happy thanksgiving a day late

and so it goes, another year to think of, reflect upon, and decide what to be thankful for. thanks for reading this piss poor blog. i don't update it often. used to. not sure what happened there. bored i guess. so i have to decide on the rest of my life. this week/month it's been career ideas. i want to do so many things, i'm trying to narrow it down to less than 5.

-go back to school and get PhD-autism spectrum disorders focus (looking at U of Buffalo and U of Pittsburgh as well as UNC)

-go back to school and get EdD (not sure where)

-try to get a position at TEACCH in the mountains, then maybe back to school

-keep my business and really get it to where it could be, therapy focus

-keep my business and divide the focus on therapy and consulting
(schools/daycares/families trying to decide on what route to take therapeutically)

-keep the business and turn it into a school, possibly a charter school

-stay where i am and pretend to like it

-move to some random place (like i did to NC....) and start it all over

-move home near Niagara Falls, perhaps start business there or get position as SLP in a specialized program already up and running

-become professional muse (i think i'd be good at that, or so i've been told)

-start raising beagles and open an art/music/animal therapy center somewhere in the mountains or western NY

-go back to Dariy Queen

Any ideas from anyone will be considered. as long as they are not mean.

i hope everyone's thanksgiving day was all it could be, full of happiness, peace, and great ideas.

xo

a pic or two

Here I am while babysitting my friend's daughter. I have her in my "over-the-shoulder-baby-holder" and loving every minute of it. Isn't she adorable???






This is my doberdog with some suicide prevention. Nah, she had some injuries to her heel pads, they got scraped somehow. I don't know, I wasn't there. She can get those bandages off in about 3 minutes if i'm not watching. silly girl. I love how she sits.











And here is my son, black power ranger, for halloween. We don't watch the show, but i let him get the outfit. We shopped and looked at catalogs for weeks negotiating pros and cons of each costume, and he wanted this. so when it came in the mail a few weeks ago, i let him wear it. he put that thing on daily after school and played for hours. not violent either. i don't like to delay gratification all the time. what's the sense. he'll wear it much more i'm sure, like he does his other hero suits!

an actual unretouched post

as i sit here contemplating what the hell to write, i realize that it's been one heck of a long time since i've actually written something to read. i've become quite good at quizzes, friday's feasts, and the like. just dipping toes in depth of personality, but not getting to the meat. or tofu. or aduki beans, whatever the hell you like. maybe i like to think i like revealing myself, but i really don't. maybe i think that i'm interesting, but i'm really not. not trying to invite comments here, really. i am just as interesting as the next girl or fella, i know. but anyways.

maybe i don't know what to write. maybe i am thinking too much of what someone might want to read. maybe not. i've never felt so torn in all my life as i have in the past year and a half. i used to be a split second decision maker. move to nc, check. have the baby, check. go to grad school, check. all the biggies were made quickly. now, i have a biggie to make and i feel so stuck, because i'm not thinking of me, but of others. since when is it supposed to be disabling to consider the wants/needs/emotions of others? or is it a complete misinterpretation of what i might be considering? no. i've asked. i know the conditions. (screaming and tantruming, on the inside-of course!)

i just tried to post a pic or two from the memory stick, but it won't appear on my computer. time to fix it. grrr.

things are otherwise going well. went home this past weekend, had a fabulous time with an amazing person. spent quality time and ate spicy as hell thai. no negatives that i can think of.

ready for those mountains. they are callin!