5 Words From Krippled Warrior

5 more words given to me.
Now what will I come up with?
These weren't random chosen words.
You know I'm not a wordsmith.

Krippled Warrior sent them.
"They're plain old words! " he'll say.
But, hey, that's cool it really is.
Cause turn-abouts fair play.

My Five Words From Krippled Warrior.

1. cetacean (si-TEY-shun)

2.corpulent

3. diabolical

4. eponymous (uh-PON-uh-muhs)

5. gallinaceous (gal-uh-NEY-shuns)


This summer I could not decide
Where I should spend vacation.
I read a book called Moby Dick.
And dreamed to see CETACEAN.

The whales and dolphins were so big,
No matter where I went.
They better not eat quite so much.
They'll end up CORPULENT!

I then went to the next place .
The noise could wake the nations.
No thank you, please, I like mine fried.
I left the GALLINACEOUS.

I did not like the place I chose
Was feeling oh so woeful.
This place had just as much finesse
Of someone DIABOLICAL.

I KNOW! I'll make my own resort.
What Fun! You wait and see!
So what if I've EPONYMOUS,
It's called MyADHDMe!

Today is Tuesday. You know What That Means...

Today is Tuesday.
You know what that means.
We're gonna have a special guest!!

So wiggle your ears
Like good Mousekateers.
Cause Tuesday is Guest Star Day!!!

The Carol Burnett Show was one of my favorites when I was growing up. Some of the jokes were over my head but the laughter was contagious. I absolutely LOVE it when Tim Conway starts because whoever is doing the scene with him never stood a chance.
Watching them try to keep from laughing was always the funniest part of the entire skit.

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Lets Try Again --- 5 Words

Skipping the introductions and formalities, here I go.

1. SONG

I LOVE songs. I go through phases where I listen to different genres all the time. Music is something I am very (for the most part) open minded to. I think I leaned that trait when my oldest started playing a genre called Grind Core. After listening to that for months, you would be amazed how so many types of music sound better than they used to. Luckily, his style has changed a bit in the last 3 years. If you are brave, you can watch this clip of one of his rehearsals before a "Big Gig" at his high school. This is from about 3 years ago. He is the guitarist (and "vocals?") on the left side. He had that hair twirling down like a pro. Actually he IS very good. He writes a lot of his own stuff and the "grind Core" genre is slipping away. (crocodile tears). Oh yeah, all that long hair and face scruff is gone now too. (He looks older than 15 years old that he is in this clip.)
I'm quite sure you won't understand any of the words. And actually, that may be for the best. 15 seconds of this clip may very well be enough for you, (it may very well be too much!).

(What was the word I was supposed to be doing again?

Oh yeah...SONG.....well, that's what they called it!







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Now! Wasn't that special!!!

2. BLINK

Expound on the word Blink ( go ahead, try to tell me that 2Thinks didn't pick out these words just for me!)
OK, Blink.

Think of all the things we miss because we have to blink.
Add up the moments and you'll see. Just close one eye and think.
You'll note I said, "close just one eye". You thought I was a nut.
But how you can see anything when both your eyes are shut?

3 JOY

OK, 2 things come immediately to mind. One is a song from elementary school.

I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart.
WHERE?
Down in my heart.
WHERE?
Down in my heart.
I've got that joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart.
WHERE?
Down in my heart to stay!!!

And the other thing that came to mind was my darling little "Pride and Joy"!
















4. LIMIT

Perhaps a word that I need to do some more research on. You've heard "The sky's the limit!". People with ADHD seem to take that message to heart.
Limit.....Use it, Say it, Remember it!!!!!!

5. CHEESE

Oh Puleeze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thththththththth....that's all folks!!









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5 Words + Many Many More

Ok, this 5 word meme isn't going to be as easy as I expected it to. I'm thinking, "5 Words, Simple, Right?". So, there I go, jumping in with both feet once again. "Me, Me! I'll do it!" All of the sudden I have flashbacks of "Pay It Forward".

After 2 Xanax and a short nap, I was able to get THAT memory out of my head, whew!

