I did 10 pages out of 15 and started another paper.

I made breakfast for dinner. Eggs, hash browns, sausage, biscuits! The kids missed the grits.

I stayed home from work today. My stomach was bothering me, but it was probably bothering me because I had a ton of school work to do.

I did 10 pages on a 15 page paper and a couple of pages on another paper. It will all be over soon...............

This is worth a look see!

I just read this thing. I haven't for a while. You know, all I do here anymore is complain. Hmmmmm......

TGIF for real. You know, my job is a trip. They should call it the NutHouse. I'm scared to say too much online, but believe me when I tell you...........Work Force Development is a weird occupation. Plus, what do you do with an unemployed person who is an expert on Welfare Reform. Kind of limiting, isn't it.

I won't talk about all the papers that I have to do to graduate Springfeild College next month. It is just totally crazy around this house, at work, and everywhere else. Who ever told me I could work full time, go to school full time, and raise 5 children?

Would someone please donate me a vacation in celebration of my getting my Bachelor's degree after 10 years of on, off, part time, full time school?!?!?!?!?!?!

I am so tired most of the time. I have way too much to do ALL the time. Saturday was terrible, but Sunday was better.

The kids' activities seem to over ride mine and Heaven Help Us if Leroy has to work a Saturday or has something else to do.

My home is suffering. My work is okay, my school, is okay, but this house is BAD!! I just can't do everything for everybody all the time.

Help

I had the worst headache I have ever had in my life this morning. I called in to work. So when the headache got better (after 4 extra strenghth Excedrin), I still had no energy. SO, I went and worked out for the first time since my trip to California last August.

I am going to juice some carrots, apples, and cranberrys. I am trying to get back on track!!!

I am trying to get Leroy ready to go to the fair!!! I want to leave at 2:00 regardless. I went and got groceries this morning. The kids have been working on the house, but I may have to get some help in, for real!

I got a good deal at Wal Mart for the girls. Nice jeans with appliques and stuff like they like for only 9 dollars a pair.

Funny, how my children are growing. Jake graduates high school this year and goes straight into the Marines. George is five foot six and weighs 164 at 12 years old and is already in middle school. Jamila is still in a size 14 girls, but Lee Lee is getting bigger by the day. AND the FEET on those girls!!!! Leighanne can were a size 8, and the other day we went to Ryan's and Jamila wore a pair of MY shoes. Now, I am a 10, so I know they come by it naturally

Well, I have to get the kids back in the house so I can get some work done!

This is a short storie I wrote for my Creative Writing class. Oh, BTW, did I tell you I graduate in April. Yes, after 10 long years, I will have my B.S. I will be almost 44 years old.

Anyway this is a story as it would be written by a troubled 12 year old girl:.............



Amy Walker
By Jamie L. Jackson


My name was Amy Walker. I’m 12 years old and went to Emerson Jr. Hi. I was in 7th grade. I smoked pot for the first time on Halloween last year and sometimes on the way home from school there was these older guys who gave us girls beer. I have always done well in school; although, somehow it didn’t feel like it. They put me in gifted classes in fourth grade.

It was really funny how that happened. I used to hang out with this group of kids in third grade. We met in an old building every afternoon, and we would do things like play strip poker, smoke cigarettes, and go to the grocery store to steal things. We stole the cards to play the poker and candy and stuff. I used to think this one girl was cheating to make herself lose so she could take her clothes off. She was kind of our leader. I didn’t care. I was just glad I never had to take too much off. Anyway, when they tested me for the gifted programs, nobody told me what they were doing, so I thought that they were trying to find out what we had been doing in that old building. Come to find out, they wanted me to go to a new school with a whole classroom of other people who had taken the same test.

I had to catch the bus to go to the new elementary school, and I stayed there 3 years. I liked it because we got to do stuff the other students didn’t, like take Spanish, Creative Arts, and Typing. In 4th grade, I even won an award for the most original-weaving project. Funny, I just thought the weaving was weird. As a matter of fact, that was how I felt in general. Weird. The kids in my class were mostly from the homes of Doctors and Professors. There were a few of us who were different. There was Randy with the red hair, who wore plaid shirts and his pants were always too short. There was Evelyn. She was the only black girl in class. She had gotten burned around her mouth and head when she was a baby and she had scars around her mouth, and wore a wig. One time she was swinging on the bars and her wig fell off. Everyone laughed, but Evelyn cried. That hurt me. I liked Evelyn.

