly and Me

Buster Cat Goes Out

My Snuggly Bunny

Busy Timmy

Name for Kitty

Captain Kangaoo's Surprise Party

Naughty Bunny

Captain Kangaroo and the Panda

Neatos and the Litterbugs: Mystery of the Missing Ticket

Cat in the Hat, the Movie

New Kittens

Charmin' Chatty

Nursery Rhymes

Day at the Playground

Open up my Suitcase

Double Trouble: a Story About Twins (Sesame Street)

Party Pig

Elmo's New Puppy

Pebbles Flinstone

Feelings From A to Z

Petey and I

Friendly Bunny

Pets for Peter

Funny Bunny

Pierre Bear

Gerald McBoing Boing

Pony for Tony

Good Little, Bad Little Girl

Ready Set Go (Sesame Street)

Happy Birthday

Rootie Kazootie Baseball Star

Huckleberry Hound Safety Signs

Roy Rogers and the Indian Sign

Hurry-Up Halloween Costume

Roy Rogers and the New Cowboy

I have a Secret

Rusty Goes to School

Indian Indian

Sly Little Bear

Jamie Looks

Susie's New Stove

Just Watch Me

Tenggren's Jack and the Beanstalk

Let's go Shopping with Peter and Penny

This is My Body (Little Critters)

Little Benny Wanted a Pony

Three Billy Goats Gruff

Little Boy and the Giant

Tom and Jerry Photo Finish

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Thinking me some pretty pink and blue thoughts*

I have been thinking alot of thoughts.

Over the weekend we were assisting the boy with a purge of his bedroom. In polite society one would say "cleaning". I call it a major purge.
I found yet another copy of "House at Pooh Corner." Obviously it has been a NUMBER of years since the last purge and stories by Milne are automatically considered mine no matter that I have the complete set and series in one volume.

The boy did well. He got rid of a LOT of stuff. Mostly books this time....and they were age appropriate things to be got rid of. Doing this took a lot of time and the cute one and I stayed out of the room to give him some time and space and when he was overwhelmed and done with the project, yes we finished it but we gave him his space. Which may NOT be a good idea but knowing when to stop....for him, is a sign of maturity.

He is still learning to use his time appropriately. We  had another late night with homework and he finally finished after supper....much later than the cute one and I would prefer. He needs to use his time when traveling to classes to go over his homework instead of fart around on his I-pad.....JUST SAYING.

Ironically, we are all learning to use our time wisely.
Mostly the cute one and I are exhausted. I am not choosing the best books to read but I will say that when we are mentally, emotionally and physically wiped out....the lack of sense is overwhelming.
I am really tired. I don't make the best reading choices when I get like this.....

Technically we haven't had a lot going on....but mentally there has been a cartload of donkey dung all over the place. The cute one and I don't have the energy to keep up with everything we need to do.

I never thought the boy would wipe us out so. We are totally exhausted. There is little or no strength in either the cute one or I after a night of arguing about homework, what needs done and the fact that the boy is angry because he hasn't been exposed to cultural references on the Simpsons.....who watches that anyway? (not me....totally not my kind of programming).

Later in the week:
The boy has been good about doing his homework and wants to do more on his own....I keep thinking back to the doc that told us that the boy is developmentally delayed by about 5 years. Considering that the boy's verbal didn't start until he was five that sort of makes sense but is still really frustrating. If he is age wise almost an adult then view point wise he could still be in middle school.

I need more "pink and blue thoughts" and maybe a kitty break with my co-author Garfield.

*Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Going Ballistic

Fifty Shades of Ballistic.

I used this term this week to describe what will happen if my son doesn't graduate on time and I get a phone call the week prior.....I think this fear is ingrained because it almost happened to me in college. The registrar called me into her office to tell me she was missing credits. I had to prove I had taken classes and have the report cards. Fortunately I kept all my records with me at school and I was able to show that I had my credits that were transferred that she had "forgotten" about. I graduated but I was terrified that my diploma would be pulled from me before I got back to my chair.

I have read these popular books this summer and although I have read them to escape some of the stressors of life I am finding that the author really hit the escapism route for me really well. I am not so much into the "descriptions" shall we say but into the fact that someone can purchase Louboutins and not go into debt beyond compare.....or feel comfortable enough to look great and not have stress and dried out hair and circles under the eyes and dealing with the fact that the cuter half refuses to turn on the _____ airconditioning making it even harder for me to breathe.....

We came back from a was wonderful...relaxing, cool, calm, no bears this time.
As soon as we hit the border of home my allergies have been acting up since we got here (hot, humid and is a combo to fell the weakest)....I feel and sound like Elmer Fudd.

This was the first week back to school. The boy is loving classes- and drving the cuter half and I spare. I got a phone call about a waiver for a class he doesn't need, and then found out there were other things the boy was missing.....which is when I used the, "If I find out that he is not getting on with his degree I will be going fifty shades of ballistic at the ceremony."

Anyhow, we are still in the asking questions phase and getting yelled at and told "It's none of your business." Most of this is the typical age of the boy....he is trying to separate from us and not draw attention to himself. Then to have the parents that he has....we are not patient or tolerant or willing to suffer fools with a bulling fact we are not even discussing it with the school. No point. Straight to the big guns for us.