But, because she is just so darn sweet, and has jumped into our little blogging community, and diligently blogged with the sincerity, wit and friendship that makes her officially one of the neighbors, well, OK 2Thinks. Here I go.

So I'm supposed to "expound" upon these words that 2Thinks "randomly"-ha- chose just for me, in order for you to get to know me better. I think most of you already know me pretty well. Sometimes, perhaps TOO well.

But, after expounding on these words with my hammer for a good 15 minutes, I began to realize that perhaps she had a different idea in mind.

To Expound- To explain, interpret, to make a detailed statement. OK, that isn't one of my words. I was just verifying that expound does NOT mean to beat something to smithereens with a hammer.

My Word Expoundtions --(I realize that isn't a real word, but now that I have written it, I like the sound of it....so it sticks.)

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Oh shoot. Now I've lost my list of words.

Monkeys Are Funny

I'll have it tomorrow...really...I will!

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Oldies? IMPOSSIBLE!!

I have no idea when it happened. I couldn't tell you the day, the month, or even the year.

There I am, riding down the road in my car, windows down, enjoying the fresh air, singing along to some really great music. They were playing some of my favorite songs and then it happened. The announcer came on the radio station and said welcome to "Flashback Friday"!. It was "Oldies" day! Wait a minute! When did that happen? What day did they just decide to turn "recent" songs into oldies? I happen to know VERY well that oldies are songs by Buddy Holly, Petula Clark, Dean Martin, even The Mamas and The Papas.

How is it possible that if I can remember the time that the song came out, it can be called an oldie. Someone is obviously going to get in big trouble at that radio station. Someone obviously made a BIG mistake.

Some of these songs just came out a couple of years ago......wait, let me think. OK, maybe it was more than just a couple of years. Maybe 5? Wait a minute....hmmm......OK, it really wasn't that long ago. Maybe about 1985. That was just the other day, right? Lets see.. 1985. That was only ... .... ..... hold on, I think I added wrong. This is 2009. So that means the songs that came out in 1985 are , are......................oh ...................um .................er.........opps, someone must be at the door. Gotta go. Bye!

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First In...Last Out ... The Conclusion

As I am sitting here trying to get the words to come, the fire truck just rode by my house and blew the horn. Earlier today, it was the engine that did the same thing. 2 different shifts and I doubt either knew the other was doing it. So was that God's way of saying, "Don't give up. You can do it!"? No, it may have been the crews saying it, but that's just because they think if they say it enough, I'll be able to

If you want, go back and read part one of my story and this will make a bit more sense. Click Here.

I've been struggling with this decision for the past year. There is no getting around it. If I were to continue doing what I love to do, someone is going to get hurt, because of me.

In training we are taught to "Work Smart...Not Hard.". And it is true that if you work smart, the physical part is less difficult. But, realistically, it still takes its toll on your body. It used to be that when I was actually doing the work, it didn't hurt at all....only later. Then eventually, it hurt WHILE I was doing the work. And the truth is, even when it did hurt, I didn't care because I loved doing it so much. But now, well...

I just can't do it any more.

That was a humbling sentence to write.

I admit I was proud when I wore my uniform. But not proud like I was better than anyone else. Just a feeling of self confidence. Pride like a soldier might feel when he puts on his uniform.

I have Degenerative Disc Disease.
The bottom disc in my back has crumbled to a non repairable condition.
The disc over that one has begun to crumble.
The gel (*complicated medical term*) between the discs is almost completely gone in places.
I have severe fibromyalgia.
The Carpal Tunnel Syndrome that I had surgery for (in both hands) has come back and is as bad, if not worse, than it was before. My hands have that "asleep" feeling after just 1-2 minutes of lifting them. I drop things.
I have Rheumatoid Arthritis.
I have migraines.
Oh and don't forget there is the ADHD (I actually think that has been an asset in some situations.).

Bottom Line:
There is never a time when something isn't hurting....a lot.

Would you really want to have to rely on me to save your life? Of course not. You know I would give it everything I've got. But unfortunately, I just don't have that much to give anymore.