My mother even allowed me to ride my bike to Evelyn’s house one time. I was across the Main St. on the other side of town. The next weekend, I asked Evelyn to come to my house, but my mother said she couldn’t come. When I asked her why, she said she didn’t want the neighbor’s talking about us. I could feel the injustice in her words. She also used a word for black folks that made me feel uncomfortable. I asked Evelyn one day whether she preferred to be called Black, Negro, or Colored. She told me she preferred to be called Evelyn.
So I went through the “Gifted” classes in elementary school and started in Emerson Jr. Hi in gifted classes as well, but I wanted out. I already felt so different; I didn’t need to be MORE different. None of the cool kids were in the gifted classes.

I wanted to be like the kids who hung out on the field. There was a whole group of them. They would sit in a circle at lunchtime and sneak cigarettes and sometimes smoke pot. I know they did pills too, because one time this girl, Merry, had to be picked up by an ambulance for an overdose of what they said were “Reds”. Now, THAT, was cool.

I couldn’t really get in with the “in” crowd, but I could hang out with the siblings of some of them. Mara was in the same grade as me and she had a brother Jerome. He had long blonde hair and was really cool. When I went to Mara’s house, he was there. Him and his friends teased us about being virgins. One night, when I was spending the night with Mara, Jerome and I “did it”. So now they couldn’t tease me about that any more, but I still couldn’t hang out in the field with the cool kids either.

There was a girl named Charlotte who used to go to our school, but she hadn’t been coming lately. Some folks said that she had run away from home and that they had her going to some Drug Program during the day. Now that sounded cool…………and mysterious.

Mara and I went by her house on the way home once. She told about her experience of running away and how she now was going to group therapy everyday. She said they had good food there, and it was easier than school. I told her I was thinking about running away and she told me that it wasn’t a good idea. Funny, it sounded like GREAT idea.

So I started to prepare myself for my adventure. I pack my clothes and some food, and left it in the alley the night before I planned to run away. When Mara came by to get me for school, I took the pillowcase filled with my stuff. On the way to school, there was a vacant house and I went in there for my first day of freedom. Mara said she would stop by on the way home from school. I sat there all day. I ate some of the food, but all I mostly did was sit. I was afraid to leave the house because I thought someone would see me. When it came time for Mara to come by, she brought other people. They were all excited for me. They thought I was cool. I felt important for the first time in my life. I was cool. Soon after though, they left. Back to their homes and families and dinnertime.

As I sat in the house, it started to get dark and I was scared. I figured I would go to Charlotte’s house and she would tell me what to do next. What she did was call the police department. They came to the house and said that I had not even been reported missing yet (I guess my Mom was still at work), and if I wanted they could take me home. I refused. I wanted to go to Juvenile Hall! I figured that would do a lot for my new cool rep.
I stayed two weeks in Juvey until I got to see a judge. By then I was ready to go home. I had been the youngest in there and the other girls’ used to tease me and once they even told me that I had to be with another girl. I wrote home to my mother and told her she had to help me, but one of guards were friends with the girls and she told them what I had written. They were really mad then, so I mainly stayed in my room, but there were older girls who would talk to me and sometimes teach me things about how to make it in Juvey and in the world. I will say one thing about Juvey; it was there I learned to start reading books. After all, when you can’t leave your room much, what else can you do?

I was glad to go home, but nothing much had changed there or at school. My mother and I lived in small house on Verde Street. It had one bedroom, a kitchen, bathroom and living room. It sat on an alley, way back from the other houses. I hadn’t always lived with my Moma. Sometimes Moma couldn’t take care of kids. You see Moma took pills all the time, and about every six months she would start drinking and drink almost all the time for a long time.

