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November: My first day off from school! ASHA! Professor X’s birthday! It is promising to be a good month! I have included my “warm up” and homework activities within the lesson plans. I have added new lesson plans for Articulation (divided by age level). I have divided my social skills lessons into age levels/functional levels….
It is very hard work to be a good dad under any circumstances. But when you are literally crippled by pain day in and out for years, hazed by medical conditions, and unable to work or even sit for more than an hour, it is REALLY difficult. And yet, even with all the cards stacked…
Dear Your Honor, The last time I wrote to you it was to state my husband’s history of chronic disability and illness. You (and the entire system) has yet again denied his plea for disability. I read your 16+ page statement as to why his disability claim was not approved (again) and really wish I…
November is one of my favorite months of the year! Not only is it Professor X’s birthday, but the leaves are just so beautiful around here in November! Plus, there is pumpkin pie, pumpkin lattes, pumpkin bread… (you get the idea). I have a plethora of Speech and Language activities that are great for November…
A letter to the judge regarding my husband’s upcoming disability hearing: I am writing this letter in regards to my husband, Professor X, who has become quite disabled in the last 10+ years. I have been married to and lived with Professor X for over 16 years. We have two children together through adoption,…
A poem in honor of Professor X, inspired by Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham. I-am-pain. Pain-I-am. That Pain-I-am That awful pain! I do not like Its horrid drain. Do you like Relentless pain? I do not like overwhelming Chronic pain. Nor feeling like Impaled with my cane. I do not like it Here or…
Disclaimer: This post contains affiliate links. I have to admit, I’ve been using less and less traditional games in my speech room in the last few years. I have a huge rolling cabinet full of them. However, they mostly just sit there. Why? I’ve found that with many of the games we get too little…
I was a Coupon Queen. Not just a queen. THE queen. For several years, it was a part of my identify. I took pride in knowing that I got the best deals around. Period. I would never pay full price and in fact was upset if my receipt did not say that I’d saved at…
I am about to post a vent and a rage. A sob and a woe-is-me. But I have to get if off my chest. Please stop reading immediately if you have negative things to say about this or what I have to say, because that is NOT what I need to hear right now. How…
I’m not a huge Valentine’s fan. Don’t get me wrong, I loves me some chocolate. But Professor X and I don’t go out and do anything. No romantic get aways. No romantic candle-lit dinners. I’ve forbidden flowers. When he is feeling well enough, he does do some special things for me. This year I…
My children finished school for the year today. Professor X has to solo parent until I am done next week. What will that mean? Today’s post is taken directly from Professor X’s status update a few weeks ago: In 2011, my chronic pain issues were pretty stable; so far as we could tell, I was…
Disclaimer: This post contains Amazon affiliate links. I’ve had quite a productive spring break! I painted a room. Sick of the pink shade my last beige paint turned out to be. Attended an off-Broadway musical. Christmas gift from Professor X. Went to The Hunger Games movies. Twice. Am seriously considering taking some archery lessons. Re-listened…
Professor X is the best Valentine. On one of our first Valentine’s he purchased me a Christmas CD. Today he purchased a song for me that I told him about the other day. A break-up song. He’s such a romantic . 😉 Have you heard and listened to it yet? Amazing! Reminds me of when…
Last Saturday, a 10 year old former student of mine suddenly passed away. I attended his funeral today. Last Saturday, the body of a very local girl exactly Marvel Girl’s age was found after she had been missing for a week. Last Saturday, 49 people squished into my home for an Asian New Year’s party…
