i have lived most all my adult life in the lower 1/2 of the socioeconomic scale… just above the poverty line and somewhere in the classification that some would refer to as white trash lol
i’m not trashy… i know that… i say it with great sarcasm!
we’re pretty broke and i’m thinking i need to get a nice piece of worn out cardboard and some crayons… make me a sign and hit the corner. there’s not too much competition out here in the valley. so far i’ve only come across one beggar guy… he’s got a good corner but he’s pretty far outside the city limits… i’m thinking if i head more into town, maybe near the university campus – i wouldn’t be infringing on his business and maybe i could make a buck or two… now i just need to come with something clever to write on my cardboard sign… something that would inspire people to dig down into their pockets and throw a bit of loose change my way… i’m open for suggestions!
i wonder if that would count as income or a job? if so, i might have to think twice because i don’t want anything to interfere with my disability application!
tonight prepared one of my favorite low-income, cars up on blocks, 15 dogs and a rooster in the yard meals…. hamburger helper! we had the cheeseburger variety tonight and it was quite tasty… my only complaint would be that the package of pasta was pretty skimpy… sheesh! the least they could do is load a person up with useless pasta carbs… keeps the belly fuller for longer…
so my solution? i cracked open the spaghetti noodles and broke them into small pieces – about 1-2 inches in length and added an extra cup of water to the contents listed on the package. turned out quite nice! we licked the skillet clean
i’m thinking some fishsticks and macaroni will be on the menu soon ha! that takes me back to the days of being a young single mom… i remember ashley getting so sick of fishsticks and macaroni…. one time she was sitting at the table pushing her sticks around and she looked at me…with big sad, yet hopeful eyes “mom, i would just love to have a big ol juicy steak with a baked potato”… i felt so freakin guilty… like a total shit…
so the next day i found a magazine and cut out some pictures of a lovely steak/potato dinner… i taped it down on her placemat and served it to her…. (don’t worry, she thought it was great) (and i had a taco salad in the oven waiting for her)
today was nice… temps were in the mid 80′s all day. burr!
i took coach to work this morning. it was looking pretty much like it would downpour at any moment and i didn’t want him to be out on the scooter risking getting caught in the rain again. i met some of the other coaches…they seem like a pretty nice group of 12 year olds lol ok not really… they are all grown men… physically and chronologically… but other than that? 12 year olds. coach fits right in
i spent some time on skype with addi kay the other night… she’s the youngest grandgirl. she’s 2 going on 23. and an absolute hoot! her hand is looking pretty good and healing up nicely… all shiny pink… she let me know that when dad is cooking noooooddles, it’s not good to touch the stove ha! when she says noodles, she says it just like i typed it up there… and she purses her mouth in a little “o”… funny shit
i watched “the talk” today… jack osborne (i haven’t read the linked interview yet) was on there talking about his new dx of MS. i feel for him. he seems to have a pretty good handle on it considering he found out 6 weeks ago. but his girl? mmm not so much. she basically kept saying “oh he’s fine”… one of the hosts was talking to him about stress, new baby, engaged, etc…. they were asking him if that was having an impact on his MS…. the girl cut him off and basically said “there’s too much to do for him to worry about the MS – diapers to change, appointments to keep, things to do, places to go” – me thinks that girl is in for a rude awakening one of these days soon.
that’s all i’ve got for now… i have some things i’ve been thinking on from that book i just finished (tuesdays with morrie)… i imagine i’ll be writing a bit about it all when i figure it out and get it straight in this mind of mine…