Sooooo, I haven't blogged for a while, but that's because I couldn't remember my pass word! Any ways, here I am! We fed the missionaries tonight, it seems like forever! But it has only been a month.I don't even remember signing up to do so, but I'm glad we did. They bring such a sweet spirit with them when they come into our home! I didn't even realize that I needed to feel that spirit, until I felt it!Despite the fact that the boys were being boys, (burping during the prayer, making sloshing sounds with their stomachs etc.) It was a really great visit. Makes me miss being a missionary, and feeling that same spirit more often. I guess I have a lot to do! As I said, so much has happened since I LAST BLOGGED, OR WHATEVER YOU WISH TO CALL MY RAMBLINGS! Oops! looks like I hit the caps lock! At the end of last month/beginning of this month, I felt really stressed out. I took some time to myself and visited some friends and some family in Arizona and Las Vegas. I was gone for about two weeks.My sisters were gathering in Arizona, so I rented a car and drove to Vegas, (in one day, not recommended!). The next day, I went to Arizona with my sister Sheryl, and my nephew's girlfriend.For the most part, Arizona was a good time. Two of my sister's had a tiff with each other, which kind of sucked, but at least it wasn't with me. (this time anyway! ) I also got to see my friend Rosie Hawkins. She's a fun gal, I miss her! She has three kids like myself, and is crazy like myself! I guess that's why we are friends! ;) I then traveled back to Vegas, stayed with my sister, visited more family, and saw a childhood friend Kate. It was like we had never been apart! We were so comfortable with each other, just like when we were growing up. We were pretty inseperatable! Good times! I made my way to Portland my last few day's out, only to hear that the friend I was going to visit was sick, so I drove straight for home. So, I went home a few days early to find my house a mess. Apparently, I wasn't gone long enough! :P Things are back to normal now. Back to the ol grind. I think I would like to get a job. I am just too bored, and the extra money would be nice. I just want my own money, so I can save for a newer vehicle, and money just because! Well, there you have it, hopefully, I won't forget my pass word again! Until next time.........

Thoughts

" So often times it happens that we live our live in chains, and we never know we have the key."
                                                                                                                    The Eagles

oops! I put ppd, instead of pdd! big difference, makes more sense now! ;)http://fxn.ws/10Yy4tE here is an article I found, that if you know Jake, will understand which traits fit him. If you don't, He has normal language development, and does well in school, with  exceptions, such as,Like many children with autism, Timmy had difficulty with social cues as he grew up. He struggled to understand whether or not someone was telling a joke or being literal, and he often ended up feeling like he was being attacked or teased. It's a good article, I hope it helps to better understand Jakob! :)

Ok, so here I go. I didn't have such a great start this morning, so I decided I needed a place where I could share my joys as well as disappointments without sharing my world to everyone on fb. I knew I would sometimes just need to vent, so, If you do not wish to read about my occasional rantings, then this blog is not for you! With that said, I will tell you about my morning! My middle son has been diagnosed with PPD- NOS, which means pervasive developmental disorder ( not otherwise specified), which in plain english means he is in the Autism spectrum. He doesn't have all the signs of Autism, or Asbergers,  hence his diagnosis. He has the poor social skills, and often misunderstands social cues. This has made school a challenge for him, especially, since it has taken a while to find a diagnosis for him. We find a place in the Tri-Cities called Responding to Autism center.We are excited to have found a place semi-close to take him to to help with his issues. The problem is, getting him to cooperate without a struggle is a real challenge.Because of his issues, he doesn't understand that we are trying to help him. He thinks we are picking on him. Not only did I have to force him in the vehicle, where he then threw whatever he could grab at me, he finally settles down. UNTIL we get there. Then he refuses to get out, I had to physically get him out, and then lock the door, so he can't get back in. I go inside and ask for help. A lady comes out, really couldn't help me, so I chase him down. I had to sit him on my lap and try to restrain him, because he will bolt as soon as I let go. So, he then starts kicking and hitting me, which is not something he has done before to me. He has hit teacher's and students before, but never me. As you can imagine, this is not sitting well with me. The lady comes back out, tries to help me calm him down, to no avail. Alas,she unlocks my car for me, and tells us to go home. By now, I am so upset, I can barely breathe! My son threatens to break the car window, and throws more stuff! I cry all the way home, doing 75m.p.h and it proceeds to rain! Not a good combo! We make it home, I calm down, then I call my husband and proceed to cry some more. Being the good man he is, my hubby surprises me with lunch AND chocolate! He loves me! Anyways, I don't intend for this to be a completely depressing blog, I just need a space to get my frustrations, joys, and all else a place to be. After all, it's not good to hold things in.