When I was 2, I was in an orphanage for a short while. My older sister and brother were there too, but my grandmother came and got me. I know you won’t believe it, but I can still see the old stone building and my sister waving good-bye when we drove away. I wondered how she felt staying there, when grandma was taking me away. Grandma and Popa (my grandfather) took me to live with my Grandmother’s Brother and his Wife. They sold gravestones in their front yard. I turned three there, and I had a tricycle that I used to ride around the house. One day, when I was outside, my mother pulled up in a pick up truck with her new husband. She had my sister with her. I don’t know where my brother was. Both my sister and mother had white blonde hair just like that lady in the movies on TV. I don’t remember them leaving, but they did.

Eventually my Grandmother had to come and get me. The Aunt and Uncle had said I cried all the time. Funny, I don’t remember that either, but I must have. Grandma and Popa where going to California. She said my mother was there with her new husband and I could go and stay with them for a while.
We lived in Fresno, California, and my mother was pregnant with who would become my youngest sister. About the time for her to be born, my mother’s sister came and got me. Aunt Rebecca and my Uncle Harold were going to Missouri, and I went with them. I loved it there. We went fishing and rode horses, and I walked miles and miles through the woods. Laura (my little sister) was born in August, and I had to get back to California. It was almost time for me to start school.

When I came back, Moma had my sister. She was so beautiful. We had to live in small house at first and I started school, but once my Step Dad and Mom both were working, we were able to move to the house on L St.
It was obvious my Step Dad preferred my little sister to me. He beat me, but she was just a baby. Once he cut a switch to whip me with, but it had another stick that had gown off of it. He had cut that one off too, but had left a nub. That nub went into my leg. They were all concerned then, and everyone took very good care of me.
There were many examples of my Stepfather’s preference for Laura, although I never blamed Laura for it. Once, when we were taking a bath together, I was squirting water at her from the gap in my front teeth, and he came in the bathroom and spit in my face asking how did I liked it? Another time, he was letting us drive. Laura was 2 then, and I was 6. I got to drive first and I thought I did pretty well. Laura did what babies do and swung the wheel back and forth. He said I did terrible and that Laura could drive better than me. I just couldn’t seem to make him like me.

All in all, I didn’t mind, I guess. I was able to stay away from home all day playing, and the only time I had to worry much was in the morning. My mother worked nights and my Stepfather worked days. I would lie in bed in the morning and listen to the footsteps. I didn’t want to get up if only my Stepfather was there. I could tell my mother’s footsteps. They were light and fast. His were hard and heavy. One morning I lay in bed for a long time. Waiting to hear my mother’s footsteps. Finally I just had to get up, and there she was! I guess she had been tired and walking heavier. I cried and cried, because I could have been with her for a long time, but thought it was him.

Eventually he left and took Laura, we followed on a Greyhound bus after selling everything in the house. We took her back, but eventually he came back to California and got her. There are a lot of details in there I have left out, but what ended up happening was my mother started drinking a lot with all the pills and my Grandma came and got me again.

I lived with her until I was 11. I had saved the money from my Moma’s pennies she would gave me from her tips as a waitress, until I got enough to rent us our own place.
Anyway, eventually, when I got out of Juvey I started going to the same group therapy place Charlotte did. They have grown ups that come there for methadone too, and I have one friend who always has plenty pot. We get the munchies and eat all the good food.

I’m almost thirteen now. I look much older. I have had sex with quite a few guys. I don’t really see what they see in it, but I it makes me feel like they care for me.
I don’t plan on staying home much longer. I met a whole bunch of folks in Juvey that told me what to do when you run away, and where to go. Then with the older folks I met at the Therapy center and in the methadone clinic they had there, I could do okay.

Maybe I will go down to the “Cue Ball” downtown where the big teenagers hang out and get high. Maybe they will accept me.

This Mad Cow may talk a little "TOO" much!

Worked my tail off today, but after I practically didn't work at all yesterday, I guess I made up for it.

Church tonight for me and the kids. I don't know where Fat Daddy (Leroy) is. He's always someplace doin' something.

Georgie and I made bologna subs for the kids to eat in the van on the way to church. I have to leave now and start the pick up process.

I'm pooped, as usual.............

