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Happy Birthday To Me

birthdayAs a rule. I love birf-days.

They’re awesome. There’s cake. You get to blow candles outs. Ba-wooons. And you sing-a-song…

You know. Happy birf-day to you, happy birf-day to you…

It doesn’t really matter whose birf-day it is. I love ’em. So festive.

But today it’s my birf-day. And even though I don’t like the spotlight…the focus will be on me today.

That’s right. I’m 23. What?!?!

stuffieI have no idea what that number means…but I think it has something to do with dinosaurs…

Not like my dinosaur Stuffie or Barney…a real one…

At least Daddy says that’s how it makes him feel. I dunno?

I’ve said it before. And I’ll say it again. That guy’s an enigma.

But I’m not the only one who likes my birf-day. Mommy does too.

She gets excited looking through the cake book at the store to pick the cake I want. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo many choices!

Sesame Street, Thomas the Train, Disney, Dora, and, and, and…FANTASTIC!

We lose Dad about 2 pages in. But Mommy and I power through it.

Besides the cake on my birf-day, I get a couple other things.

FIrst. Mom makes my favorite meal. It’s got chicken…good. Cheese…good. Stuffing…gooood.

And then! I get presents. They don’t get me near as many as Santa Claus brings me…but Mommy and Daddy are pretty busy…so I get it.

Anyway. It’s been a pretty good year I guess.

halloweenDidn’t have to go back to school…which is cool.

But, honestly, I do miss the opportunity to dress up every now and then.

Like this. It’s hard to tell…but that’s not really Whembly Fraggle…it’s me. I’m wearing a costume.

I guess I could still dress up. But let’s face it. When you’re 23. It’s not cool anymore.

Ooooh who am I kidding? It’s still FREAKING AWESOME.

So you might be wondering? What do I get a kid who has everything?

Cake. Favorite meal. B-wohing out the candles. A couple presents. Everything.

trainsYou might think a new Thomas the Train set.

While that might be cool. I’m good.

I already have one. See. Here I am setting it up at the bottom of the stairs…by the front door…

Because…where else do you put a train set together?

I don’t need any new movies. I’ve got ’em all.

And the onesĀ  I don’t have…I’ve got plenty of tickets for.

I have Legos. I don’t know where all of them are anymore. But Daddy finds ’em when he walks in my room for something. Thaaaat’s a little funny.

So I don’t need any “things”. Nope.

Plus – Mommy doesn’t know I know – she already got me some stuff. SURPRIIIIISE!

I know most of you will feel compelled to send me stuff. And I appreciate that. I do.

But instead of sending me stuff…maybe…you could just go here to my site and drop a few quarters to help people like me get dawgs like this:

service dog

That would make you and me feel good. Because it’d be helping someone else out on my birf-day…or any day really.

Mommy said that’s a nice thing to do too.

Aw-rite. I gotta go get some breakfast and watch-a-mooovie before the cake and presents later today.

So. Bye. See ya ta-mah-wo.

 

 

Oh. BTW. That picture of the dog is from the nice people at SDWR. You should check ’em out.

 

 

 

Back To Work

workSo for the second straight year kids went back to school…and I didn’t? Hm?

I’m starting to get the idea that I miiiiiight not be going back.

I’m not gonna lie. I’ve been going to school since I was 3 years old. So it’s a little weird.

So I decided that I need to get a job.

rocksSure I do work around the house. I take out the trash. Wash dishes…kinda. And just yesterday I made these two little gems.

But I believe I’m capable of much more. So I decided to find something else a little more important.

And, contrary to what Daddy says…I’m not doing it because I am tired of fwee-woading. Not sure what that means…but he laughs when he says it. I laugh too…just to humor him.

So what does a guy like me do for work?

Well. I started thinking…

Wherever I go people seem to know me. They’re all “Hi Alec!”, “It’s so good to see you Alec!”, “Come see me sometime Alec!”. Embarrassing really.

Mommy says it’s like I’m Adam Levine.

I don’t know Adam…but he must live somewhere around us because Mommy says he’s hot.

And…believe me…it is H-O-T in The ATL!

But then Daddy shakes his head no…sooooo maybe he doesn’t live around here. Who knows???

Anyway…back to me.

I don’t remember if I told you this? But I am getting a new dog.

I know. I already have two. But this one is different.

This dog is going to hang out with me more. He’s…or she’s (I don’t know yet)…is gonna make sure I stay safe.

See. Autism does different things to different people. We’re ALL different.

For me…I don’t really sense danger like most people.

For instance. One day I got a bug aquarium; a little plastic container to put bugs in.

black-widow-spider1And I found one of these babies.

I know it’s a spy-der (you should have seen Daddy scream like a little girl – HILARIOUS).

But apparently this one is a Black Widow…and can give me a boo-boo-band-aid.

I’m not afraid of snakes or bees…and a whole bunch of other stuff.

But back to my new dog. (Man I am all over the place today.)

So it costs a lot of money to train the puppies to keep me – and others like me – out of danger.

Luckily, I have a bunch of pennies – and Mommy is really good at fund raising – so I can just pay.

But I don’t think everyone is as lucky as me (autistic or not)…so I’m gonna lend my celebrity to raising money for other people like me to get dogs that help keep them safe too.

I’ll go into more details later. But please go to this link and donate as many pennies as you can. I’ll appreciate it…and you’ll feel good too.

uncle samPlus Daddy says its tax deductible. Not sure what that means…but he gets excited because he says you don’t have to give as much money to my Uncle…Sam…I think???

That’s him…don’t remember meeting him. Although he looks a little angry. Lighten up DUDE!

Anyway…do me a solid and help me out with my new job HERE. And don’t be shy…tell your friends. Share this post.

Ok. Gotta go. Don’t wanna be late for werk.

See ya ta-mah-wo.

 

 

Here’s where I got my pictures:

Work

Spider

Uncle Sam