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August 29, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 9:50 am

Posting will be even more sporadic than usual with all the kids off school.  I wanted to say thanks for all the support and understanding regarding the performing arts camp.  Gracie rebounded quite well and is enjoying herself in VA at the moment.  Friday was Owen’s last day of school and his current home teacher said she would be dropping from 4 to 2 hours a week but she has agreed to come on Tuesdays–the day Owen has his after school program!  That was going to be a difficult day to fill but hours we didn’t want to lose.  We will make it a weekly community outing–dinner out or otherwise. 

It was great to be at work on Saturday.  I miss Granny.  Ann came to visit as she needed a specific needle size–Addi snob that she has become.  And she had a little present for Granny–egg cups.  That Ann–she’s a doll.  I am delayed in posting this picture of Ann from the shop aAnn_is_wrong  couple of weeks ago.  We had met up at Granny’s on Guild Friday to have lunch.  Peggy joined us and was going to swing by the meeting for information on how to cut fabric to knit.  Ann insisted she knew exactly how they would do it.  Peggy was thought otherwise.  Here is Ann acting all surprised when she was WRONG!

Cameron and I went to see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang yesterday in the city.  It was such a fantastic day with him.  He is such good company.  And lunch, by Cameron’s request, was at Mars 2112.  Kevin and Owen had a fun morning at Splish Splash.  While on the train and a bit in the theater, I worked on a multidirectional scarf in Kureyon.  I am worried my gauge is a bit tight and it will have to be reworked on a larger needle. 

Thanks_better_pal_003 Last, from my Better Pal–some lovely Artyarns Supermerino, a Valrhona dark chocolate bar, some tea, and a cute little card with a cupcake recipe–the kids and I might give it a whirl.  It doesn’t look too complicated.  Thanks pal.  I have been anxious to try the Artyarns.  Footlets, mabye?

 

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 9:50 am

Posting will be even more sporadic than usual with all the kids off school.  I wanted to say thanks for all the support and understanding regarding the performing arts camp.  Gracie rebounded quite well and is enjoying herself in VA at the moment.  Friday was Owen’s last day of school and his current home teacher said she would be dropping from 4 to 2 hours a week but she has agreed to come on Tuesdays–the day Owen has his after school program!  That was going to be a difficult day to fill but hours we didn’t want to lose.  We will make it a weekly community outing–dinner out or otherwise. 

It was great to be at work on Saturday.  I miss Granny.  Ann came to visit as she needed a specific needle size–Addi snob that she has become.  And she had a little present for Granny–egg cups.  That Ann–she’s a doll.  I am delayed in posting this picture of Ann from the shop aAnn_is_wrong  couple of weeks ago.  We had met up at Granny’s on Guild Friday to have lunch.  Peggy joined us and was going to swing by the meeting for information on how to cut fabric to knit.  Ann insisted she knew exactly how they would do it.  Peggy was thought otherwise.  Here is Ann acting all surprised when she was WRONG!

Cameron and I went to see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang yesterday in the city.  It was such a fantastic day with him.  He is such good company.  And lunch, by Cameron’s request, was at Mars 2112.  Kevin and Owen had a fun morning at Splish Splash.  While on the train and a bit in the theater, I worked on a multidirectional scarf in Kureyon.  I am worried my gauge is a bit tight and it will have to be reworked on a larger needle. 

Thanks_better_pal_003 Last, from my Better Pal–some lovely Artyarns Supermerino, a Valrhona dark chocolate bar, some tea, and a cute little card with a cupcake recipe–the kids and I might give it a whirl.  It doesn’t look too complicated.  Thanks pal.  I have been anxious to try the Artyarns.  Footlets, mabye?

 

Obviously, I didn’t make the bed August 25, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 10:56 am

Baby_sweaters_001 I tidied just enough to get by.  The mirror, for instance, still has spots.  So no nice house pics.  If you want to see a mess, go visit Margene.  Or you could check this post that shows my mom’s stashaster.

