Wednesday, February 10, 2016

You will NEVER be this happy

And now adding Job #3467

Max the Magnificent has a natural talent for reading emotions. As Jesse in DC commented, dogs are natural empaths, and Max can read Teen Queen like a book. We've had so much trouble with her meltdowns, trying to find the right pharmaceuticals (since marijuana is evil and illegal in Texas) to balance her moods, and training her to sense meltdowns and ask for space. The drugs require constant monitoring of her liver and kidneys for damage, and she goes from 0 to Meltdown in seconds, often too quickly to get help. Nothing has really worked for her. Until Max.

He's able to read her and get to her before she starts the meltdown. He alerts me and then goes to her, pawing and snuffling, snuggling and licking, until she starts petting him. I can actually see the tension leave her body as she focuses on her furry therapist. We've had ZERO incidents at home since Christmas and that is just flat-out amazing. She's still having issues at school, but Max isn't allowed there unless he's a certified Service Dog.

Now we've all seen stories of "Service Dogs" and know that there are places online where you can purchase a "certificate" and vest for $50-100. But I don't want that. I want him to have some training, some legitimacy. So here I go on an Angel Quest.

I've found a training kennel nearby that's just about to complete certification for training legitimate service dogs. We have an appointment in March for them to assess Max's suitability and interview us for the program. The cost is close to $2000, but it'll be covered by a local charity that focuses on mobility and support for challenged adults and kids. We've worked with them before and they are truly Angels.

With full certification, Max can go with Sarah wherever she travels, school or workshops, dances, dates, restaurants, shopping, LIFE. I will know that she's got support, love and guidance. And I trust Max with my baby girl. My precious TQ.

It will require some time and effort on my part, but I'm more than willing. I can't think of anything better for my Spring. Wish us luck!

Stevierayv gets a writing job

Notice how "Stop talking" is right before "bend over"?

Sexiest mustache since Burt Reynolds

And possibly Tom Selleck.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

And this is just me, going to Hell and shit

As soon as I finish everything else...

Okay, so here's what's going on

I know things have been a little light around here, and I'm sorry, but I'm in a Perfect Storm of momshit. I'm finalizing the court proceedings for Baby Queen's custodial guardianship and starting paperwork for her SSI. Yes, Kerodin, my girls are proud members in good standing of the Free Shit Army. For a mere $1500 in legal and court costs, I get legal custodianship over their bodies and the whopping $484 dollars Uncle Sam sends them every month. Because we provide room and board, the government cuts the payment from $780 to $484. And I have to keep close accounting of every penny we spend to prove we aren't squandering it. Forget that we spend way over that amount in housing, food, clothing, fun incidentals, health insurance, co-pays, prescriptions, and transportation, we don't want to get on the government's bad side. So I'm adding another job to the pile.

I've also decided it's time to attempt a re-entry to the working force. I've been interested in technical writing and found an online certification course through U of Calif-Santa Clara that I can probably complete in a year. Add that to my BS and MA and I might be employable. Pantex just down the road is constantly advertising for tech writers starting at $28 an hour full-time. Seems worth a shot. So yeah, started my first class this month and realizing that I've been academically dormant for 25 years and it shows. My brain thingy hurts.

I just haven't had much time in the last couple of weeks, plus getting over the Cold From Hell, and it all ends up with a cold, sad and lonely blog. I am sorry. And I'll try to do better. Promise.