I'm just not sure what happens now. I know there are lots of opportunities.
There just aren't any that give me even a spark of what being a firefighter did. (spark, ha, excuse the pun).
There is this lost feeling that I have now. Wandering aimlessly.

On the other hand, there's always laundry to be done and floors to vacuum.

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OK, I've said all of that and gotten it out of my system. I just didn't want you all thinking I was out there at night saving lives and saving my sanity, when actually I am home doing, um, doing.... doing whatever it is I do.

SO, that is that.

This isn't a pity party. This isn't a whine-fest. This is just the way it is.

By tomorrow.....ok, I doubt by tomorrow because I won't be posting by then. But by my next post we'll be singing Cat in the Hat, discussing the joys of ADHD, rattleing on endlessly about teenagers, talking about the genius computer skills I have (not), and perhaps even write a song. Or at the very least join together for a chorus of Veggie Tales. After all I'm still wondering "Where is my hairbrush?"

Oh yeah.....

Mahatma Gandhi walked barefoot most times, which produced impressive callouses on his feet. He ate very little, making him rather frail. With his odd diet, he also suffered from bad breath.

Do you know What this Made Him?

A Super Calloused Fragile Mystic Hexed by Halitosis!.....indobedibly

And with that my good friends, I bid you good night. (this may be posting at 6:30 AM but as I am finishing it now and it is a bit past 2:00AM. I need to get to bed!
Good Night!

MyADHDMe (Former Firefighter) :(

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First In.....Last Out

First In....Last Out. That is one of the Fire Depts Mottos. (What's a motto? Nothing. What's a motto whichu?).

Opps, this is a serious post.

First In....Last Out. That is one of the Fire Dept's Mottos.

After the attacks on September 11, 2001, I HAD to do something. I had often considered becoming a firefighter, but honestly didn't think I would be able to do it. Then, after that horrible day, I made up my mind that I COULD, and with close to no hesitation, I did it. It changed my life.

I cannot think of any thing in my entire life that has brought me more joy than being a firefighter. Yes, God, children, family... but that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about the fact that there isn't a single thing, a "Me" thing, that I would rather be doing. Now that's lucky. It isn't often that we can selfishly do something for ourselves that does so much for so many.

I didn't become a firefighter until I was 39 years old. That is considered a bit late in life to start, but I made up my mind, went through vigorous physical training, never ending (and yes, sometimes boring) classes on how sprinkler systems work, building construction, and friction loss (that is how much water (gallons per minute) is lost due to length of hose, terrain layout, and appliances that are connected to the hose).....a very LONG class.

For 9 months, in addition to working my regular crew, I went to classes and trained 2 nights (5 hrs each) a week and every other Saturday for 8-10 hours. Sometimes it was over 100 degrees and we would be wearing 50 lbs of gear while running an obstacle course. Sometimes it was so cold that I couldn't feel my soaking wet hands while flowing water. There were written tests, homework, tests on speed, tests on endurance, endless hours of pulling out thousands of feet of hose, loading it all back in the engine, just to turn around and pull it out again....and again .... and again.

As I have said before, our Fire Academy is run in a military sort of way. You stand at attention, you march, you address officers, and never question an officer or an order. If you mess up, YOU don't just do push ups. Your ENTIRE CREW does push-ups. You don't mess up often.

We learned about hazardous materials, what the codes mean on all those bins that the trucks are carrying around and we even had to be decontaminated a few times---NOT FUN BEING COLD, WET, SPRAYED DOWN MORE WITH A HOSE, AND STRIPPED COMPLETELY DOWN TO NOTHING WHILE THEY ARE SPRAYING YOU!!! (ok, for class, we were allowed to wear our bathing suit and shorts under all our gear....it helped everyone keep their minds on what we were supposed to be learning).

A lot of people don't realize it, but when the water is flowing out of the hose, it is almost impossible for 1 person to hold on to it. And if you drop it....well ....you DON'T drop it. The nozzle could easily get jerked around and someone could be badly injured or even killed.

We learned to cut cars open to get victims out and how to put out car fires, sometimes crawling partially into the burning vehicle to get the job done.

