That time of year has come upon us again and passed without incident upon our country. We still have the need to remember the past as much as the need to plan for the future and follow through with the original intent of what’s going on overseas. Despite the fact that there are people out there that would still attempt to bully us to live by their beliefs by killing themselves, their friends, our very own neighbors, and loved ones; WE HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN. WE WILL NOT FORGET.
On Septembers 11th this year, I didn’t post on that day because I was just not in the mood to contemplate the above thought at that time. I spent the better part of two hours in school with the kids I work with explaining what it was that happened that day. It was an overly draining experience to relate and even more draining to try to put it into words they could understand. It's not like how mommy and daddy didn't take care of them. Or how Uncle Pervert molested them or some relative beat on them or treated them poorly. Those are things I can't even begin to fathom in the first place. It was about how people, very BAD people in the simplest of terms, attacked our country. They couldn’t even begin to wrap their minds around it. Hell, I know some adults that still can’t come to terms with the events of that day. And with no uncertainty, the very things that have happened in the lives these kids I work with, the things that brought them to the place they live is about as confounding to me as 9/11. Now there’s a sobering thought.
Whether or not it is right to continue with the tour de force in Iraq, whether or not we entered into the entire fiasco under false pretenses from our illustrious Presidente Estupido, we have a responsibility to finish what we started over there. Pulling out too early in the game makes for… Hmmmm, I suppose if I have to explain to the folks out there using sexual euphemisms it might be amusing! Point being, we gotta finish what we started or we’re gonna leave Iraq as a giant breeding ground for more plane crashing idiots that think they’re truly messengers of Allah. Think of it as mandatory birth control for flaming morons and ass munches. Yeah, that works for me.
Anyhoo, that’s all I have to say about that.
Tammolly ~Pensive… Yes, it actually happens sometimes.
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
I STAB YOU!!!!
Picture this, a lovely autumn display of Halloween decorations and future Thanksgiving type stuff neatly arranged over the salad bar in the cafeteria where I work. I have a warm fuzzy moment looking at the real carrots that are au natural with the green leafy stuff on the end. It’s a picture perfect carrot mind you, something you see in a book and point at to show a child that this is what carrots look like straight out of the ground minus the clumps of dirt!
I am minding the hooligans that are the boys of my unit when all of the sudden I am being stabbed with these cutesy carrots by an angry child because he was given a consequence for not following directions. You know, he was playing with the display decorations and I prompted him to stop and he didn’t want to because I’m stooopid staff. I look at this child calmly and ask what he thought he was doing. He says to me as a matter factly, “I’m stabbing you mother fucker. I’m gonna…” He did not get to finish this statement because I had him wrapped up like a pretzel in a restraint on the nearest wall and crying like a little girl. BOOYAH! Mess with me again little boy. Holy shit it was funny.
Yeah, such is life amongst the mentally challenged and developmentally delayed. My boss quit his job, just didn’t come in one day and a week later I’m noticing he’s not around anymore, the week prior to that he was gone a few days because his wife was in the hospital. AND the week prior to that, he says he’s being deployed in December to go to Iraq. Ah shite that sucks arse. Granted he’s mentioned being unhappy, coming to the realization after five years of service to the company that the only way he’s moving up to a higher position is if someone dies and even then there are people with seniority over him for that position. Sucks to be me! I have applied for the same position now that he’s gone, because all I can think of is who I don’t want to have that job over me and I’m gonna give it my ALL to ensure that it doesn’t happen. C’est la vie. Oh well, 19 hours of overtime this week and I have a few more days before this week is done with and a whole other week of this particular pay cycle. Here’s to me getting the job! =)
Tammolly~ Hoping
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
I am minding the hooligans that are the boys of my unit when all of the sudden I am being stabbed with these cutesy carrots by an angry child because he was given a consequence for not following directions. You know, he was playing with the display decorations and I prompted him to stop and he didn’t want to because I’m stooopid staff. I look at this child calmly and ask what he thought he was doing. He says to me as a matter factly, “I’m stabbing you mother fucker. I’m gonna…” He did not get to finish this statement because I had him wrapped up like a pretzel in a restraint on the nearest wall and crying like a little girl. BOOYAH! Mess with me again little boy. Holy shit it was funny.
