Category Archives: Humor & History

The Truth about Yes” & “No”

A few weeks ago our little family ventured beyond the boundary of SWFL.  I know: it’s hard to believe.  We are trying to become more active as Riley becomes healthier and we have more energy and time to explore.  Our adventure took us to the Tampa Bay Aquarium where we met up with Miss Jessica, Riley’s 2013-14 ESE teacher, and met her beautiful one year old son for the first time.
Seeing her reminded me how one determined teacher with a mission can make a difference in the life of a child and their family.  This is especially true for children with learning disabilities.  Miss Jessica taught Riley to signal “yes” and “no!” Riley could communicate!

A Guide to Holiday Routine

A Guide to Holiday Routine (sucks but doesn’t suck)…
(subtitle ‘Tis the Season)

Routine will help you survive… Routine normally sucks. Every day the same. Know the schedule on the caregiving, medications, therapies, bedtime/awake time, naps (yeah, right!) … Routine kills me. As a former adrenalin junkie/Generation Whatever… But, routine can help for the holidays. Spend your time with the same people and in the same places: Rule #1

Improv

Ronan and I ventured out with friends to an evening of Improv at Center for the Arts of Bonita Springs

Breathing Just Fine

She started out the day all confidence with a great big smile that drew Riley and I toward the school bus. As she struggled to lower the wheelchair lift, Riley’s bus attendant introduced herself to Riley ignoring the fact that he was not yet noticing her. I knew he would eventually warm to her as he figured out that he would be going to ESY (Extended School Year). The bus driver appeared in the open doorway to greet Riley and secure him safely on bus 27125.

HAPPY VD (PLUS 1 ?!)

I refer to Valentines Day as “VD”… “Happy VD”  … I wish you a wonderful VD…   Don’t forget about VD…This time of year has not proven to be my best time of the year… Let’s see…

I can’t make this sh*t up!

Sometimes I feel like there is no one in the world that understands how my life works.  Surely if there were more people who understood the ins and outs of daily life for people like me, more people would be considerate… right?

I have to tell you a story about a time I went to St. Augustine.

Subdivision Circle

Working for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleeping
Worrying ’bout the way things might have been

Big wheel, keep on turning
Proud Mary, keep on burning
Rolling, rolling, rolling on the SUBDIVISION CIRCLE 🙂

John

from Rolling on the River

Bolt On

My 13-year old son Alex slams shut our bedroom door just short of 8 a.m. Something tells me to get up. I don’t, though, and a few minutes later I hear a door shut in the hall outside our apartment. That slam I’ve heard before. The stairwell of our building is across the hall; all you can say is that Alex has never left our apartment building.

Two of a Kind

To my son Alex I give the command typically heard on a school morning: “Put on pants, socks and shoes.”

There’s this thing about the socks. Most people wear a pair that resemble each other. Alex doesn’t.

Chow Down

“Alex, dinner!” might sound like an echo across normal backyards the land over, except in our house it’s followed, every evening, by “Here are your hot dogs, Alex.” Hot dogs sliced by the width, about a half-inch a slice, and they have to be Hebrew Nationals because if you use any other brand you’re not fooling anybody.

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