I have to be the first to admit, that it's been a while since I blogged. Since joining Crackbook, I mean Facebook, there doesn't seem to be as much need to blog anymore, as I can publish a lot faster and a few little things here and there.
Things have been busy with us. Working on the house, I know, I know who isn't. Spring has sprung and well, Em's starting to turn into a big girl. She's growing on me with leaps and bounds.
She's doing very very well in school. Every moment of fighting to get her into The Center for Spectrum Services. She can read when she wants too. Her focus has improved dramatically. It's been a rough road and there is starting to be a light at the end of the tunnel. I know it will be a long long road still to travel, but.....
It's also been a bitch to get old. My knees are getting worse and it might be worse now rather than when I was 100lbs heavier because of all the hormones we are trying. No we are not trying to get pregnant. I've been sick again and we tried hormone therapy... which didn't work. I have to go see the doc in a few weeks to see and talk about possible removal of all the defective parts.
Other than that, nothing is really all that exciting to talk about. We work/school, eat and sleep, although the weather is finally nice enought to talk about pulling out the camper and hitting the road! Yeah! Can't wait for that!
So, I'll sign off for now with a story. Last week was Spring Break. Emily spent most of the week with my father. They were driving down a road that we never go down. We have no reason too. She saw a sign that read Golden Hill Health Care Center. She said "Golden Hill. That's where Mrs. B's mommy lives". My father asks her how she knew that. "I read it." "Then why don't you read books with Mommy or Nana?" "I'll read when I damn well want too!" (Little snot... huh?)
