Sorry I haven't written in a while. I've been going through an emotional roller coaster with this election. It's psychological torture! It's probably against the Geneva Convention...
Seriously, there has GOT to be some kind of limit on how long an election season can go on.
Thankfully I'm back to my regular yoga practice, and on my meds. I've also deleted my Facebook account and am avoiding cable news as much as possible. Which is why I can still put a basic sentence together, and also why I'm not sitting in a padded room.
Not that there haven't also been good things: the Cubs winning the World Series! "Doctor Strange" is out. Halloween was really fun! Even though we didn't make it to the Potrero. (WG had a rough day, so she stayed home with Hubby in her nice warm room, listening to her music, while LG and I walked around the neighborhood.)
Sunday is WG's birthday, and the party is Saturday. We're doing a disco theme, with a dance party and Mexican food.
And then the Pacquiao fight. :)
Oh, and something weird but quite wonderful happened the other day: We got a BIG box of healthy dog food and treats delivered to our home, and we have NO IDEA who sent it. There was no receipt, no return address, and even Amazon didn't know who it was from.
Our puppy has an angel!
Anyway, it's Friday evening, and I'm going to chill with kids and dog while Hubby is at the rock climbing gym. Have a great weekend!
Friday, November 4, 2016
Thursday, October 27, 2016
Updates and Party Planning
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Yay!
Halloween is almost upon us. My favorite holiday. Even though we don't get trick-or-treaters here. We're on a dark cul de sac, and even my past efforts at decorating and turning on every light in the house (and buying the GOOD candy) hasn't been enough to lure the kiddies over.
Can't blame them. We're at the top of the hill, and it's pretty darn dark and dreary.
Ah well. The kids have parties at school, and maybe we can walk around the neighborhood or go to the Potrero.
Or I'll just go to yoga, lol!
(Yes, I'm back to yoga, and feeling so much better! Physically AND mentally.)
WG's birthday is also coming up. She loves music and dancing, so we've decided on a disco theme. I'm going to make cupcakes with sprinkles, and we'll order good food. Then dance the night away. Well, until 9 PM...
The alternative medicine continues to work its magic. We're seeing a little bit of improvement in LG, as well. It truly is a miracle drug, and should be available everywhere. Hopefully it soon will be.
OK, gotta get WG out of the tub. Sayonara!
Yay!
Halloween is almost upon us. My favorite holiday. Even though we don't get trick-or-treaters here. We're on a dark cul de sac, and even my past efforts at decorating and turning on every light in the house (and buying the GOOD candy) hasn't been enough to lure the kiddies over.
Can't blame them. We're at the top of the hill, and it's pretty darn dark and dreary.
Ah well. The kids have parties at school, and maybe we can walk around the neighborhood or go to the Potrero.
Or I'll just go to yoga, lol!
(Yes, I'm back to yoga, and feeling so much better! Physically AND mentally.)
WG's birthday is also coming up. She loves music and dancing, so we've decided on a disco theme. I'm going to make cupcakes with sprinkles, and we'll order good food. Then dance the night away. Well, until 9 PM...
The alternative medicine continues to work its magic. We're seeing a little bit of improvement in LG, as well. It truly is a miracle drug, and should be available everywhere. Hopefully it soon will be.
OK, gotta get WG out of the tub. Sayonara!
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Slow and Steady...IS REALLY ANNOYING!!!!!!!!
One week after TCFH (The Cold From Hades), I'm still congested, coughing, and exhausted.
And cranky.
I haven't been to yoga in a week and a half. Last night I did a 15-minute online practice, and that just about did me in. No yoga + no long walks = Unhappy Mommy.
But then WG comes and hangs out with me, and wants to have a dance party, and all is well again.
And, if you gotta be sick, it's awfully nice to have a warm pet to take naps with.
And I HAVE been sleeping A LOT, which is sort of nice. Unusual.
