Tuesday, December 27, 2016


Finn and I walk often with my friend Lynda and her dog Buddy. We have a few favorite places. Our newest place is just off the highway, 3.5 miles through the woods, one way. We can only walk this path on days off now that it is getting dark so early.

Today we decided to try. It was so warm, 50's, had rained for a couple of days we hoped the snow was manageable. Most of the way was clear, some ice, a bit of snow. Things had gone well. got out to the end, dogs got their treats and we were heading back to the car. All was going well until I found myself on the ground. Finn, being the good dog he is, turned around and came to me instead of running. I really don't know what happened, I felt my right foot slip, which must have hit my left foot, which put me on my ass. Lynda said it was the most graceful fall she had ever seen.....yeah that's me, graceful!

As they say, nothing was hurt but my pride...well I think I pulled a muscle in my arm, but otherwise things are fine.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016


I was just thinking that I could re post any of my 'missing Gee" posts, change some date and there ya go....nothing changes.... I miss him more everyday. I am in a melancholy phase right now...feeling very sorry for myself. Listening to old songs, they are like old friends, bringing old memories back to life......"Funny how time slips away".....Willie Nelson.....

I only had a limited time to be with you, but those times allowed me to see what a beautiful soul, loving and caring personality you had. You are TRULY missed! Gone to soon!   <a class="pintag searchlink" data-query="%23missingyou" data-type="hashtag" href="/search/?q=%23missingyou&rs=hashtag" rel="nofollow" title="#missingyou search Pinterest">#missingyou</a> <a class="pintag searchlink" data-query="%23prayersfororlando" data-type="hashtag" href="/search/?q=%23prayersfororlando&rs=hashtag" rel="nofollow" title="#prayersfororlando search Pinterest">#prayersfororlando</a>

Tuesday, November 1, 2016


I am so sorry the light turned red while you were looking at your phone and you almost ran into the back of my car.

 I am so sorry that when you laid on your horn and waved I returned the gesture in kind....however I do need to inform you, a peace sign uses two fingers, not one.

 I am so sorry that the angrier you got  the slower I drove. I guess you missed the turn when I gestured to you that I was turning right after you followed me for a half mile.

I am so sorry that you were so angry you put not only your safety at risk, by your behavior, but that of your passenger as well. You do not know me, you have no idea of what I am capable of.

You were lucky, I am a reasonable person who avoids confrontation. I would guess you have met my like before to carry on in such a way. For had you met someone who gets as angry as you when you make a mistake the outcome may well be different.

Sunday, August 21, 2016


Well, a new year is almost here. I am very apprehensive about the future. We have a whole new administration. Everyone, Deb, Sam, Murph and Kate all moved on to greener pastures. So there will be new bosses everywhere, Principal, VP, Dean of Students and Sp-Ed chair. That's a whole lot of new. Not to mention they needed to fill 6 special ed teachers, two maternity leaves and a paternity leave. The place wont look the same at all.

So had a meeting with the new boss. Lets just say not feeling very good about it. She isn't sure about the backpack program...wants us n the classrooms (we always did it on own time)....ok but this has come from the Superintendent....well we'll have to think about that..... How do you feel about Project Support.... can't do the emotional or physical aspects of the job anymore... My feelings are she sat there pretending to listen but has already made her mind up so nothing I said made a difference. Really, you come to a very poor district where almost half of our kids are free or reduced lunch and you don't know if you want to help feed them over the weekend, not a good sign at all. My feeling...I'm screwed....

Steve has left for school, two years in Ithaca. Rachel will stay here. She would have to be re-licensed to work in New York. They are getting closer to picking a date for the wedding....2018, because of Steve's financial aid can't be sooner. They have decided that it will be small, 50 people or so. Rachel has always wanted a fall wedding but that might have to be changed too. Steve will have no insurance come August '18 so they have been discussing a spring wedding...that to we will have to wait and see.


 My new boss has done as I predicted...I am back in Project Support....so much for caring for her staff and students....

Friday, April 15, 2016


Is there anything worse than serving detention on the Friday before vacation!

Well yes there is, being the detention supervisor on the Friday before vacation!

Today I started with two boys, both well known to staff. They are a handful but not really bad. Mostly they are the flunkies for another student, RS, that thinks he doesn't have to follow the rules. They asked the usual, what time is this over, can I call my mother....

Everyone gets the same speech.....

     If you sit quiet, do as your asked, no talking,are no problem, you will be out early, fool around, make trouble or don't listen you'll be here until 3:30, if I have to to throw you out, at anytime this detention wont count.

For the first ten minutes the two boys are quiet then here come RS with Sam. He will be joining us today for detention...IR starts fooling around with his pencil, TM starts tapping....so I look up and RS is just smiling...I walked to IS an say very quietly..., if I were you I would move to the other side of the table so I wouldn't be tempted to fool around with RS...he looks at me and starts to say something but waits when I say, I will toss you right out of here....I DONT PLAY GAMES...he moved...TM was watching, I told him the same thing, he turns around....RS starts coughing, can I get a drink, no....I'm coughing I need a drink, no....I need to call my mother, no....she needs to know what time to get me, no.... I say, you can't leave, can't call, can't do anything until you are released from detention. If you continue you will be here way after your buddies....now he's dancing to music in his head...but has no audience,.... R turn around, knock it off, or I will toss you and this detention wont count.....

Three o'clock comes....IR and TM you guys can go....RS looks at me, turns around saying nothing so I let him go at 3:10.

Monday, January 25, 2016


My oldest sister, Ruth, is having some health issues. She has been battling infections of one form or another for the past two months. In and out of hospitals and rehab facilities. Just when things start to look up, wham, another set back. This last one was very concerning. She was doing very well, off the antibiotics, doing a bit of pt and then.....confusion, hallucinations, wont eat, swearing (not my sister). That was bad enough, however, her daughter couldn't get anyone to acknowledge that there was a problem, never mind how we can fix it.

She tried calling the doctor at the rehab facility....Thursday night....no phone call, Friday,... no phone call, Saturday...call the Admin Office....no phone call....talks to a doctor who thinks she's doing ok...really, she's having conversations with my father whose been dead for 19 years, check her for a UTI...She tells this guy "I will be there tomorrow morning, what time are you going to be there?"...She meets him at 9, his hands in his pockets, telling her Ruth is doing well...9am asks for one of those machines to help measure lung function, the things you blow into to move the ball....I got there at 10, no plastic thing...talk to the nurse, Ruth wont eat asks for oxygen...they need a doctors order???....11 no oxygen yet, have a call in to respiratory...11:30...MY MOTHER IS IN DISTRESS SHE NEEDS OXYGEN!!!...12:00, in walks Joe, the repository supervisor, Takes Ruth's oxygen level, 86...listens to her rattled breathing, orders a chest x ray and starts the flow of oxygen, brings in the plastic puffer thing....then asks us questions....the look of horror/concern on that mans face was beyond what anyone could imagine....he started asking for names, if you don't have names he wants times.....FINALLY someone will listen...

A little to late....as her healthcare proxy, her daughter insisted on bringing her back to the hospital she started at, she is there right now, waiting in the er for a room.

Now we can worry about her, not the care or the lack of care she will be receiving.

 Heaven help those elderly who can't advocate for themselves, or don't have someone to advocate for them.