Those who give you a serpent

July 31, 2008 at 12:55 am (journal) (, )

I can’t help but reflect on something my therapist gave me last night.

It was a quote that I found out today is by Kahlil Gibran.

 

Those who give you a serpent when you ask for a fish, may have nothing but serpents to give. It is then generosity on their part.

 

How such a strange saying can be so vital. The essence of a person may be all that they have to give you and that may not be what you asked for. In fact they may be giving you something that is damaging.

 

In my life there are many serpents that were given to me when I asked for fish. There were times that I wanted something but got the opposite from people. They gave me what they had to give. There is nothing wrong with that, really. We give to people what we have.

 

When someone asks me for love, happiness, or fish, I hope that I can provide that for them. My hope is to not be the person that gives a serpent. Should we go further with this and wonder what is inside people’s heart? Nah.

 

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WoW, I Can Get . . . .

July 29, 2008 at 3:32 am (journal) (, , )

I called on the phone and . . . . . . . . . . . .

Thank good ness for the InterWeb. Ha.

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Wow, I can get Sexual too

July 29, 2008 at 1:45 am (journal) (, , , , )

OK, so, have you ever had this song in your head that would not leave. A guy at work today told me about the Robert Palmer that was stuck in his head. We are from that now, if you know the title of the song mentined here.

Over the weekend I was on Youtube, going from one thing to another. I finished watching a Jack Black video and then went to the right to the related videos. This video started with chipmunk voice and the person in the video moving fast. The song was catchy but I could tell it wasn’t the original. There were a few tributes to this song in chipmunk voice. Why?

I then clicked on what turned out to be the original; Say Anthing’s song, Wow, I can Get Sexual Too. It started out much slower. Very catchy.

Today I wanted to here that song again. Isn’t that weird, to want to hear such a weird song over and over again until you are tired of hearing it. What is it with this song. It’s strange, catchy, and very likable. Even though there are many things mentioned in the song that would make a rabbi blush, it’s funny. Everyone should listen to this song and then decide.

I don’t know why they don’t play this on the radio. Well, the crappy non-HD radio I have does not get any stations that would play this song, or this group for that matter. Maybe you have to have more technology; satellite or something like that.

I went to the bands website http://www.sayanythingmusic.com/home to listen to Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too over and over. Please go to the listen tab and then report back about what the heck makes this such a good song. It baffles me and I want more. I have probably played a dozen times so far today.

This song tugs at my younger side. Maybe that’s it. This song is suited to the young people, or young at heart. Wait a minute. I am old enough for this stuff but now I don’t want my kids listening to this. Is this what all the young kids are listening to? Great.

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Blessing 7-24

July 25, 2008 at 6:43 pm (Work, journal) (, , , )

7-24-08

I found a nickel today in the bathroom.

I picked it up.

I put it in my pocket.

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Blessings

July 24, 2008 at 2:05 am (Work, journal) (, , , )

Yesterday I went to the vending machine to get a snack. I stared at the machine for a long time. The decision about what to get had a lot to do with the amount of money I had. I had .65. Some of the big stuff costs .75, like the pies. I really wanted a pie. What was I to do? I chose a chocolate wafer that cost .65. I put a dime in the machine, then the quarter.

Something caught my attention at the top of the machine. It looked like the wraper to a Mrs Bairds pie. I stopped putting money in the machine and reached for what was on top of the machine. To my surprise it was a Mrs Bairds apple pie, my favorite. And to top it off, there was a second one. Amazing that exactly what I was wanting presented itself to me. Well, what to do now?

When you are blessed with two Mrs Bairds apple pies from on top the vending machine you check the dates first to see if it is still edible; good. Then you check to see if someone is watching to play a joke on you, no. Then you see if the new security cameras not only went outside but also included one inside the break room, no. Wow, all checks are good, so I took the pies. yeah, either my luck has gotten good or I am that dumb to take two pies that are just laid out for anyone to get. i would be even more dumb to eat them.

And I thought about the scenarios. Did someone buy these and then leave them by accident? That would be really stupid. Maybe the vending machine attendant left them by accident. He needs to  be fired.

My luck is turning up. So, one pie for yesterday and one for today. And I finished buying the sugar wafer, because those are my next favorite. Saving that for tomorrow.

Another blessing was laying in front of me today. I was walking to the bathroom when I noticed something out of place on the ground. The out of place thing was a dollar bill. Yes, a real dollar bill.  Of course I picked the dollar bill up because the blessings are being heaped upon me and I am not going to reject them. This place is turning lucky? No. I will expound upon that later.

The pies have 460 calories.

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I will be fine

July 18, 2008 at 1:46 am (journal) (, , )

Before I leave work for the weekend I have to pause for a moment to think.