Blocking are the Sirdar Aran sweater for Kevin’s nephew/godson.  I knit it with Sirdar Denim Aran.  While I typically like this yarn…I didn’t love it as much in the this ecru color.  I wonder if it has something to do with dyeing.  I have misplaced the buttons.  Yea, my bedroom is a mess!  And the other sweater is from Debbie Bliss Special Knits.  I used three skeins of Manos in Blush.  This is going to friends of ours (alright–Kevin’s friend from college but I liked him).  Am I not Kevin’s knitting b*tch, or what?

In my usual non-knitting content, tonight was meant to be Gracie’s production at Performing Arts Camp.  Unfortunately, she will not be attending.  One of the counselors (not hers but with whom she had a minor incident before (he threw her book)) called her a "retarded idiot".  While that deserved no response, Gracie replied, "My brother has autism."  And he said to her, "Yeah, right."  I called the director after camp yesterday but I guess she hadn’t checked voicemail.  Gracie and I spoke with her this morning and told her Gracie would not be returning.  As a mother, she said she understood our point of view but as camp director she said Gracie leaving would have an effect on the 21 other kids and the performance itself.  I basically told her he had to go or Gracie was going.  She said she couldn’t fire him at this point. 

Gracie and I went to a local restaurant for a cup of tea and discussed it all.  Her heart was torn but I made the decision to not let her go.  I don’t feel comfortable with this situation and I don’t trust this counselor.  While the great likelihood is that nothing would happen–I can’t chance it.  I told Grace (and me) I would make a lot of decisions in her life that she wouldn’t agree with or be happy about–in her best interest.  Like perming her hair or cutting school with friends.  I told her I preferred the easier decisions like hot dogs or chicken nuggets for dinner or Old Navy or Limited Too.  The girls next door are moving today.  Gracie is over there now helping to pack.  As she won’t be at the performance, she will be there for final hugs.  Although…she has been invited by their aunt to drive down to see them in Virginia on Sunday and go to Busch Gardens.  It’ll be okay.

 

A blocking block August 24, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 1:27 pm

Some people write very clever posts about blocking.  That string thing–absolutely brilliant.  I always get those unintentional scallopy things.  Me though–I have a block on blocking.  Some may call it fear of finishing.  Either way–it’s just not happening.  Just before writing this post I was in the bathroom getting ready to run the water in the sink.  You know, the sink with the toothpaste all over it.  I have to clean that before I can dunk.  May as well get out the Windex and do the mirror.  Goodness knows there is enough toothpaste all over that.  Is it not shocking how much toothpaste one gets on the mirror?  Flossing is the fault here.  And it is Kevin who is the best flosser in the house.  So, if I clean the sink and the mirror–how can I not clean the toilet.  Three males in the house (not including the cat who we sometimes find sitting on the bowl).  I do not need to tell you what that looks like.  Any of it.  Fortunate for me, I cleaned the tub and shower yesterday.  I love Tilex and Scrub Free.  They are the happy homemakers good friend.

We have a teacher coming today.  You know, the thing we are short on.  I need to get in the boy’s room too and have a bit of a tidy.  To block or not to block–that is the question!

To be continued…pictures of a tidy house or two blocked baby sweaters.  Or both!

 

Knitting content August 23, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 8:21 am

Afghan_squares_for_john I knit a few more squares for the John Glick Memorial Project organized by Annie from the Knitty Gritty.  Annie had gifted me with the yarn a while back…so I was glad to knit the squares with this lovely yarn.  It is  Mulespun from Beaverslide Dry Goods–very soft and interesting in it’s color and texture.

I have also been working on the Lace Leaf Shawl using the Plain & Fancy Sheep & Wool Co. from Margene.  It’s moving along okay–an easy enough pattern.  However, I don’t Lace_leaf think it is the time to knit this project as it seems to be felting as I knit!  So, I think I will–with no guilt–put it aside till the weather cools.  How does that gauge look?  I wonder if it is a little tight…I am using the US5 as called for.

Non Knitting Content

In other news, changes abound here or will be changing soon.  Our neighbors–whom Gracie adores–are moving on Thursday.  Gracie has always been the mover–not the one left behind.  She is, however, excited about middle school so I hope that dulls some of the pain.  But it is also our babysitter who is moving. 

