Mr. Cool

This guy

may be my favorite all time Television character. The writers for his dialogue must be brilliant. Not only do they come up with hysterical commentary to be spoken between him and his friends, they also completely nail the super genius, quirky, anti-social, but somehow adorable personality of someone with Asberger's Syndrome. I watch him every Monday night on The Big Bang Theory, and laugh until I cry. No, I am not laughing at him, I am laughing with him and every other person who doesn't quite "fit" into the social categories of our world, but instead beautifully creates their own.

Living The Life

I have generally considered myself to be the antonym of organization, although going back to work full time has inspired me to improve. Nothing inspires change quite like absolute necessity. But I have a problem, when the rest of life gets busy, hectic, frankly insane, I slowly shed all the other parts of life that probably still need to be priorities like prayer, scripture, being nice, smiling.... you know little things, choosing instead to completely embrace a robotic existence of shower, coffee, kids, work, dinner, clean, sleep, rinse repeat. This has not proven to be the most positive of changes. I'm getting more done, however, I'm a bitch.

I had literally just sat down to check some emails and scream this post into existence. (Anyone who reads my blog knows that sometimes its where I just air it all out!) When an email from my sister-in-law caught my eye. She forwarded me the post from a man whose sister has an autistic son. It was a beautifully written reminder that life and servanthood are a gift from God, and that the things we do for others and how we handle life, stress and obstacles teaches everyone around us something (I did mention something about being a bitch right?) I constantly tell my kids to have a happy heart, why in the world would they? I don't. I am teaching them to survive life, not live it.

I have faced harder things than my current state of busyness and exaustion, and I did it with much more grace and faith. God is telling me to get a grip and smile. To leave the dishes and hug my kids and to remember that my life is a lesson to those around me but I have to choose what they are being taught.

The Great Election

To be honest, about this time each election year I start to loathe the very thought of presidential anything. Sickened by the mudslinging, and greasy politics, I shirk into political denial giving some lip-service to the candidate of my choice, but mostly hoping that somehow time will speed up and the process will end.

But not this time. While I am not ready to commit 100% to a candidate, for the first time I can remember, I AM EXCITED! This election is groundbreaking, and I can't wait to see the outcome. No matter what the outcome, America is headed for change. The kind of changes that our parents thought unlikely and our grandparents considered unthinkable. I also believe that both candidates, while obviously having different points of view, see the need for a new kind of president and will try to offer that to us.

No matter what happens I intend to wake my children up the day after the election and say, "Guess what? For the first time in the history of America a _________ was elected to the white house, and you are seeing it first hand. You should be proud of your country today."

I can't wait.

Identity Crisis

I'm having an identity crisis....with my blog. I cannot decide what I want it to look like, and I don't have any more time to think about it!

I made it through my first week back at work. The kids made it through their first week back at school (note my complete lack of pictures). The week was very enjoyable. The kids in my class have already touched my heart..... and I am exhausted! But in a good way! (Although I did have two very large beers a few minutes ago.)

The best part of my week has been giving my own kids quick hugs at the water fountain... or a high five in the hallway. They really seemed to make it through their week without the usual midweek meltdowns.

Did I mention that I'm exhausted? 5:00 a.m. sucks, all you morning people have issues... and coffee is my best friend. Amen.

My oldest performed with her cheerleading squad at the Football kickoff this week... and can I just say SHE ROCKS!

My middle started his school therapy and getting some extra help a few times a day and for the first time seems to be responding to school... and telling us about his day. I can't believe the changes I've seen in him just in the last few days!

My baby is so happy about her class and loves her teacher, and has spent her week giving aid to a blind girl in her class. I watched her stand in line at the restrooms letting this little girl feel her hair and face and shoulders and then lead her into the restrooms....I almost cried. Proud doesn't even begin to cover it!

So the week is over. I going to sleep in tomorrow... right after one more beer!

WOW!

I can not believe how proud I am of someone I don't even know. I have yelled and cheered and almost cried in honor of this young man.

He has proven that hard work and determination can rule the day!

My New Look

Inspired by others (Jae and A), I acquired a new look for my blog. It was either change my blog or change my hair.......

My hubby will be so happy with my choice.