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Apartment hunting woes.

The landlord of the really cute place sent me a link to apply online, but it's 45 dollars (high for this area), and I haven't even seen the place in person.  I don't know...  He seems potentially sketchy, and he now says he "hopes" it will be ready July 1.  So, I don't know.  I haven't ruled the place out, but I'm increasingly wary.

There was a new listing for another place, though.  It's close to the concrete slab, but in a somewhat better area.  It's really close to shopping, and close to therapist and a really awesome bookstore and park.  It has a big front porch, a decorative fireplace/mantle, and a backyard (not fenced in, but I could make it work for my purposes).  It's in a half-double.  I saw it in person today, and I liked it.  I applied (20 dollars), but others were applying, too.  I'm praying and praying that my application is good enough, and that I made a good enough impression.  And that, if those things go well, that Section 8 would approve it promptly.  But that's getting ahead of myself; I have to be chosen and approved before any of that.

Pandora the kitty is doing better.  Her lymph nodes are back to normal, and she's putting weight back on.  The vet said that's good, and to call them back if her nodes swell back up again.

I really, really need some stuff to go okay.  I'm running out of of hope so fast.  
Wifey took me to the mall today, just the 2 of us.  Because, with moving, Nate's therapies, and ambigu-sweeties surgery, we don't know when we will next be able to go out together.

She bought me dinner at the Chinese restaurant at the food court.  I got noodles, steamed veggies, cream cheese won tons, and iced peach green tea.

We went to Spencer's, Icing, Claire's, Game Stop, Hot Topic, and Tropical Trends.  I spent around 25 dollars on myself, which I never do at the mall.  I got myself a NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS button pin that says "simply meant to be," and a matching wall poster for the new apartment.  NIGHTMARE and "simply meant to be" were themes wifey and I had at our handfasting.  I also got a panda bear belly button ring, ocean-themed nail stickers, incense, and the game My Sims for the Wii.  And then my wifey got me an earcuff that is pink, purple and blue, and has flowers, a heart, and an owl on it.

I kinda feel guilty for spending so much on myself, but it was really wonderful going out with my wifey after such a rough week.  And I am excited about my purchases, most of which were on sale or clearance.  

Paul Simon - You Can Call Me Al

I don't know how many times I saw this on VH1 as a kid, and it fascinated me, because I knew Chevy Chase was lip synching, and I'd never seen anything like it at the time, LOL.


That feeling when you might be too anxious to leave your apartment to go to your much-needed therapy appointment.

Me meme.

Two names you go (have gone) by:
1.  Kelly.
2.  Fosca.
Two parts of your heritage:
1.  Irish.
2.  French.

Two things that scare you:
1.  Being abandoned.
2.  Being ridiculed.
Two things you are wearing right now:
1.  Lip Gloss.
2.  Head scarf.
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Little Nate is autistic.

Let me tell you about my wifey's 4 year old son Nate,

He loves Halloween.  Loves "fun scary" things.  He love Christmas, snow, presents, Santa imagery.  He love birthdays, singing, presents, parties.

He covers his ears when sounds are too loud.  He gets absorbed in his own world and rocks back and forth.  He gets excited and flaps his hands.  He gets happy with toys and spins in endless circles.

Nate will make eye contact with those he's bonded to, but he won't hold eye contact.  He'll smile when you smile at him.  He'll ask what's wrong, or what you're doing.  He'll kiss your boo-boos, and he'll ask you to kiss his boo-boos.  He wants hugs and kisses from those he's bonded to.  When he meets new people, he tries to hug them and walk into their houses before you tell him it's okay to do so.

Nate refers to himself in third person a lot.  He doesn't understand pronouns very well, in general.

Nate loves to try to play with others, but he doesn't understand that others might want to play in a different way than what he imagines.  Nate tries to kiss and hug kids he's just met, and he doesn't understand why they pull away,

Nate is 4, but he is not potty trained. He will sometimes pee in the potty, but not consistently.  He will lie when he poops, and he sometimes smears it on the wall or on toys.  He sometimes eats his poop.

On Thursday, at his first autism screening, the doctors were able to go ahead and officially diagnose him autistic.  He scored high for autism in areas of play, socialization, and repetitive behavior.  The doctors also strongly suspect ADHD, and might do an early diagnosis, but that's not official yet.  But he is definitly on the autism spectrum; that is official.

Nate is my wifey's 4 year old.  I performed Wiccan fertility rituals with her, when she was trying to conceive Nate.

Nate is likely the closest I'll have to my own child.

He's going to have genetic tests, a special needs preschool, and various services to help him, and to help us adults.

Nate is still Nate.  He is loved, and I am glad we now can access resources to help us help him.

99 red ballons - Nena

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