JESSIE'S VEGAS

I dont know if dreams are a big deal or not. I kind of hope not because mine get pretty weird and convulted sometimes. My dad always had weird dreams too and loved to talk about his escapades. My brother Chad would say " I saw this behind my eyes" meaning in his sleep. My brother Mitch and myself had the added misfortune of actually walking and talking in our sleep! One night I got out of bed on three different occasions. On the third trip I guess I found Chad in the bathroom. I made him get off the toilet and he said, "Coley, I was going poop first!" Then I stuck my big toe in the water and said, "Mom, the water is too cold!" My sister Angi said I then went back to bed with the poopy foot so she wouldnt sleep by me the rest of the night. The teasing and chiding that followed that night from my siblings left me in a bit of a conondrum. I didnt remember that night or doing any of those things they said I did, but I would be darned if I was going to let it h...

I am awake and it is very early. Too early, but the summer is slipping away and school will be starting soon. I always looked forward to school starting when I was a kid, but now, as  an adult,  I really despise school for my kids. It is not all in all the school systems fault that my offspring have suffered depression, loneliness and self-doubt during the school year. When I learn that the curriculum was not sanctioned by child development specialists or psychologists, my heart sinks. Who decides what our kids are developmentally ready to learn? Only educators and the government themselves. Maybe in most cases regular kids can keep up,  but  kids with learning issues? No? It makes me a little ill.

I have not done well in my endeavor to write every morning.Some mornings I am.so blasted tired my head falls asleep before it hits the pillow. I have been thinking a lot about my father .  I visited a hobby shop this week full of model trains, model cars,.rocket ships and jam packed full of just plain stuff. There were guys behind the counter giving tips on important things like syringes. At first I thought it was a diabetic testing supply center or a drug cover operation. When the scruffy guy ahead of me in line looked desperate and said he really needed his needles and syringes, I got a little suspicious. Then the cashier said that was a special order and he was going to have to go in the "backroom" to get it. Things changed when he said it was, "The best way to paint the small pieces." I started thinking about my dad.  One Christmas he said he had a "Big" surprise for us.  He led us out to the "building" at the side of the house that was the g...