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Momma on the Edge – The Art of Consequences : Okay, let me tell you about my new favorite blog to read. This kick ass momma writes about her experiences with autism and the craziness of raising THREE boys. I can barely handle raising one boy, I don’t know what I would do with three! This post is about having to dish out consequences — even when you personally don’t want to because you have something excited planned. You have to check out this blog! She’s…
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(pic) We went to our local city park for “discovery”.
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So I started my classes Monday, the 22nd, and I had to write a poem or nonfiction for my creative writing class and write a reflection of my choice. I chose to write a poem. As soon as it is graded I’ll share it. I got positive feedback from classmates, just waiting on the professor. We studied about theme this week and this coming week we’ll be studying the setting. Crazy enough, this week we also talked about theme in art in my humanities ll class. We had to research different types of art such as Baroque. My favorite art is of water, landscapes and animals. We had to choose two pieces of art from any era and find a connecting theme and explain our choice. I will post those as soon as they are graded as well.
I know it is only a week but I am enjoying these 2 classes so far.
Meanwhile, in homeschool, my 8 yo has read an 18 chapter book in one day, my 4 yo has learned the letter A and my one year old has yet to understand he has 2 legs to walk on! He’ll be 2 in a couple of months. I think we had a really great week.
I hope y’all had a good week as well.
Until next time…
Soldiers point of view of what it’s like inside the minds of those who fight everyday. #22
The road ahead seemed to be getting darker, even unstable as the clouds reached down onto the horizon. A brilliant bolt of lightning struck somewhere miles ahead, right in his path. The vivid image was both beautiful and startling. Small drops of rain began to appear on the windshield as the sky became miserable, ready to unleash rage on the earth below. The treetops were swaying heavily in the wind fighting to stay in place. Leaves and pine needles swept swiftly across the road. He was driving right into the giant storm. There was no way around it on that westbound backroad in south Georgia. Things were about to rough for him.
He noticed a lone pine needle on the radio antennae. It looked as if it were clinging for dear life. The odds were certainly stacked against it with both the speed of the truck and the wind from…
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I’ve got writers block. Bleh. I try to write something but I feel it’s already been said and I don’t want to sound the same as another. I can’t even write this without backing up. I read a lot of quotes, momisms, and the like to help jolt my brain to no avail.
I have a few stories and poems in the works. I get so far and I draw a blank. I get on a train of thought and the second I’m interrupted the thought derails and I have a hard time readjusting. Or getting back on track. I’d like for my thoughts to automatically be transferred to paper (wishful thinkin, i know) Because the moment I go to write whatever it was that I was going to write it’s gone. I give myself headaches trying to think of what it was. I even retrace my steps, go back to doing whatever it was i was doing just to get my train of thought back.
Sometimes poems come as easily as a mud slide other times it’s stuck like chuck. I’ve rewritten poems until it was totally different from what I had in mind. The stories I’m working on, 3 in fact, I haven’t got titles because I’m not finished with them. I’ve got the plots and story going but I’ve come to a stopping point. When I’m working on one story it seems that the other story starts speaking and I go to work on that one. It’s a neverending cycle! I’d love to be able to have lots more time with each one.
It’s definitely a struggle.
On another note, I start my classes back on the 22nd. I’m excited about these classes which include creative writing and humanities 11. Writing and art. My two favs.
I hope I didn’t bore you too bad. Needed a little vent.
Have you ever wondered how a mom of all boys feels having all boys? Well let me indulge you a little. Being a mom of all boys is what I call organized chaos! Let me show you…
Upon graduating my math history class, which by the way I learned quiet a bit and I actually liked the class, I learned the theory of chaos. It is not as it sounds. Here I will explain, Chaos Theory: the branch of mathematics that deals with complex systems whose behavior is highly sensitive to slight changes in conditions, so that small alterations can give rise to strikingly great consequences. Another: these systems are deterministic, meaning that their future behavior is fully determined by their initial conditions, with no random elements involved. In other words, the deterministic nature of these systems does not make them predictable. This behavior is known as deterministic chaos, or simply chaos.
Now if you put “boys” instead of “complex systems” or “systems” you have the definition of my boys! No matter how predictable they may be there is always chaos in the mist. Such when I say ‘go find your shoes’ and then I get ‘I can’t find them’ which actually translates to ‘the shoes are currently within my present location but since they didn’t magically appear in my hands I have no clue where they are’. I knew when I asked them to go find their shoes I knew what the answer would be. Predicable. By the way, their shoes are to be taken off the moment they get into the house and stored behind the door. Yeah, so that shows how much they “looked” for said shoes!
It is fun and interesting to say the least. I love being a mom don’t get me wrong. These little buggers of mine keep it real. No matter how hard I strive for “perfection” they hit me with a big ol’ reality check. I can’t keep up some days and those days I have to say forget it, here’s the video game. Homeschooling is another journey. Stay tuned for that action!
Until next time…Moms of boys UNITE!😉
PTSD isn’t simple…read on to understand what most veterans go through.
Many people think PTSD is the root of all mental health problems among veterans. This oversimplification is often reinforced by behaviors considered abnormal. One veteran I spoke with claimed to have stopped a dangerous driver, thrown him out of the car, and “gave him a life lesson.” Most people would accuse the veteran of needing anger management classes or therapy to control his PTSD, but if you’re a veteran, you might be able to empathize with his reaction.
Many veterans experience anger, cynicism, or a heightened concern for justice during or after their service. These are not necessarily reactions to trauma or the result of PTSD, rather, they are the result of characteristics instilled in the military, but are no-longer adaptive in a civilian context.
A fellow Canadian colleague, Dr. John Whelan, has recently explored this particular issue in his book, Ghost in the Ranks: Forgotten Voices & Military Mental Health.
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