my messy mind

this morning i thought i might try to put a little (okay, not so little) belt around my waist… you know, in that 80′s style like we used to do… remember the chain belts? and we would wear them over a t-shirt then blouse the t-shirt around the belt… it was one of those fashions that us chubby girls used a lot… sort of trying to camouflage the extra junk …. so anyway…. yeah, i couldn’t find my waist…. how messed up is that? so no belt… just a big baggy t-shirt that makes me look a bit bigger than

i’m on my first cup o java this morning…. maybe not the best time to be typing here ha! last night we ran out to Fry’s because they have 16GB thumb drives on sale for $10…woot! i got one… and some pens and some new ear buds for coach… he has been through i don’t know how many pairs of ear buds – i keep telling him if he’d turn down that raucous johnny cash and hank williams the little speakers would last a bit longer. he just doesn’t pay attention to me though… ha! anyway, on the way to

last night when coach came home, i had expected that things were going to be a bit down and rugged. but they weren’t… he’s handling this all way better than i am LOL i don’t understand it at all… but he said it’s the way things are in the world of coaching… fair or not… when they go into the profession they know from the get go that this happens… and he had a sense of relief about him… it was a nice evening. we cruised the job boards filling out applications… in the meantime, he got a phone call

yeah, so… coach is no longer a coach at LBJ High School in Austin, TX…. it seems that the new head coach has decided after all that he’s going to be bringing in his own coaches…. this comes after he said he wasn’t going to do that… when he arrived he assured all of them that he would not be “cleaning house”… whatever appreciate the honesty dude he was hired because of his discipline policy, which is not a bad thing… but right out of the gate he’s dishonest with the coaching staff… less than 6 weeks in and he’s

there aren’t any words of wisdom or great insights to the world of neurologic disorders… only that there is some road they call acceptance (i personally haven’t found it yet- i don’t think) that we are supposed to travel. i think the end of that road is a place called “new normal”. there are times when i think i have may found it and turned the right way at that stop sign…but then i find out that, NOPE, not the right road or the right turn… and i turn around and go back… i thought i had visited “new normal”