Yeah, such is life amongst the mentally challenged and developmentally delayed. My boss quit his job, just didn’t come in one day and a week later I’m noticing he’s not around anymore, the week prior to that he was gone a few days because his wife was in the hospital. AND the week prior to that, he says he’s being deployed in December to go to Iraq. Ah shite that sucks arse. Granted he’s mentioned being unhappy, coming to the realization after five years of service to the company that the only way he’s moving up to a higher position is if someone dies and even then there are people with seniority over him for that position. Sucks to be me! I have applied for the same position now that he’s gone, because all I can think of is who I don’t want to have that job over me and I’m gonna give it my ALL to ensure that it doesn’t happen. C’est la vie. Oh well, 19 hours of overtime this week and I have a few more days before this week is done with and a whole other week of this particular pay cycle. Here’s to me getting the job! =)
Tammolly~ Hoping
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
Saturday, September 01, 2007
All Gone!
I decided on a whim today, after going to Sam’s Club to pick up my Prilosec OTC, that I would get my hair cut. Ok, so not a whim when I’ve been getting headaches for the past few weeks and increased neck strain because my thick hair weighs a flippin’ ton after getting out of the shower. So it’s shorter now, barely long enough to pull it back into nubby w’ittle pig tails in the back. I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER NOW! *SIGH* Along with that hair cut came the chopping off of the long braid that I’ve been sporting for the last 4 years. I started growing it as a reminder to always seek happiness with someone and I’ve decided I’ve found that happiness and chopped it off. It’s weird not having it anymore, but the nice thing about hair is, it grows back!
I had to work on my old girls unit today, it was a TOTALLY fucked up day in the sense that three of the little harpies were on suicide precaution and had to be in staff’s line of sight at all times. One that I will call the Amazon of the unit kept getting into my boundaries, threatening me, and so on and so forth, pretty much got on my last nerves when she ripped my little hand sanitizer bottle off my key chain and took off with it. PAIN IN MY ASS! This is the same Amazon that says she wants to come find my house when she gets out and kick my ass. OH PLEASE SHOW UP TO THE HOUSE! I’d love to sick my cats on you and then pommel your ass with my fencing blades….. OH! Then call the cops and have your ass hauled off to jail where you’ll likely wind up anyway when you leave here. Can yah feel the love folks?
Tomorrow, I get to go back to my unit I hope. I was told by the building supervisor that I should dress to go out to Indiana Beach with the boys. It’s a small amusement park open in the summer time. Their motto is “There’s more than corn in Indiana.” Well, there’s not much more than that besides soy beans and cows! Well, that’s all for now. HAPPY SEPTEMBER FOLKS! =)
Tammolly~ Chillin’ with the house to myself.
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
I had to work on my old girls unit today, it was a TOTALLY fucked up day in the sense that three of the little harpies were on suicide precaution and had to be in staff’s line of sight at all times. One that I will call the Amazon of the unit kept getting into my boundaries, threatening me, and so on and so forth, pretty much got on my last nerves when she ripped my little hand sanitizer bottle off my key chain and took off with it. PAIN IN MY ASS! This is the same Amazon that says she wants to come find my house when she gets out and kick my ass. OH PLEASE SHOW UP TO THE HOUSE! I’d love to sick my cats on you and then pommel your ass with my fencing blades….. OH! Then call the cops and have your ass hauled off to jail where you’ll likely wind up anyway when you leave here. Can yah feel the love folks?
Tomorrow, I get to go back to my unit I hope. I was told by the building supervisor that I should dress to go out to Indiana Beach with the boys. It’s a small amusement park open in the summer time. Their motto is “There’s more than corn in Indiana.” Well, there’s not much more than that besides soy beans and cows! Well, that’s all for now. HAPPY SEPTEMBER FOLKS! =)
Tammolly~ Chillin’ with the house to myself.
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
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