Tomorrow I go to my chiropractor, which is also nice. And then the pup and I will go to her new vet. She doesn't like to ride in the car, and the old vet was in the city, a good 30-minute drive. This one is within walking distance. Hopefully they will click. Of course, she's the most perfect pup in dogdom, so I can't imagine that they won't.
We're in that time of year that I absolutely love. Autumn in California may not be quite the same as autumn in New England or New York, but it's beautiful, just the same. I love the light in the late afternoon. Of course, because it's California, the temperature today was about 75 (fahrenheit) rather than 10 or 20 degrees cooler. Which I've finally gotten used to.
After 22 years. :)
OK, gotta go lie down again. Who knew blogging was so tiring? ;)
And cranky.
I haven't been to yoga in a week and a half. Last night I did a 15-minute online practice, and that just about did me in. No yoga + no long walks = Unhappy Mommy.
But then WG comes and hangs out with me, and wants to have a dance party, and all is well again.
And, if you gotta be sick, it's awfully nice to have a warm pet to take naps with.
And I HAVE been sleeping A LOT, which is sort of nice. Unusual.
Tomorrow I go to my chiropractor, which is also nice. And then the pup and I will go to her new vet. She doesn't like to ride in the car, and the old vet was in the city, a good 30-minute drive. This one is within walking distance. Hopefully they will click. Of course, she's the most perfect pup in dogdom, so I can't imagine that they won't.
We're in that time of year that I absolutely love. Autumn in California may not be quite the same as autumn in New England or New York, but it's beautiful, just the same. I love the light in the late afternoon. Of course, because it's California, the temperature today was about 75 (fahrenheit) rather than 10 or 20 degrees cooler. Which I've finally gotten used to.
After 22 years. :)
OK, gotta go lie down again. Who knew blogging was so tiring? ;)
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
The Most Wonderful (?) Time of the Year.
Sorry, been a bit crazed lately. My mom was in town last week, and then I got a really nasty cold, which I'm just now getting over. October/November seems to be the time of year for me to get sick.
But I do LOVE October. Always have. Growing up in New England, it was, of course, the time for foliage. In California we don't get a whole lot of that, but it's still beautiful. And, of course, Halloween is coming. I LOOOOOOOVE Halloween!!!!!!!!
The best place to celebrate Halloween in San Francisco is, in my opinion, an area called the Potrero. One of our favorite spots. If we can get the kids to go along, we'll head there this year. Lots of creative people (and dogs) wearing terrific costumes.
Otherwise, life continues on apace. We've started giving LG the same medication as WG. His anxiety manifests itself in different ways, but it's anxiety, nonetheless. We spoke about it at his IEP last week. It's so good to know that all of their teachers love and care for them so much! We're so lucky!
And, apropos of nothing, can I just say how happy I am that high-waisted pants are back in style? After 16 years of low-rise tyranny, we can (quite literally) breathe easier again.
OK, I need to lie down. I'm not quite fully recovered.
Talk soon, m'dears!
But I do LOVE October. Always have. Growing up in New England, it was, of course, the time for foliage. In California we don't get a whole lot of that, but it's still beautiful. And, of course, Halloween is coming. I LOOOOOOOVE Halloween!!!!!!!!
The best place to celebrate Halloween in San Francisco is, in my opinion, an area called the Potrero. One of our favorite spots. If we can get the kids to go along, we'll head there this year. Lots of creative people (and dogs) wearing terrific costumes.
Otherwise, life continues on apace. We've started giving LG the same medication as WG. His anxiety manifests itself in different ways, but it's anxiety, nonetheless. We spoke about it at his IEP last week. It's so good to know that all of their teachers love and care for them so much! We're so lucky!
And, apropos of nothing, can I just say how happy I am that high-waisted pants are back in style? After 16 years of low-rise tyranny, we can (quite literally) breathe easier again.
OK, I need to lie down. I'm not quite fully recovered.
Talk soon, m'dears!
Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Experimentation
I moved to New York at 18 for college. It was the Fall of 1987, I was living in Greenwich Village, and it was before the Rejuvenation Of Manhattan. In other words, Times Square was still a dump filled with porno movie houses, drug dealers, and prostitutes, and not a Disney logo to be seen.