Owen finishes up on Friday.  I have learned from secret sources that Owen’s teacher will be his old teacher he started the program with.  He adores Mark, his current teacher, so I worry about the transition back to her.  She is freaking fabulous with challenging behaviors–of which Owen provides many! 

Owen has been offered a position at an afterschool program through his school.  It is one day a week from 3 to 5:30pm.  It is low ratio (usually no more than 3:1) with teachers and assistants from his school.  The children do activities and projects–sports, cooking, arts and crafts, watch a movie.  It is meant to be instructional fun for the students and a bit of respite for the family.  I have very mixed emotions on a number of levels.  The program has been offered to lower and moderate functioning students (Owen being moderate).  This reality is hard to face.  I don’t want to accept that Owen did not recover from autism.  It is so hard to watch other children lose their diagnosis and parents who don’t do a fraction of what we do.  Other parents do the work and more than we do too.  I know this.  We are going to accept the slot.  It will be good for my other two kids and hopefully good for Owen too.

 

Take that Margene! August 19, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 7:11 pm

Darn it…I just lost my post.  Kids talking…backspace button.  Argh!  Bottom line.  I was reading Margene’s blog and I liked the Grant Avenue sweater she is talking about knitting.  Looked familiar…stopped at my mom’s before meeting up with Ann at Granny’s.  Sure enough she had Jumping_down_grant_007_1 knit it, just not finished it.  Gracie took some photos of me and Owen jumping on the trampoline.  The enclosure makes it difficult to see so Kevin Jumping_down_grant_011_2 took a picture when he got home.  I wrote about how the fish bothers me for food.  Just like the cat.  The angel fish stares me down in the morning if I attempt to read blogs before giving them a few flakes.  And you don’t mess with Angel or Buffy will kick  your butt. 

Granny’s was fun.  Busy on the guild day.  Ann, Peggy and I went out to lunch.  Ann and I went back to bother Granny for a bit with stories of ACMoore.  There was a purchase but not for me.  And I took home some of the new Kureyon I was drooling over for a multidirectional scarf shop sample.

One last thing, please consider donating to Oliver’s Fund.  It is very difficult to be a parent to a disabled child.  But it is even more difficult to be a disabled child unable to get around without a suitable wheelchair or trike.

 

shoulda, coulda, woulda August 16, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 11:27 am

I may have written that Owen’s teacher–the guy–is leaving at the end of the summer.  Owen loves this teacher.  He has behaviors with the assistants but with this guy–Owen is, almost always, the picture perfect student.  It is entertaining to watch Owen attempt to please Mark, almost googly eyed with the eye contact.  It is sweet.  He is leaving the program and going to do home hours.

Home hours…you know, what we are having problems with filling?  So, I thought maybe he could fill the home hours.  And he was totally interested.  Except he only has mornings available.  I said we would try to get Owen’s school hours changed.  Every team in his school has one 10:30-4:30 time slot.  The slot no one wants.  His teacher could come from 8-10am.  Owen could get the bus at 10 and be home by 5pm.  And be DONE for the day.  No teachers here for dinner.  Yea, sitting for dinner is a problem but I could work on it.  No one here till 6 or 7pm.  In a word, ideal! 

Nope, nada, not happening!  His school says the schedule is set.  If they change Owen then they have to change someone else.  Sigh.  It could have been nice.  And I am disappointed.  But I guess it was not meant to be.  That’s okay.  The administration say we are going to be very pleased with his teacher this year.  I just can’t wait to find out.

And there is no knitting going on.  I went to bed early last night.  Cam’s tutor quit.  What a summer it has been.  Crazy.  Is it a full moon?

 

Happiness in a 24 pack August 15, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 10:16 am

So, something good has come out of the YMCA camp.  While I was handing in the kids health forms, I ran into the local ice cream man.  I explained to him how my son, who has autism, only eats one kind of ice cream pop–they have discontinued selling it at the local supermarkets and the ice cream truck is expensive and unreliable.  He kindly told me how to get to the wholesale distributor and said I could pick them up there. 

