Misadventures with Rangers: The Call From the Wild

Friday, February 4, 2011

The Call From the Wild

It's the call I wait for all year--my supervisor's voice on the phone saying, "It's rehire time, are you available?"

Awesome. Back to Parkadise in mid-May, home in early October. Sweet. Really, really sweet.

1 comment:

BeatriceFebruary 5, 2011 at 1:56 AM
I am so jealous!!! We can't even go this year :( I am keeping my fingers cross for you that everything goes smoothly.
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Fun With Autism or Catchy New Phrases!

Know how your kids said funny things when they were little? Like my nephew's famous line, spoken while holding a rock to his ear and apparently speaking to it: "It's my rocky-talkie"?

Autism is a communications disorder. My kids continue to come up with language use that makes more sense or is just plain funny.

I offer up this sampling:

"Boys have, you know--down there--acorns."

"My sleepy. My go bed now."

"What you me want get?"

"You fine okay that?"

"That rare to see."

"When you me want pack?"

"You me up pick it?"

"A CT scan is like being stuffed in a roll of toilet paper."

"Boy, I'm glad I'm not in that room any more," said FTD to me at midnight. "Why not? Don't you like the new look of it?" said I. "Naw," said he, "I just puked all over carpet."

FINISHED!