I've got more going on than I do time. Went to work, took Jake with me. He paid his late ticket next door to where I work. Then, I had to take him to the Doc. He had told me about a month ago he had stuck something in his toe, but then I heard no more about it. He went for a Marine Pool function Saturday and said his foot was hurting. It was swollen and kind of red, so I made an acute apointment for him and took him in.

Come to find out he has Cellulitis (inner infection) and he is now on pain pills and antibiotics.

I got SOME work done here at home, but that pretty much shot the day. I am making spagetti (how is that really spelled) and then I have to go pick up the little girls from daycare and Jamila from the Academy. Leroy is picking up George. He joined soccer and has to be picked up daily now too.

It never ends.......

Welcome Jesus

Well, I went to a funeral yesterday for a lady who was a good friend of mine. Her name was Ms. Dixie and she managed a Laundry. She was in her 60s, and spunky as all get out. She died of cancer and smoked til the end.

See you later, Miss Dixie.

Well, ladies and gentlemen. My house is halfway clean!!!

That's pretty fun!

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Work has been extremely busy, with complications every step of the way. My job is easy in a way. I recruit employed people with children under 18, who are under 200% of the poverty level, to get training to be able to move up in their current position or to get a better one. BUT we are alway running into bottle necks. Now it's the school we are using, and we can only use one. GEEZ!!!!

I am in school today though. Had to take a V Day. I finally graduate with my BS in April, Praise God!

I have finally quite drinking again, which would have killed me sooner had I not stopped. I have to work on the cigarettes AGAIN now, and get back to working out!!!

The house is a mess, thank God for three day weekends!

I wrote the following poem for my Creative Writing for Social Change class. It is called "I Got This". It's about a young man who dropped out of school and was partying and selling drugs. His mother had told him that he was just like his "no good" Daddy in the Penitentary and that he could never trust white people.

He goes to jail and meet a white police officer that see potential in him and wants to help him get his education. He finally relents and says that when he gets his education, he will come back and help his friends. That the world he was going to was strange to him, but only for now.

I hope you like it and will email me and let me know what you think.

I can handle it, I’m almost grown
I’m young and fine and can hold my own

Party, Krunk, DJ Sporty
Live fast, Die young, never forty

Prepare for the future, when I see none there
Sling that thing like I just don’t care

Jailhouse house rock, not my fault
Granny says not worth my salt

No fear, no way, no how, I’m da' Bone
No money, no Dawgs, no shorties, I’m alone

White police don’t like black jits
He say, “Help you?” I say “Shit”

Why me, white boy? Not my Pops
All he saw was yo’ prison locks

See potential? Clean your glass
I don’t need yo’ cracker ass

Burn, burn, with all the hate
Moma told me, y’all too late

“Don’t trust no white man in this town;
They only there to get you down”

How you know ‘bout my crew ain’t tight
And who is you to say I ain’t raised right

Good in school? Sho’ I got game
Tho’ slinging “caine is my claim to fame

Tired now, you cramping my style
Go on now, let me thank a while

I can’t do what the white man say
Go to school and make my way

That was not my Daddy’s game
And Moma tells me, I’m just the same


Don’t I look like my old boy?
Flicking chicks like I enjoy

Baby’s daddy, that’s not me
Will never see the penitentiary

Okay, white man, give it a spin
Let’s see what you can get me in

If I get get it, know what I’ll do?
I’ll come right back and use it too

So my Dawgs can see a flick of light
In the world we live it’s always night

I’d be the first in a long, long line
To make a move, to take the time

To trust the folks, to let it down
To show my Granny, to show this town

I can do it, I got game
Make the move, not stay the same
Live a life that may be strange

For Now

Jamie Jackson

Flu, flu, flu, flu, flu

I Love Christmas

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I am so tired.

I like my new job, but there is a bureaucracy that is kind of crazy. I'm used to running my own deal. Now everything I create has to be approved by three different people. Fortunately, I have a wonderful supervisor!!!! The rest of the folks are cool too, but I really like Darra and my coworker Altavise.

School had consumed my life for many years now. All I can say is...........I graduate with a BS in April and I recommend to all young people...............DON'T WAIT!!!

Tomorrow is my last day of school for this semester...........WOO HOOO!!! It is also the end of a my year long group project!!! I am so glad.