Happiness_x_24 This morning, after droppping off Cameron and Gracie, I drove over to the wholesale place.  And there he was outside.  He remembered me and the kind of ice cream Owen eats.  He escorted me inside, showed me where to pay and brought me my Sprinklers.  As he walked with me back to the car, he told me he used to babysit for a young neighbor with autism when he was a kid.  He said he taught him how to tie his shoes (damn near freaking impossible).  He said they just "clicked".  What a guy.  I thanked him profusely and just grinned from ear to ear.  Still am.

Knitting

I have been working on my little Debbie Bliss Ribbed Jackets.  I finished the knitting on one but Bliss_ribbed_jacket need to finish seaming the sleeves.  I can’t wrap my head around a mattress stitch for it and the back stitch looked ugly.  My knitting guru (my mom) is away, upstate looking at houses.  So, it will wait.  I started a second one in the yarn I got from Handpaintedyarn.com.  Oh my goodness, this yarn is so soft Handpaintedyarn and lovely to knit with.  It will probably pill easier than the Manos I used for the first but it is a dream to knit with.  My fingers are enjoying it and I didn’t want to put it down.

Can you see those needles?  They are hand-me-downs from my mom.  I love my hand-me-down needles.  I have Addi’s somewhere–and I probably would have used them–if I could have found them but there is something about using my mom’s or grandma’s old needles that just feels good.

 

In the words of Wallace… August 11, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 11:32 am

Many thanks, many thanks indeed.

Truly.  I appreciate all of your kind and supportive comments.  Today is another day.  I may ask the girl(s) next door to keep an eye on Owen while I pick up the other two.  What he doesn’t know, can’t hurt him.  Kevin took Cameron and Owen to the beach when he got home and I surfed the net.  Attempted–unsuccessfully–some retail therapy and went to bed. 

No teacher is expected today.  Swimming at Grandma’s.  The boys to bed and a movie, nachos and virgin maragaritas for me and Gracie.  Life’s okay.  And okay is okay. 

 

Can’t catch a break–or complaining August 10, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — katy @ 5:57 pm

The kids started camp on Monday.  We Kevin signed them up at the local YMCA.  Gracie wanted to do drama camp and Cameron regular, plain old.  I wanted to look into sending Gracie to the local theater’s camp and figured Cam could do something local through the town or school.  To be honest, I would prefer they didn’t go to camp.  I absolutely love being with them while Owen is at school.  These two are fabulous company and we are able to do so many things that we can’t do when Owen is home.  These can be little things like going to the mall or bigger things like the local aquarium.  Heck, they are happy to go out to breakfast.  Or do lunch at Chuck E Cheese.  And I love sharing these moments of happiness with them.  They also enjoy hanging out at home watching what they like on the television or playing–uninterrupted–with their toys and games.

Camp.  Wouldn’t  you know–the pick up and drop offs are at different places.  Easy enough in the morning but two times I have to get Owen in and out of the car.  And Gracie’s theater is right on a local highway.  Cameron’s pick up is where Owen went swimming over the winter.  Needless to say, Owen is unhappy that we are not going swimming.  Monday he was both self-injurious and aggressive.  He was punching himself in the head and biting me.  I worked it out with the camp director that Gracie can pick up Cameron.  She is such a good kid. 

Today, when we went to pick Gracie up at 3:45pm–the door was locked shut.  There was Owen and I standing by the highway.  He was angry…hitting his head against the door–knock knock.  Sigh.  10 minutes later and employee came up and let everyone in with his key.  Needless to say we were a bit late for Cam.  Owen was still ticked and we were running late getting home.  I tried to phone Owen’s teacher at about 4:16pm.  We arrived home at 4:19 and she had written in her note that she stayed till 4:15.  I tried to ring her on her cell but got no answer.  Oh, was I annoyed.  And I had told Owen she was coming and he was crying on the floor and saying her name.  It stunk.

We have seen some major regression in Owen over the summer with the loss of the home hours.  (We fired the guy who tried to make him eat mac & cheese).  He’s only get 4 hours lately…and that’s been sporadic too as his teacher has summer plans.  His verbals are down, hand leading is up.  And aggressive behaviors are back pretty regularly.

I am half-tempted not to post this but I just feel like I gotta get it out.  I know so many people face far greater difficulties than this.  But I am just feeling a bit overwhelmed.