Saturday, January 7, 2012

Still here

I'm still here. I wanted to see if this was still active. It is. Everything is good but I simply don't have time to think about blogging. Life is good and school is almost over. Everyone is fine, and I hope to fill you in on line as soon as I get the time to relax for a bit. I am at the condo with David tonight. We haven't had the opportunity to escape life's shredding talons for a while. This is our weekend.

With that said, I hope you are all well. I will be back.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

A boring life in a whole nother direction

After what must have seemed like an eternity to Michael M (another Michael M) of Texas, I read and replied to his emails. Interestingly, though, not much had changed in my life in the month that passed. I thought it would be a good idea if I posted something here.

One of the things I said is that I haven't been posting much because my life, although it has taken off in a new direction, has become very much the routine. I'm loving it, though. I am enjoying working at the center. I have just over a semester to get everything I need to go full time.

I am being watched very closely. I was attempting to work with one student, who was struggling with his math lesson. I got very close to losing my temper with him. He felt compelled to go into his beat boxing routing, not giving any attention to what I was trying to teach him. He's a troubled teen in recovery. OK. Say it: BEEN THERE, DONE THAT! So instead of throwing him out of the conference room, I quietly got up and told him we could continue when he was ready. We continued about an hour later, and everything was fine. I did receive a comment saying that I handled that very well.

What I'm finding is this: I deal with so many of the issues with my heart, rather than what I have been taught in school. The pros and experts tell me to deal with certain issues by certain criteria, although I have to sort between the heart and head decisions. And as my friend Jeff has told me many times, sometimes you have to go with what you feel is right. That fine line is not always such a fine line. I did not make myself clear here.

Mom and I will be leaving for New Jersey on July 6 for 12 days. I'm looking forward to that. A little time away will be a welcome change.

So as you can see, I have been busy, but I am enjoying being busy. I am still a part-time server, and I will be working tonight. My biggest challenge right now is to get David to take a couple of days off.

Someone commented to me that my writing reflects exhaustion because there is no emotion in my writing. That may be true. I'll see if I can change that. Golly gee. Whoa. Look at the cock on that horse. Maybe that's why they call it a horse cock! I sound like Jamie on Mythbusters. I don't have a mustache but I need a shave. Sexy bitch!

I can't believe my nephew Yankee Doodle will be 3 years old on the 4th of July! He has brought me so much happiness. He got through the terrible 2's without incident, and now he's a real little human being. He's not a baby anymore; he's a little boy. He's the big brother. Where has the time gone?

And if you are a dad or will be celebrating Fathers Day tomorrow, enjoy a happy and safe day.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Crawling from under the rock...

I began typing this blog offline, and it has been awaiting further updates for a month. I decided to put the finishing touches on this blog before the weekend, and add that I did not spend the day as billions of the world's population did today.

I made a futile attempt to check my old Myspace account with no luck. I now know why Myspace has died on the vine. As I was creating a Facebook account, I realized that all the information they were culling from me was going to serve one purpose, and I didn't want to play their game. Some tell me I have an undue sense of online paranoia; others tell me I'm being smart. Whom shall I believe? For now, all I want to do is stay as low profile as I possibly can.

I had promised a friend that I would post a blog update before my birthday. I intended to live up to that promise, as I began this post on the 26th, but I ended up posting the prior blog post shortly before the bell struck 23. Your move, Jeff.

It felt good to me, sitting at the computer on a day off, or at least the afternoon off. The family treated me like King Shit for my birthday. I don't care much to be the center of attention, and having "Happy birthday" sung to me makes me blush. It was a nice day, and I was glad to share it with those closest to me.

In catching up on what is new...or not so new, let me first start out by saying that everything and everyone is fine. My absence from the net has not been due to any illness or bad news. Imagine it! No bad news, especially during this time of earthquake, tsunami, tornado, war and economic ruin. I'm working very hard to amass the credits to fulfill the requirements of my master's degree. I had hoped to cram everything into a one-year battle royal, but I've decided that both my brain and body would not be fit enough to show up at work after that. However, I'm loving the challenge.

I'm working at the rehab center three to five days a week. My hours are erratic, since I'm working around my school schedule, itself also erratic. I'm trying very hard to leave the problems of the Center back there, but I have found that I bring them home. I understand this to be a real problem, and it's one that I'm being trained to deal with. I'm enjoying the teaching aspect, as I work one-on-one, or group classes. I have developed an excellent rapport with the residents at the Center. They confide in me, and they ask me a lot of questions based on my experiences. It's great to share. There are days when I come home feeling like I accomplished something and made a difference in someone's life. Still, there are other days when I feel as though I fell into a hole and couldn't climb out. I'm learning to take each day as it comes.

My niece Amanda Christine was born on January 15, 2011. Ethan does not leave her side. He's so protective of her. She cries more than Ethan did. A few times when I picked her up she looked at me with a "WTF" expression. I find it very amusing. I get the same look from David...and my mother!

David is fine. He wants to plan a birthday getaway for me, but it will have to wait until after Mothers Day. We did escape for an impromptu evening and night at the condo last week. I looked like I had been through hell, so he took me away, where I could take a nice long shower, get comfortable, and allow him to pamper me. He loves doing that, and I never complain.

Today was a fine end of the week. I received compliments on my patience and diplomacy. I don't recall studying either in school, but I'll take the kudos graciously. I'm taking Mom out to dinner, and I hope to be able to sleep in tomorrow.

It's now time for a shower and a change of clothes. Tonight I get served; tomorrow I'm the server.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

I lived up to my promise...with 4 minutes to spare.


