Monday, December 22, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
I'm feeling pretty good today. Fall is here and the weather in Amarillo is delightful! I took about a mile and a half walk this morning while listening to the new James Taylor cd "Covers". It is great!
The gym is going well. I am pumped about doing something I never thought I would do there...create a special class for special needs kids...autistic ones in particular. I've been teaching a little boy for the last two years who was diagnosed shortly before coming to me. When he grew out of the mom/pop/tot class he was in, I decided to experiment and allow his mother to assist him in a regular class for 2 and 3 year olds (where parents do not normally assist). He has made tremendous progress in the last month...so much so that we are rounding up other autistic children to start a new class with a format designed just for them.
George went to Colorado last weekend to experience a one man retreat right before he rolled over another year in his life. He had a great time except for the blow-out he had on his jeep en route. His brand new tire was replaced when he returned home. His real birthday (Monday) was somewhat less eventful, but Nate came over to celebrate that night with chicken fried steak and white chocolate pound cake. Nate turned 32 on Tuesday. Wow! How can he be that old!
The gym is going well. I am pumped about doing something I never thought I would do there...create a special class for special needs kids...autistic ones in particular. I've been teaching a little boy for the last two years who was diagnosed shortly before coming to me. When he grew out of the mom/pop/tot class he was in, I decided to experiment and allow his mother to assist him in a regular class for 2 and 3 year olds (where parents do not normally assist). He has made tremendous progress in the last month...so much so that we are rounding up other autistic children to start a new class with a format designed just for them.
George went to Colorado last weekend to experience a one man retreat right before he rolled over another year in his life. He had a great time except for the blow-out he had on his jeep en route. His brand new tire was replaced when he returned home. His real birthday (Monday) was somewhat less eventful, but Nate came over to celebrate that night with chicken fried steak and white chocolate pound cake. Nate turned 32 on Tuesday. Wow! How can he be that old!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Life is a struggle
"The world is one big birthin' room and no one is exempt from the struggle of labor." (L.K.S. 9/20/08)
We found out this week George's sister has liver cancer.
We found out this week George's sister has liver cancer.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Kicking off Fall
We have just returned from an 11 day car trip to the Eastern and Midwestern part of the United States. Fall classes are under way in a big way at the gym, and we are trying to catch our breath. Olympic years always tend to be good years for enrollment and this one is no different.
Our trip was a good one. We caught up with one of George's old army buddies and an Amarillo friend's father on separate occasions in Tennessee, my sister and her family in Virginia, and my parents and sister in Wisconsin. Our best buddy on the trip was a talking Tom Tom GPS (affectionately named "Ms. TT") we purchased on the first leg of the journey. It taunted us with "turn around as soon as possible" several times when we decided to take some unscheduled side trips, but maneuvered us through Chicago as if we really knew where we were going. 100 thousand plus Harley Davidson motorcycles enroute to Milwaukee greeted us both coming and going through several of the states. People from all over the nation congregated there for Harley's 105th birthday celebration.
Our trip was a good one. We caught up with one of George's old army buddies and an Amarillo friend's father on separate occasions in Tennessee, my sister and her family in Virginia, and my parents and sister in Wisconsin. Our best buddy on the trip was a talking Tom Tom GPS (affectionately named "Ms. TT") we purchased on the first leg of the journey. It taunted us with "turn around as soon as possible" several times when we decided to take some unscheduled side trips, but maneuvered us through Chicago as if we really knew where we were going. 100 thousand plus Harley Davidson motorcycles enroute to Milwaukee greeted us both coming and going through several of the states. People from all over the nation congregated there for Harley's 105th birthday celebration.
We had intended on camping as much as possible along the way, but four solid days of rain guided us right to some comfortable motels instead. I think our next vacation may be a destination all inclusive type thing. Guess I'd better start saving!
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