There were also hours spent dragging that hose through abandoned buildings and special buildings made for such things (usually 3-4 stories high). You go in and have to find the "victim" (a 150 lb dummy) , get "him" out, put out the fires, keep continual contact with your partners and team.....oh and you can't stand up. You're crawling. It's pitch dark, smoke filled, and fire around most corners. (quite warm in there too). During training, there are instructors in there too. Sometimes they will hold back one of your partners while your doing your job. You BETTER realize you have lost your partner.

I LOVED EVERY SINGLE SECOND OF IT. (ok, the water sprinkler class had me nodding off a few times)

Before I graduated from the classes, I had to wear a blue helmet (I'm wearing it in the picture for my blog). The blue helmet let other firefighters and officers know that I was a Probie. That meant when I was working my crew shifts, all I was allowed to do was what they call "grunt work". Lifting, salvage, overhaul, and lots and lots of hose rolling.

FINALLY, I graduated and received my YELLOW HELMET!!
I had made it and am a Virginia Certified Firefighter.

Oh, I almost forgot, I also was taking classes for EMT (Emergency Medical Technician).

(not to mention trying to run a house and raise 2 young boys)

I ended up getting the following certifications..

Fireground Operations
Virginia Firefighter 1
Virginia Firefighter 2
MAYDAY, Firefighter Down
EVOC - Emergency Vehicle Operation Class 3 (that means I can drive a fire engine)
Hazardous Materials Operations
4 FEMA Certifications
Basic Pump Operations
Mass Casualty Incident Management Module 1
Mass Casualty Incident Management Module 2
HIPAA
Emergency Medical Technician

I cannot even begin to explain the love I have for this mission in my life.

So now what?

To be continued.....

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Today is Tuesday. You Know What That Means...

Today is Tuesday.
You know what that means.
We're gonna have a Special Guest!

So wiggle your ears.
Like good Mousekateers.
Cause Tuesday is Guest Star DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Remember the special guest I had who sang UNITED BREAKS GUITARS? His name is Dave Carroll and he has a Band called Sons Of Maxwell. He sang about his experience with United Airlines after baggage handlers broke his guitar, and United refused to accept responsibility for it.

ANYWAY, he has come out with the second song and THAT is today's Special Guest!

I'm going to post the clip from the first song (in case you missed it....because it REALLY is funny!) and then the 2nd one.

Oh, one more thing. the song caused a huge sensation when it first came out and was even featured on CBS, CNN and probably some other news stations. The title is United Breaks Guitars. I love the comment that someone wrote on the song on YouTube. They wrote, "Guitars Break United".

Have a great day!

P.S I think he has a crush on Ms Erwig.

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Great Friend....Or Space Alien??

This is a picture of my son, JM (on the left), and one of his best friends on the day they graduated from high school. You may remember seeing it when I posted it in June.



The other day I walked by the tv and the show Monk was on. It was an episode about space aliens. And then I saw it!! Can it be true??? I quickly froze the picture on the scene, got my camera and took a few pictures. Is JM's friend really an alien from another planet?



I've had this man/boy in my house probably 100's of times. I treat him like I treat my own kids. He is really a great kid and I like him alot. BUT.....what if he been sucking up all the oxygen in the air and replacing it with toxins to kill off the human race??? I mean, sometimes I have seen JM and his friends acting strange....but I figured that was what teen age boys do. Perhaps ALL his friends are aliens!! They all act strange from time to time. OH NO!! Maybe MY VERY OWN SON is an alien too!! I better start watching Monk on tv just to be sure!!!!!!!

Then again....maybe I am one too.......

(P.S. To JM's friend, HJ---I love you even if you are an alien!)

Never Forget

I want you to remember the feeling you had on September 11, 2001.
Please don't ever forget.
So many have died so we can be free.
God Bless our military.
God Bless our police officers.
God Bless our firefighters.
God Bless every one of us.
God Bless America!! Please.

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The Good Wife's Guide

Well, now that my oldest little darling is working and the other little darling is back at school. I can return to my routine of following The Good Wife's Guide. Anyone who has read even 1 or 2 of my posts is bound to know that being the perfect housewife, mom and, loving mate to my husband is the utmost priority in my life.