I have been typing a blog offline. I promised to post it before my birthday. My birthday will be at 7:45. It's 7:42.

I will post tomorrow. I'm enjoying a relaxed day.

Where's the cake?

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Contrary to popular belief...

I am alive and well. My tendency or desires or whatever word you might insert write in my blog have been shadowed by all of the many wonderful life-altering tasks at hand. I have begun a blog post that talks about life issues, such as my new niece, my brother's antique car, my nephew's growing up process, visits with my father, my sister's engagement...and the many challenges facing me as I continue my education and job training. I am still going to be focusing on "education", while at the same time working with rehabilitation. I've been told I'm a perfect match for such a job in the very rehab center that turned my life around, what seems to be a lifetime ago. I am off tonight. David is working. I am busy, believe it or not, doing my tax return. Help! I don't like to make promises I can't keep, but I will make a vow to complete that post and put it here. I might put something more here later today. I'm here...I'm alive...and life is great. Thanks for reading and thanks for your being the faithful reader(s) you have been.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Writing with a kid on my lap...

I wanted to write something before our Sunday dinner. Let's see how far I can get. The whole family is here. A little boy with loving eyes refuses to give me any alone time...and I love it.

I'm told that when your life is busy you lose all sense of time. Such is my life. I've had my six hands full for the past several months, and I'm enjoying everything I'm doing. I haven't been very good at posting in my blog, but as I have said several times in the past, I will do my best to remedy that.

I have been spending a lot of time working at the rehab center, where I will become a full-time intervention counselor when my schooling qualifications are met. I will be involved in teaching, too. While the center maintains strict standards for intervention and rehabilitation, it seems that there are loose guidelines at times, mostly because every person who enters the center is an individual. I am understandably excited about the time I'm spending there, and even more excited about the prospect of working there. It's payback time. I've grown fond of a volunteer, who happens to remind me of another volunteer who changed my life, and he says, "I hope to make a difference in one hug at a time." Amen to that.

I'm also involved with a little light reading, such as "Suicidal Tendencies in Adolescents - Knowing the Signs" or other gut wrenching reading. Understandably, I've put this first in my life. I do have time for play, however.

I do get to work from time to time, but I have begun to cherish the weekends. David and I do enjoy our time together, and we recently spent a very cold week at the condo on the beach. He threw another log on the fire, and we snuggled. But there's no fireplace. :D

I spent a week at my father's home in Phoenix before Christmas. We had a very nice visit. His wife insisted on making sure I gained five pounds before I left. I think she achieved her goal.

Christmas was very nice. It was nice to be home for Christmas, as I recall prior years spent at Habitat for Humanity, and in Bali. I had a lot to think about, and I had a lot to be thankful for. Being with family during the Christmas season was a reminder of what Christmas is all about.

I had to deal with a minor eye infection in my right eye recently, which meant I had to wear my glasses. For once in my life I missed my contacts. How do people wear glasses, anyway? I always find myself pushing them up my nose like a geek. I sat behind a boy in sixth grade who spent half his waking hours pushing his glasses up his nose. His name was Artie, and I kept referring to myself as Artie. By the way, Artie is a 22-year-old millionaire now, drawing cartoons for various publications like children's books and advertising media. But I digress...I took eye drops, which I swore I could taste. I deal.

I'm about to become an uncle for the second time. The baby, a girl, is due on January 18. It's hard to think of Ethan as the big brother.

I need to stop writing this. Ethan is on my lap, and we need to go to the bathroom. I haven't forgotten to write. I will do my best to write as often as I can. Thank you for understanding. Is something warm running down my leg? Ethan?

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

I just went into Myspace, and I couldn't sort it all out. The new format has me completely baffled, so I will make an attempt to do something with my now dormant account soon. I'm not sure if anybody checks Myspace anymore, but I will keep it around.

My time has been taken up with so many things. For once in my life the things that are taking up all of my time are enjoyable ones. I'm happy about that. I will try to fill you in the best I can.

I can remember the attitude and the excuses. I also remember the feeling of helplessness, and how it affects your whole life. I'm talking, of course, about the teenagers in rehab. I can now say that I've seen it from both sides. It isn't easier for me, observing, than it was for me as a participant. My participation will be in the form of support and encouragement. I am so looking forward to the day when I can work with teenagers who are going through exactly what I went through. I walked the same grounds I did several years ago. I've had the opportunity to work with individuals who, like me, threw their lives into the wind, hoping to end up anywhere else but alive. It doesn't surprise me, either, that the majority of these teens are from upper-class income families. When people think about substance abuse rehabilitation, we think about the inner city. That is not the case here. These are the Hollywood brats. The stories they tell go from frightening to the sublime. Some of their stories have a painful familiarity. But I am the one who can look them in their eyes and tell them that I know exactly what they're going through. I believe that will help. I have also developed a rapport with several of the teenagers. I am so grateful for this opportunity to substantiate my belief that I can be useful in this field. The teaching part will be easy. The counseling part will be part bookwork and experience. I've been told to allow the experience to complement the bookwork, but it should never overrule it. I will keep that in mind.

I'll be back in school in January. I'm still sorting out the minor details, such as how many classes and how many hours per day. I will do what I can do.

I also work as much as I can. You might be wondering if I have any spare time at all. I do, but I have been doing a lot of preliminary studying, preparing for school and supplementing what I'm learning at the center. And don't think I never get out of bed not in the mood to deal with people who are angry at the world.

Other than all that, there's little to report. I'm still here. I'm busy, but everything is good. I'll do my best to post when I can. Thanks for reading.