The Sprog turned 13 on Sunday. I am now mother to a teenager. "Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!" She did well for herself -- family sent her money; we gave her a season pass to Elitch's, a gym membership, a fanny pack with skulls on it that stirred delight in her Goth heart, and a sketchpad. The Housemate is threatening her with a frilly white dress with pink polka dots and lots of lace. Her Dad told her "Just five more years!" I'd love to pay her way through college, but it looks like she's going to need additional help, which we may be able to get from a grant to the Denver school district.
We were planning on having supper on Saturday at a favorite buffet place with extended (OK, adopted -- the girls are her godsisters) family, but they got stuck in the Colorado Springs area with car trouble. So we implemented Plan B, and on Sunday, we took her and two friends to that restaurant, and let the girls have their own table. They really, really enjoyed themselves.
About Me
- Alia
- I have the invisible disabilities of Major Depression, anxiety, and PTSD. I also have visible disabilities: severe osteoarthritis in my knees, muscle spasms degenerative disc disease, and peripheral neuropathy. The doc says the PN is mechanical. I have diabetes and PCOS. In April 2007, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I use a power wheelchair for anything outside the house. Sometimes I use a cane. This blog is for my crochet adventures, my gimp adventures, and surviving medical intervention. If you are not disabled, but know someone who is, and don't understand why they are limited in what they can do, I highly recommend that you go to http://www.butyoudontlooksick.com/ and click on "The Spoon Theory." I am Wiccan and Witch, head of a Wiccan church here in Denver. My wand is a Size S (3/4" diameter) crochet hook. I have a tendency to speak my Truth. This has made me enemies as well as friends. The anger and dislike of my "enemies" does not impact me; I care not what they think. What matters to me is what I think, my family thinks, and what my friends and those I respect think.
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