I am quite sure that this is the goal that you aim to achieve also. I have added a page from the book. You need to read it and see if there are any areas in your life that could use a little bit of work.

I'm going to grab that batch of choc chip cookies out of my oven now. Gotta hurry so there will be time for the pot roast, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, salad and home made rolls. You know, the typical nightly dinner.

Enjoy you day and evening. Do something special for your man. After all, he is the head of the household. if it weren't for him, you would probably be an old spinster working as a seamstress, or if you are very lucky, you might even be someones assistant.

Bless you all and good tidings.

Love, kisses and a ray of sunshine to you all,
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Today Is Tuesday. You Know What That Means!

Today is Tuesday.
You Know What That Means.
We're Gonna Have a Special Guest.

IT'S HERE!! FINALLY!!!!!
Today is the first day of school for most kids here in Virginia.

What does that mean for me? Ah, well.....not much. Just another quiet day around the house. Just a regular day. Just like any other day....

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Life Lesson #205

Never attempt to unclog the nozzle of a can of spray paint with a pin, tack, or other object.

Just take my word for it.

It's All about Me ..... Again ..... Part 2

This is the conclusion to my It's All About Me.....Again Post.
If you're interested, you can go back and read Part 1 if you missed it.
It's Riveting!

28. Favorite Food? Anything that my grandmother used to make.

29. Scary Movies or Happy Endings? there are 2 kinds of movies I like and they are extreme opposites of each other. I like movies like Saving Private Ryan, We Were Soldiers etc, and I like sappy musicals like The Sound of Music and Fiddler on the Roof. (P.S. You can only call them sappy if you really like them). Used to LOVE Gone with the Wind but I OD'ed on it.

30. Last movie you watched? I watched Rocky Balboa on tv the other night. Never was a huge Rocky fan. I liked the first 2 alright. However, CK and I were just talking about it that day so I figured it was meant to be. It wasn't bad but it kind of reminded me of the last Indiana Jones movie. Harrison Ford was just too old to be putting himself in situations like that. I will say that I would never have thought someone Sylvester Stallones age could have pumped himself up to look like he did. He easily put the majority of any 20-30 year old man to shame. I'm surprised he didn't have a heart attack with all the working out he had to have done.

opps....got off track a bit there. Monkey's Are Funny.

31. What color shirt are you wearing? I own about 25 blue firefighter t-shirts. So can you guess?

32. Summer or Winter? We all went through this with the January or July thing. Summer of course! Winter is too cold. Everyone agreed except His Princess. Where she lives (where the kangaroos jump out in front of the cars), July is COLD!

33. Hugs or Kisses? No offense......don't touch me. (sorry...I have issues.....LOTS and LOTS of issues!)

34. Favorite Dessert? My grandmother's Blackberry roll with cream. The only thing I have ever had that is close to it is the one CK makes with my grandmother's recipe. Of course getting recipes from ones grandmother can be difficult. Exactly how much is a pinch, a dash, just a bit, or "til you feel like it is enough"?

35. What book are you reading right now? I'm not reading any book right now. Obviously I am typing right now.

36. What is on your mouse pad? The Virginia Capital Building. (A family member works there).

37. What did you watch on tv last night? I only watch NCIS, Law and Order Criminal Intent and Special Victims, House and CSI. I'm sure I was watching a re-run of one of those.

38. Favorite Sound? Oh Come ON! I don't know. I guess the sound of silence.

39. Rolling Stones or Beatles? Yes...among many others.

40. What is the farthest you have been away from home? In real life or in my head? I don't think the latter can be measured in miles.

41. Do you have Special Talents? Yep!

42. Where were you born? In a galaxy far far away........but my birth cert says VA.

*whew* We're done with that! Now you know more about me than I do.

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Today is Tuesday. You Know What That Means

Today is Tuesday.
You know what that means.
We're gonna have a Special Guest!

This is probably one of my favorite commercials.
This guy is the picture of pure bliss.

Can't you just see me doing this.......