Probably the funniest part of the week is that I am missing the old me. The quiet girl who didn't say much and hid and blended into the wall....then I went to high school and college and that kind of ended....although I wouldn't get goofy with people unless I was comfortable with them. Now I just say it..... my Mom tells me I am the most like her mother of all of her daughters. I never met my grandma but I have always thought that being like her wasn't a bad thing.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Don't say this:

"Five things you should NOT say to an autism parent"

This goes for the girls too....The cuter half and I hear all of these comments ALOT!!

Sunday, August 5, 2012


Today's post is an experiment. I was trying to see how long I could go without posting about something.
I had listed out some things on our FB account this week that I thought were interesting.
I have more to add.
Below in small type is what was on FB. If you read it already, skip this part:
I have been doing a lot of reading and thinking this week and I have some comments to make:
1. Chic fila- although the cuter half and I don't agree with some of the sentiments we do believe that if you own your own business your thoughts belong to you. The gentleman is allowed to express his thoughts after being asked a specific question. IF you don't like the answer then don't ask. To me, it is like telling us that one doesn't like kids on the spectrum because they are different. Now that the flap is over I doubt we will here from Mr. Chicken-dude again soon.

 2. Fifty shades books. I have read all 3 this week. What is the big deal? Books are books are books. You take what you need from them and leave the rest. That is true for fiction and non fiction- this is an explicit form of reading and it is OK... but the fuss is really over-rated.

 3. Gabby's hair- she is a cute little girl and her hair looks fine to me. Impossible to keep layered hair in a bun type thingy- leave the girl alone. She has done more than most of us will ever do (all those medals) and I like her smile.

 4. Upcoming election- at a loss on this one. Verdict is out on all the candidates and this is the first year we are considering not voting. I keep asking myself if we are better off than we were 4 years ago and I cannot honestly say we are.

 5. Tom Cruise and Katy Holmes- I think enough has been said about these two....and the only people who will really know what happened is the two of them. Conjecture gets one nowhere. They both love their kid....given them points for that.

Now that I have more to think about (that are more personal and not so global this time) I am going to add them here:

6. The cuter half and I haven't been going to church, and we sort of miss going to church. There are a multitude of reasons we haven't had the desire to go to church. Prior experiences have rather soured us on the whole church idea....but really it is fear. For myself, I am afraid to go. I am scared that my son won't be accepted.....I am scared to let people into our lives. I am less open than I ever was before (and much less tolerant) and I am not sure that God allows people like us with kids like ours to attend a regular service and be comfortable about it. The cuter half keeps asking me to go and I keep saying, "No Thanks." I never thought I would see the day that I am too afraid to do one of my good friends used to say, "You have more balls than most men." Not any more.

7. Mouthing off. The boy is mouthing off. All the time. He did it again this front of my mother. I was mortified. I couldn't get out of the car when we got home....I just had to sit there and wonder if I could hide on the patio all night and not go into the house. Obviously that plan didn't work and here I am....hiding in the office blogging....same thing really. Still the thought looms: is it the Aspergers or the being a teenager? Or both?

8. Graduation. I am scared crapless. More so about the boy graduating than myself when I graduated HS. The big questions and the ones where the director of the special ed department thinks there is more that they can do for our kid. OMG who the h_ll are they kidding? One more year with this guy and I will be in the nut house with the loons and the squirrels. This is the same guy I cussed out this summer (that not going to church thing hitting home) for making a stupid dumb-s___ decision. (See doing good....I cleaned it up).

9. Learning to run. The cuter half has decided that he and I are going to learn to jog on vacation this year. Put it this way I have been the biggest ever (I am now what I call size monster) in the last couple of years and the cute one sees this as a way to ease our stress and have it be cheaper than joining a gym....he is looking at the bottom line and that we are essentially broke since I was laid off in 2009; temp work is helping but not having benefits really has hit us hard fiscally. Anyway, I have not jogged since 1983 and I am terrified of what will happen...shin splints, messed up feet, lobotomy....who knows???? I thought we were going on vacation not boot camp.....I am not looking forward to this part.

10. The pressure of the boy telling us he wants to join the talent show, he wants to join video game club (over my dead body) and that he wants to join a history club that may be starting next year.....why can't he just tell me he wants to join "geek of the school club" and be done with it. He is fighting arguing and fussing at me (not the cute one- he won't take this garbage). This is a kid who needs re-focusing to do homework....he is not throwing 3 years of hard work on Service club and the other sports out the window because he is lazy.....he can be lazy on his own time...not on mine. IF the cuter one and I have to be there to be supportive and helpful then the boy darn well better get off his patotty and get moving.

Am I proud of any of this? No, not so much.
Well.....Maybe the jogging part. But the cute one is also threatening to teach me to swim and the last time that didn't work out either so I don't think that will be happening. Being size Monster I don't own a swimsuit anymore....I can't do that to myself or other people. It would be morally wrong.

I realize there is a lot for me to get over, think about and probably deal with more appropriately....but you know, I am really tired. Bone weary tired....stressed out messed up and exhausted.