NOW, I only have 12 more credits to graduate and I could not be happier. It has taken me 10 years to get my Bachelor's Degree and it is almost over.

I guess I am going straight into the Master's Program. I may as well since I am used to going. Plus while working with this company, I have a feeling that the education will come in handy. I really hope to stay with ACS until I retire. I switching companies, but in this one, a person can move around and stay in the same company. That will work well for me since I get bored so easily.

I am SO freakin tired. For some reason I can't hardly make it past 3 pm. I am a morning person though.

Oh, whatever!

Christmas time!! I sure don't feel like it. I am going to have to get the tree up. I am just so NOT feeling Christmasy.

I am doing WELL at the new job.

One thing I haven't told you yet.....................I drink again. It is not really bad, but I can't go to church at night and haven't been on Sunday for almost 3 months.

I have to get it together. Church is important to me. My relationship with God is important to me.

It won't be today though.

The first week on the job was great. I got T-Day and today off and I still get paid. WOOO HOOO!! The real business starts Monday.

Georgie has fallen and broke his two front teeth. I have a call into the dentist, but I don't really know what to do.

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As we move along this "Information Highway" a lot of us develop relationships, friendships, with the people we meet here. This is true of me. I have friends that I have had for a number of years. Some I have met in person and I have grown close to. Others, I have only corresponded with, but the relationships have blossomed in to wonderful friendships.

There is a man in Georgia who lived in a cabin with his wonderful wife. For the last couple of years we have talked about all kinds of things. Recovery from alcoholism, children, family, yardwork. I had not heard from him in a while and knowing that he was ill, I feared the worst. Today I received an email from his wife that Clay is dying. They do not expect him to last until Sunday.

I cannot tell you how saddened I am by this. A wonderful man I have never met, but who I looked up to as a friend and mentor is passing. He shared his Experience, Strength and Hope with me. Thank you Clay. Save a spot for me buddy.

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Well, I got the job. The only thing they have to check about is whether there is a corporate policy on my felonies. After all they were 14 years ago.

I start Wednesday. How in the world, am I EVER going to finish everything up by Wednesday!!!

Now this next one is pretty cute!!!! Although I don't know if I agree with the Oracle!!!

The Oracle Advises...

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This is kind of strange...........................

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This is IT here ----> Corn Bread and Sausage Stuffing

McCormick - Recipes - Candied Sweet Potato Casserole - Side Dish I am looking for some new recipes this year!

I think they are going to give me that job at ACS though, and that will eliminate my new persona. I like the program they described though and it is not a management position, so I don't have that added stress. The salary is fair, actually good for here in Florida.

I will miss this time here.

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Basingstoke Life

Resume of Jamie Jackson

I have a second interview with ACS for a Career Manager position. I don't know if I am ready to go back to work, but I will for the right amount.

I am really enjoying working in the house. There is so much to do!!! I wish I could work part time, but there are no benefits with that even if you can find it.

Oh well, wish me luck, or pray for me.

Why didn't I take care of all this on the weekend? Saturday we worked on it! Can you imagine? Yesterday I spent with my hubbie! The Bucs were robbed!

I have gotten 5 children off to school. Found a uniform that defied being found, rescued a shoe that was under a mountain of clothes (clean or dirty? I have no idea).

Combed hair that I should have braided yesterday, dropped one off and had to come back home to get her signed "Friday Report" so she didn't get detention or "boot lunch" as they have it at the Academy.

Now I have cereal bowls half full on the table, milk left out from the night before that is probably going to have to go for the dogs, mountains of laundry, both dirty to wash and clean to fold. Not to mention my school work from my 12 credits I am taking this semester. Did I mention I need to finish stenciling the vines in my hallway, and that they just opened a new store here called "Old Times" that has the greatest stuff at the best prices that I HAVE to get to.

Maybe I need a nap before I get started!

