Pumpkin patch

I heart Merrymeade Farms

King of Prussia Mall

So after dropping Isaac off at his dad's I popped over to King of Prussia Mall. I wanted to pick up a few more work clothes and I planned to start off at New York and Co. They were having a pretty good sale but I came to the conclusion that although I am required to dress professionally, I really need clothes that are basically disposable. So I ended up at Old Navy where I picked up a few things. So anyways, it has been a while since I have been over to KOP and I was shocked to see how aggressive some of the vendors at the little carts are getting. Those hand lotion people have always been mildly obnoxious but today took it to a whole new level. I don't even know what this stand was selling (it wasn't too far from the LEGO store). I think curling irons? Anyways I am about 15 feet away when this guy comes charging towards me. I abruptly turned 45 degrees obviously making a point to go all the way to the far side of the mall to avoid him. His partner then comes rushing after me "Can I talk to you for a second?". NO!!!! For crying out loud I don't want to learn about the curling iron that is also a straightening iron. Also, I was surprised to see that you can have your eyebrows threaded or your teeth whitened right in the middle of the mall in front of everyone. Is nothing sacred anymore? What's next-- a bikini wax stand? I thought the water massager stand was bad enough... eesh...

Love of my life

So I have been making an effort to borrow my parent's camera to occasionally snap pictures, since I am still camera-less. Here are a few of my favorite subject....

In other news, did you see you can finally get blogger to let you know when people update their blogs? I am so excited, that is the one thing that sort of turned me off about this site. And you can even follow anonymously, so people don't see your cyber-stalker tendencies!!!

Life is looking up

Man for a couple of weeks there I didn't think I was going to make it. I was coming home from school everyday crying hysterically and then working four more hours at home. Things are definitely getting better, which is a relief. The kids are getting into a rhythm, I'm getting a better handle on things, and I am getting a little more help. Thankfully the other autistic team members are AWESOME. If I had difficult or unfriendly coworkers it would be completely unbearable but everyone is so helpful and nice. So hopefully things will just keep getting better and better. I am not waking up totally nauseous anymore as I was for the first 25 days of school or so, so that's a good thing. In other news, I am going to see Counting Crows again at the end of the month! Hurray! Unfortuneatly, it is in North Jersey on a school night, and I am not allowed to take a personal day following the concert (report cards are due). But it will be totally worth it I'm sure. I'm going with my good friend and randomly assigned freshman year roommate Nicole, so it will be a real treat to see her again as well. I saw them in August and it was a super fun show but a short set since they were opening for Maroon 5. It will be fun to see them in a more intimate venue and a longer set. I am not 100% sure but I am thinking this will be close to the tenth time I have seen them. Let's see, what else? I get paid next week and I am definitely getting a new camera then. It's so torturous for a scrapbooker to be camera-less! So expect a lot more pictures in the future. Isaac is so funny. He cracks me up on a regular basis. It is just so obvious to me that he lives in a household of adults. He is on a new kick now of choosing his own outfits and there is absolutely NO changing his mind when he is set on one. He has lots of cute clothes but he puts them together in ways that make him look absurd. It bothers me a lot more than it bothers my mom, who gets him dressed every morning. I have definitely picked him up at school and been like "What on earth are you wearing???" In other news, when I picked him up last week at his dad's he said casually "I hate it here". His dad was hurt and I was so embarassed. He doesn't understand what he is saying, but I still felt horrible. His Dad really makes an effort for Isaac. I don't believe in spanking, but I wanted to flip Isaac over and give him a good whack. It didn't help that his dad accused me of encouraging thoughts like that, which couldn't be farther from the truth.... Well I better wrap this up. I need to get my stuff together for tomorrow and I am already nodding off. Isaac woke up at 5:15 this morning. Of course by the time I managed to settle him with a movie and relax enough to drift off my alarm was ringing. He has been waking up so early lately and it is driving me crazy! Anyways, that's all for now....

Can we talk about

How wonderful the Dark Chocolate Dreams peanut butter is? Seriously. It's amazing.