It seems as if I'm a popular one.  Why, you ask?  Remember Mr. Big and the lightbulb fiasco.

Mr. Big is up to his old tricks.  Didn't I break up with his sorry ass way back when?  How come he kissed me today in the elevator?  What the fuck was that all about?  Don't I have enough problems (men=problems)?  Lucky for him the elevator doors opened right away and there was people standing there so he didn't get to hear what was on mind.  Such as WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU KISSING ME?

So Dawn and Michelle want more.  So here goes.  This guy works and lives at my apartment complex.  About a year ago he came to fix something and I thought this guy was H - O - T!!!!  His lips - he has this habit of licking his lips while he's talking.  It's one of the sexiest things I've ever seen!  He has dreamy bedroom eyes and...wait, I digress. 

Of course I see him all the time.  He FINALLY asked me for my number a little while ago and we've been talking and hanging out since then.  The first time was kind of rushed so it wasn't as great as I thought it would be:)  But last night, WOW.  As I said, he rocked my world.  He's definitely a keeper. 

To break it all down, he's hot, funny, intelligent, and he's great in bed.  What more could a girl ask for???  Let's not forget, he can fix EVERYTHING. 

Ahhh, life is so good.  Merry Christmas to me:) 

My world got rocked tonight.  WOW!  Oh.  My.  God.  How the hell did that happen?  Now I need to get myself to bed.  (That's never happened before either.)

As we all know, holidays can be a stressful time for our kids.  Especially, those kids with autism or the like.  Personally, I do all my "partying" at home.  Which of course means I do all the cooking:)  Everyone is invited.  This way, if DJ needs to chill out, he can go into another room and feel comfortable.  Others aren't able to do this.  Here is a holiday letter you can share with your family and friends.  (I actually do post this up so people can read it.)

I understand that we will be visiting each other for the holidays this year! Sometimes these visits can be very hard for me, but here is some information that might help our visit to be more successful.

As you probably know, I am challenged by a hidden disability called autism or what some people refer to as a pervasive developmental disorder (PDD).

Autism/PDD is a neuro-developmental disorder which makes it hard for me to understand the environment around me. I have barriers in my brain that you can't see but which make it difficult for me to adapt to my surroundings.

Sometimes I may seem rude and abrupt, but it is only because I have to try so hard to understand people and at the same time, make myself understood. People with autism have different abilities: some may not speak, some write beautiful poetry, others are whizzes in math (Albert Einstein was thought to be autistic), or have difficulty making friends. We are all different and need various degrees of support.

Sometimes when I am touched unexpectedly, it might feel painful and make me want to run away. I get easily frustrated, too. Being with lots of other people is like standing next to a moving freight train and trying to decide how and when to jump aboard. I feel frightened and confused a lot of the time, like you would if you landed on an alien planet and didn't understand how the inhabitants communicated. This is why I need to have things the same as much as possible. Once I learn how things happen, I can get by ok. But if something, anything changes, then I have to relearn the situation all over again! It is very hard.

When you try to talk to me, I often can't understand what you say because there is a lot of distraction around. I have to concentrate very hard to hear and understand one thing at a time. You might think I am ignoring you -- I am not. Rather, I am hearing everything and not knowing what is most important to respond to.

Holidays are exceptionally hard because there are so many different people, places and things going on that are out of my ordinary realm. This may be fun and adventurous for most people, but for me, it's very hard work and can be extremely stressful. I often have to get away from all the commotion to calm down. It would be great if you had a private place set up to where I could retreat.

If I cannot sit at the meal table, do not think I am misbehaved or that my parents have no control over me. Sitting in one place for even 5 minutes is often impossible for me. I feel so antsy and overwhelmed by all the smells, sounds, and people -- I just have to get up and move about.

Please don't hold up your meal for me -- go on without me and my parents will handle the situation the best way they know. Eating in general is hard for me. If you understand that autism is a sensory processing disorder, it's no wonder eating is a problem!