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United States Potato Board - Recipes:
"Chicken and Gravy Pouch Potatoes"

4 servings
Preparation Time: 10 Minutes
Cooking Time: 35 Minutes

2 cups frozen peas

1/2 medium red bell pepper, cut into strips

2 teaspoons dried thyme leaves

2 teaspoons salt

1 teaspoon pepper

4 sheets (12 inches square) heavy duty aluminum foil

1 1/3 pounds (4 medium) potatoes, sliced 1/4-inch thick

4 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves, sliced 1/2-inch thick

1 jar (12 ounces) prepared chicken gravy


Heat oven to 450°F. In bowl, mix all ingredients; divide equally among foil sheets (about 1 1/2 cups each), placing mixture on right halves of foil squares. To seal each pouch, fold left side of foil over mixture. Fold in right edge 1/2 inch; fold again. Fold top and bottom edges the same way, leaving room for heat to circulate inside pouch. Place on baking sheet and bake in center of oven 35 minutes. To open pouches, with scissors, cut a cross in the top of each, then pull back points, being careful as steam is released.



Calories: 355
Fat: 7 g
Cholesterol: 67 mg
Sodium: 1817 mg
Carbohydrates: 42 g
Fiber: 7 g
Protein: 36 g "

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I learned how to knit today and I am making a scarf. I got a lot done to the house yesterday and now I am going to spend the next hour or so folding clothes, then go get the girls from Elementary school, go to the store, come home, fold more clothes, cook dinner, etc.

Jake's girl friend is going to come over at 2 and paint the ceiling in the hallway. My dining room looks so great in my 3 colors of green and border. I love to walk in the door now!!

My sister Sherry from Bakersfield California and her husband Bob, came to visit. I got them to stay about a week, but it wasn't easy. They have driven all across the United States and are now driving back.

I showed them all the sites including Guavaween, Ft. Desoto Park, St. Pete Peir, etc. We had a great time, but I have been in school the last two weekends as well, so now my house is a disaster area! LOLOLOL

I hope they end up moving here.

Bob helped my paint my dining room while they were here. I did it in three different colors of green and put a borner around the tope that has leaves in green and gold on a white background. I am going to paint ALL the ceilings a very light peach, the laundry room will be light blue and the hallway peach and light blue. Probably Peach for the living room, but I am not sure yet.

I am trying to use my time wisely since I am not working anymore, but it's hard to keep up with the normal house work; never the less, the painting, etc.

I am going to bring my plants in this winter. I don't usually. I just cover them up when we get a small freeze, but I have a big shelf now in the dining room where they would look lovely. If you want to see you must go to Yahoo Messenger and find me PoJamie143@yahoo.com, then, I will show you on my web cam. No perverts need apply. (big grin)

Oh Man!

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Hmmmmmmm ;-)

Took Lee Lee to the Doc today. They doubled her meds for her ADHD. That's good, because it seems to be working.

I am cooking spaghetti tonight, and salad.

The kids (George and Lee) are doing their homework. Destiny is at Aunt Lillie's playing with her cousin Tina. Jake is at work. Jamila is still at school. She is in tutoring.

I need to go fold clothes.

Blondes have more fun cooking - Cookbook I saw this on a morning TV show, local here in Tampa.

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Destiny has a temperature.

I am volunteering at Jamila's school today serving lunch. I am also going to work on their website, so that should be fun. In the meantime I am going to get this house semi clean.

I have to leave here at 10:30 and go by the store too!! So what are you doing stranger?

Okay! Life is on the upswing. I had an interview last week, although I am in no hurry to go to work. I have plenty of work to do around here!

I had a good weekend, and plan to have a good week.

Hmmmm

I am steadily depressed.

I am not accomplishing anything.

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I bought a wok.

.........this house is in a lot better shape! I'm starting to get stuff organized now. I had to redo my files and create files for resume, reference, etc stuff, and then a separate file for all the unemployment print out stuff. I don't really have a lot of space to do a lot of things I would like to do here.

Did I tell you, I've always wanted to buy stuff and sell at the flea market and ebay. It's kind of a weird hobby I would like to have and be able to make cash money. I may even put an ad in the community paper and do resumes. I've purchased stuff for the kids to be able to put their towels back in the bathroom on their own hook and everything. The only thing is I need to pain some rooms.