(Also, you could rent a decent apartment for $1,000/month, which was still out of reach for me & my friends, so we lived in the dorms.)
Naturally, being a drama major, this was precisely where the bulk of my classes were held. We'd take the A,C, or D train from West 4th St. to Port Authority and walk 4 blocks to the (frankly, dumpy) studios.
It was also the tale-end of the heyday of downtown experimental theater. A heyday that had begun in the 60's, but was slowly petering out, along with 80's crazes like Nouvelle Cuisine and shoulder pads.
In my senior year, I actually started taking classes at the school's Experimental Theater Wing. It was wacky and fun and annoying and full of goths. Of course, living in the Village in the 80's/early 90's pretty much guaranteed you would become a goth, so...
After college, I spent the summer in the U.K, performing at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, which has every type of theater imaginable. Then another few months in New York trying to make a go of it, before moving to the Berkshires and becoming a Shakespeare/Hippie/Grunge type.
Finally, grad school, where anything and everything could (and did) happen. New stuff, old stuff, experimental stuff, staid stuff. We did it all.
Then came Los Angeles. And, well, I've written about THAT ad nauseam. :)
And along came marriage, kids, a mortgage, and autism. And I was introduced to a different kind of experimentation; raising kids on the spectrum. Trying out different therapies and techniques, seeing which ones resonated and which didn't.
And now we're experimenting with medical stuff. It's only been 3 1/2 days. We're seeing a difference at home, although not quite as much at school, as of yet. Less self-injurious behaviors, which is a relief. She has stopped fighting us quite so much when it comes time to take it. I really, REALLY hope this works for her!
To quote The Carpenters, we've only just begun. We have a lot to learn.
(Also, you could rent a decent apartment for $1,000/month, which was still out of reach for me & my friends, so we lived in the dorms.)
Naturally, being a drama major, this was precisely where the bulk of my classes were held. We'd take the A,C, or D train from West 4th St. to Port Authority and walk 4 blocks to the (frankly, dumpy) studios.
It was also the tale-end of the heyday of downtown experimental theater. A heyday that had begun in the 60's, but was slowly petering out, along with 80's crazes like Nouvelle Cuisine and shoulder pads.
In my senior year, I actually started taking classes at the school's Experimental Theater Wing. It was wacky and fun and annoying and full of goths. Of course, living in the Village in the 80's/early 90's pretty much guaranteed you would become a goth, so...
After college, I spent the summer in the U.K, performing at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival, which has every type of theater imaginable. Then another few months in New York trying to make a go of it, before moving to the Berkshires and becoming a Shakespeare/Hippie/Grunge type.
Finally, grad school, where anything and everything could (and did) happen. New stuff, old stuff, experimental stuff, staid stuff. We did it all.
Then came Los Angeles. And, well, I've written about THAT ad nauseam. :)
And along came marriage, kids, a mortgage, and autism. And I was introduced to a different kind of experimentation; raising kids on the spectrum. Trying out different therapies and techniques, seeing which ones resonated and which didn't.
And now we're experimenting with medical stuff. It's only been 3 1/2 days. We're seeing a difference at home, although not quite as much at school, as of yet. Less self-injurious behaviors, which is a relief. She has stopped fighting us quite so much when it comes time to take it. I really, REALLY hope this works for her!
To quote The Carpenters, we've only just begun. We have a lot to learn.
Sunday, September 18, 2016
Medication and Headshots
Saturday night Hubby and I went to the dispensary to get WG's meds. I was picturing a tiny hole-in-the-wall with a tie-dyed, man-bunned hipster sitting behind a desk, mixing up our scrip and saying "Good luck, man! Peace!" as we left.
Instead it was like a club!
Security out front, music, tables set up, clean bathrooms, incredibly friendly and helpful staff, and chic furniture.
The kind of place you want to hang out in for a while.
And they let you!
So we started her on it this morning. It's in spray form, and it doesn't taste very good, and it takes both of us to get it in her mouth, but hopefully it'll help.