Think of all the senses involved with eating: sight, smell, taste, touch AND all the complicated mechanics that are involved with chewing and swallowing that a lot of people with autism have trouble with. I am not being picky -- I literally cannot eat certain foods as my sensory system and/or oral motor coordination are impaired. Don't be disappointed If mommy hasn't dressed me in starch and bows. It's because she knows how much stiff and frilly clothes can drive me buggy! I have to feel comfortable in my clothes or I will just be miserable!

Temple Grandin, a very smart adult with autism, has taught people that when she had to wear stiff petticoats as a child, she felt like her skin was being rubbed with sandpaper. I often feel the same way in dressy clothes.

When I go to someone else's house, I may appear bossy and controlling. In a sense, I am being controlling because that is how I try to fit into the world around me (which is so hard to figure out!)

Things have to be done in a way I am familiar with or else I might get confused and frustrated. It doesn't mean you have to change the way you are doing things -- just please be patient with me and understanding of how I have to cope ... mom and dad have no control over how my autism makes me feel inside.

People with autism often have little things that they do to help themselves feel more comfortable. The grown ups call it "Self regulation," or "stimming'. I might rock, hum, flick my fingers in my face, flap my arms or any number of different things. I am not trying to be disruptive or weird. Again, I am doing what I have to do for my brain to adapt to your world. Sometimes I cannot stop myself from talking, singing, or partaking in an activity. The grown ups call this "perseverating" which is kinda like self regulation or stimming. I do this only because I have found something to occupy myself that makes me feel comfortable, and I don't want to come out of that comfortable place and join your hard-to-figure-out-world.

Perseverative behaviors are good to a certain degree because they help me calm down. Please be respectful to my mom and dad if they let me "stim" for awhile as they know me best and what helps to calm me. Remember that my mom and dad have to watch me much more closely than the average child. This is for my own safety, preservation of your possessions, and to facilitate my integration with you tippies (what we autistics fondly call you neurotypical folk!). It hurts my parents' feelings to be criticized for being over protective or condemned for not watching me close enough. They are human and have been given an assignment intended for saints. My parents are good people and need your support.

Holidays are filled with sights, Sounds, and smells. The average household is turned into a busy, frantic, festive place. Remember that this may be fun for you tippies but it's very hard work for me to conform.

If I fall apart or act out in a way that you consider socially inappropriate, please remember that I don't possess the neurological system that is required to follow tippy rules. I am a unique person -- an interesting person. I will find my place at this celebration that is comfortable for us all as long as you'll try to view the world through my eyes! Please pass this along to families you feel may benefit from it ... it has already helped us this past Thanksgiving.

Yeppers, we won...AGAIN.  Unfortuntely, didn't help me much on my football pool.  I needed them to win by 10:( 

Now that DJ has started 1st grade, he gets more homework (naturally).  His teacher started to give him written tests as well.  He's given a list of spelling words each week to memorize and usually gets tested on Friday.  DJ is REALLY good at trying to figure out.  He's excellent with consonants, not so good with vowels.  As the weeks progress, so do the level of words given.

His teacher and I talked.  Did I mention DJ is in an Asperger support classroom?  He's in the class with 6 other children (K-2), and all lesson plans are individualized according to the student and his IEP.  DJ was having a bit of a hard time (besides the fact he doesn't want to take the extra 5-10 minutes a night to go over them with me.)  He passes each week but I know he can do SO much better.  When his teacher and I talked, we decided to start testing him on Mondays.  This way he has Monday through Monday to study. 

I came up with an even better idea.  I can't believe I'm even entertaining the thought!  DJ's biggest obsession is electronics.  For those of you understaning Aspie kids, they're big on obsessions (complete and total obsession).  Electronics including television, VCR, DVD, computer, video games, etc, etc.  This consumes his life.  When is the next time he can watch TV, or play the gamecube?  These are the all important questions in our house.  He wants to do absolutely NOTHING else.  Anyway, that's another problem, lol. 

While I do appreciate all the hits to my site, I should let you know you are not going to find "sex with sister-in-law" here.  I don't have a sister-in-law.  I don't even have a brother.  Come to think of it, I'm an only child. 

Nor are you going to find "my mommy nude."  Ewwwww, who actually does this?  I'm not even talking to my "mommy", so you're shit out of luck, pal. 

I really don't want to sound ungrateful, but move on, PERVERTS!