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Tex-Mex Gooey Casserole
Recipe Courtesy of Emeril Lagasse

Stir Fry

Southwestern Taco Pot Pie

Well, I wrecked the van. Lee Lee busted her nose. She had the seat belt on, but it was too loose! State Farm called me first thing this morning, then they had Enterprise call me and I have a rental car for 5 bucks a day. One good thing is that I pay 400 dollars a month for car and life insurance on the kids and that is a lot, but I guess I'm getting my money's worth out of it.

I'm surprised they are not totaling the van. It's messed up.

I am suppose to volunteer at Jamila's school today. I guess I could get out of it, but I may as well do my duty.

I am trying to get this house clean. I've been working on it for days, but man it sure had been neglected!!! I just got back from Walmart buying cleaning supplies and the veggies to make a stew for dinner. I have to put the spegehtii from last night into freezer bags too!

Lee Lee to the Doc today as well! This is kind of fun, you know????

Well, things have changed quite a bit. Monday they eliminated my postion at the CDC at so I am officially unemployed.

I didn't want to be there anymore and that's a fact, but I have had so MUCH stress lately that I weirded out for a couple of days. So much so that my husband had the ladies at the church come pray with me. I am sure glad they did too!! I also went to the Doc who changed my meds. She said I was having Panic Attacks. Once I found out what was wrong I almost felt better immediately. She also changed my Paxil to Paxil CR 50 mg. That is the time released kind. The she gave me so stuff to take at night.

I won't say anything else about the CDC because at least the way they let me go was decent enough.

I have filed for unemployment and got the letter about it today.

I made Lasagna tonight and am going to make a salad. You hungry?

I have an interview tomorrow morning with Remedy Staffing. I have also been contacted by Ranstad staffing for a position.

I am tickled pink! Everyday now at the CDC where I work, they do things to make me feel "less than". Eight years of my life I gave that organization and now this. I didn't post here the problems I have had there, but suffice to say, I let them know that I thought their focus was more on the money than the community. That would be fine if they were a for profit organization, but they represent theirselves to be members of a community that I don't think they truly relate to.

Did I tell you I got written up for giving a client a bowl of rice and beans?

"Walking on Water

A rabbi, priest, and a minister are out fishing in a boat on a big lake when the priest realizes that he has to go to the bathroom. Not wanting to disturb the fishing of the others in the boat by having them take him to shore, he gets out of the boat and walks across the water to do his business and then returns to the boat.

A little while later the minister has to go also and he does the same. He walks across the water, does his business and returns across the water to the boat.

Finally the rabbi feels the urge to go to the bathroom too, so he climbs out of the boat. But instead of walking across the water, he falls into the water and starts to wildly splash around. The priest and the minister finally drag the rabbi back into the boat and the priest turns to the minister and says, 'Maybe we should have told him where the rocks were.'"

Oh, most folks know but I am a convicted felon (14 years ago). I am working on a Pardon (Executive Clemency). Wanna write me a letter of recommendation?

I just CAN"T go pick up Lee Lee and have her do her homework in the office with me for very much longer. This stress is getting past the point of reason.

Now, the other kids have gone to church and Lee Lee and I are here at home. She has to do her homework. It is already 6:30 p.m. in Sunny Florida folks! We have at least 4 hours worth of work and you know we can't do it.

My house is filthy!! I think I'm losing it. I started smoking again of all things.

At least things are cool with the other 4 kids. Pray for us, here?

Leighanne has always been distracted easily. I guess I have always known she was ADHD, but I didn't want to have her labeled. I was dead set against meds. She didn't learn anything in first grade but they passed her anyway because they were afraid she would fail 2nd grade too and she turns 9 in December. So she went to 2nd grade knowing nothing and failed 2nd because she had no foundation to build on.

I managed to get her a MacKay scholarship and Praise God for whoever this MacKay is, because now at least she is in private school. She does not do her work in class though and she has at least 4 hours worth of homework a day because of this.

I finally have asked the Doc for the Connor test so she can be diagnosed and put on meds to help her focus more in class. I bring her to work for two hours with me after school and I just can't tutor her for two hours every day at my job and then go home and do it for another 2 hours.

I decided not to try to graduate with my BS in December. I will do all my work this semester and then dual enroll in my last few credits undergrad and do a couple of Masters classes.

My stress level is pretty high right now.