Denise is already gone to her convention. I am going home to take care of the kids while she is gone. I start today off by taking David to the doctor. They want to know what is growing in his ears.

I will be alone. Physically. Left to myself.

I will be fine.

I will find good things to occupy my time besides allowing the weeds to creep into my mind. The blackness that sometimes consumes me will be a fight. Let’s face it.  The weeds creep slowly but I will be a good gardener.

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the 4th- yeah, I’m late, big deal.

July 17, 2008 at 10:26 pm (journal) (, , , )

  Ah, well isn’t this just sweet. Grandaddy helps administer some first aid to his dog.

yeah, Happy Birthday! and what a patriotic cake.

Cake spitting in ear. It takes better that way. Actually, I really, really want some of that cake right now. It was damn good.

And can’t leave out the other lovely couples. We are going to have another baby in the family.

Annie-Laurie and Steve

 

Zach and his girlfriend, Alea, alia (crap I don’t know how to

spell her name) or anybody’s name.

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Great news. All is not destoyed as previously thought.

July 17, 2008 at 9:33 pm (Down syndrome, garden, journal) (, , , , , )

Great news. All was not lost. Just a new set of batteries is what the camera needed. The ones in the camera as it got watered are rusted. Wow, this was lucky. What a great miracle. Things are good again. in the world. I just have to make sure from now on keep the camera out of reach of my watering boy. All of these pictures were still on the camera that I thought was destroyed. They weren’t.

this is the little culprit-watering boy.

I wonder what she is up to.

Ah, the summertime joy. Devri still has her popsicle. David put his in the pool. The is one of the few times they decided to try to swing each other.

  

And here we go: “Doug’s Bite Size Fruit Garden” – really keep going.

The little seedling is the birth of the pumpkin for the year. They amaze me at how fast they will pop out of the ground, about 3 days and then they get going.

  

See, this is the smallest cantaloupe i have ever grown. The bed they are in is one its first voyage as fruit bearing soil. So, after these are done I will be adding lots of organic stuff to the bed to help it for the next thing.

And Beauty, as David sees her. I guess he took this picture right before he watered the camera. Look at how weird she sits. Thank goodness the camera did not get incapacitated.

  

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Pictures??????

July 17, 2008 at 1:48 am (Down syndrome, garden, journal) (, , )

Well, as David gets more and more adventurous he is taking more risks. I love that he is curious about stuff. I love that he sees me do things and wants to try. Really.

What I don’t love is that he took our little digital camera, the one that I use to upload pictures to my blog, with him when he decided to water the backyard. It wasn’t until I turned off the water hose as it was drenching the window that I saw the camera in the yard. Oh *%@, I said. 

I picked the camera up to see the water bubbled up in the viewfinder. i know David. And I know that when he waters he will soak the heck out of something.

I tried it to see if still worked. Notice there are no pictures up, that should tell you. I took lovely pictures over the weekend. I wanted to show something I call, “Doug’s Bitesize cantaloupe and watermelon patch”. Because all of the fruit is pathetically small, like a bite.

Anyway, maybe it was just the batteries, maybe the camera will dry out and magically work again. Until then, I have no idea when I will be able to post pictures. That sucks.

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Who said

July 12, 2008 at 3:52 am (Down syndrome, journal) (, , )

I have not written actual words in a while. I have posted more pics. I like pictures. Pictures can sometimes tell the story better of a persons life than the words.

I have found a real joy in life lately that touches me deeply. See, when David was born we worried about many things. We wanted David to have a great life. We worried about all the medical things in his little body. We worried about all the physical things in his little body. And we even worried about that brain in his little body. Many people and literature differed on a few things. Some say that children with Down’s Syndrome cannot read. Some say that only a few will. And still others say that you have to really work hard with children with Down’s syndrome to get them to read.

I have my wife and all the teachers at David’s school to thank for the hard work they have put in to help him. The past few days I have been seeing into the world a little better through David’s eyes. I have been able to pause for a moment and listen to hear his voice say the words that he reads. Listening to him is a new joy. I sat on his bed last night as he read to me.  That moment was powerful because I remembered all the worries and fears we had as parents. I remembered that we wanted so much for him. I remembered we feared he might not be able to read like we wanted.

last weekend he read my shirt, the sign on the road, and the newspaper.

David has proven many things wrong about children with Down’s syndrome. We will keep going on that. Unfortunately my little trooper is not feeling so well. This is all leading up to the surgery on the 30th. Same thing last year. His kidney and stuff was bothering him. He got tired more often. I know it is tough for him because he doesn’t tell us how tired he feels or when he just doesn’t feel good.

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