Tomorrow morning I'm going into the city to get new headshots done. The last time I did that was in 2000. But since I can no longer pass for 31, it's time to get new photos, print out my resume, and start submitting myself for auditions. :)
Yikes!
Instead it was like a club!
Security out front, music, tables set up, clean bathrooms, incredibly friendly and helpful staff, and chic furniture.
The kind of place you want to hang out in for a while.
And they let you!
So we started her on it this morning. It's in spray form, and it doesn't taste very good, and it takes both of us to get it in her mouth, but hopefully it'll help.
Tomorrow morning I'm going into the city to get new headshots done. The last time I did that was in 2000. But since I can no longer pass for 31, it's time to get new photos, print out my resume, and start submitting myself for auditions. :)
Yikes!
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
Entering the Twilight Zone
No, not the one with shimmery, angst-ridden vampires. (Seriously, how can they POSSIBLY consider themselves superior to humans when they have to spend eternity in high school?!?!?!?)
The world of legal-here-thankfully-but-unfortunately-not-yet-everywhere medication.
Yesterday we took WG to a doctor who specializes in this kind of treatment, and he has given us a prescription. Tomorrow Hubby will go to a place in the city that dispenses such medication. And then the try, try again begins. By all accounts, it'll take a few cases of trial and error to get the right mix for her.
But I'm also incredibly excited and optimistic about it.
And I feel so very lucky that we live in a place where it's available, where we have one of the top doctors in the world for it, (seriously, people come from all over the planet to see him!), that this was suggested by her TEACHER, and that we've had offers to help us pay for it.
When I was in my early 20's and working at the Shakespeare festival, one of my housemates was our costume designer. He's originally from Alabama, and there's just something ethereal about him. One night, he offered to read the Tarot for all of us, and we agreed. Just for fun.
When he read mine, he closed his eyes and said "Alyssa, you are surrounded by angels!"
And y'know what? I think he's right! My maternal grandmother passed away when I was quite young, and the morning after she passed I woke up early and felt her beside my bed. And I've often felt other...beings around me. And, of course, for the past few years, my dad.
There have been many, MANY times when I've done REALLY stupid things, and I'm convinced that someone, or a number of someones, have intervened to save me from myself. I've always said that if I have a guardian angel, s/he should be given overtime and hazard pay. Luckily, I seem to have an entire team. :)
They also seem to be watching over Hubby and the kids.
Thankfully.
So, trying to focus on all the good.
Because there's a lot of it. :)
The world of legal-here-thankfully-but-unfortunately-not-yet-everywhere medication.
Yesterday we took WG to a doctor who specializes in this kind of treatment, and he has given us a prescription. Tomorrow Hubby will go to a place in the city that dispenses such medication. And then the try, try again begins. By all accounts, it'll take a few cases of trial and error to get the right mix for her.
But I'm also incredibly excited and optimistic about it.
And I feel so very lucky that we live in a place where it's available, where we have one of the top doctors in the world for it, (seriously, people come from all over the planet to see him!), that this was suggested by her TEACHER, and that we've had offers to help us pay for it.
When I was in my early 20's and working at the Shakespeare festival, one of my housemates was our costume designer. He's originally from Alabama, and there's just something ethereal about him. One night, he offered to read the Tarot for all of us, and we agreed. Just for fun.
When he read mine, he closed his eyes and said "Alyssa, you are surrounded by angels!"
And y'know what? I think he's right! My maternal grandmother passed away when I was quite young, and the morning after she passed I woke up early and felt her beside my bed. And I've often felt other...beings around me. And, of course, for the past few years, my dad.
There have been many, MANY times when I've done REALLY stupid things, and I'm convinced that someone, or a number of someones, have intervened to save me from myself. I've always said that if I have a guardian angel, s/he should be given overtime and hazard pay. Luckily, I seem to have an entire team. :)
They also seem to be watching over Hubby and the kids.
Thankfully.
So, trying to focus on all the good.
Because there's a lot of it. :)
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