Football and autism mom's UNITE!

How do you other football moms do it?

I mean, just like the memes say, my fridge is empty, garbage is overflowing(why? We're never home!), my yard has been overtaken by weird alien-like weeds that I've never seen in my entire life on earth where I'm about to call Neil deGrasse Tyson to ask him if I may email pics of these...things and see if he knows what planet they may have landed from as yes; I've NEVER seen killer weeds like these... and I'm near AARP age! My floor needs mopping, my laundry is multiplying(dear God make our money multiply like that safely with lots of zeros at the end...amen!) at such a frightening rate but fortunately I don't need to wear my bathing suit as underwear...yet. My car trunk is a locker room, my car smells of man sweat, dog and fart, I need milk and bread constantly, I have coupons for bottled water and fast food all over my car, and I'm almost always a hair from an empty tank of gas. Plus, with all that doing it's "thing," if anyone talks smack about my son's teammates, I shall hurt them because they're my boys too.

Yes, I'm in momma bear mode constantly.

My fridge is sticky with maraschino cherry juice and ketchup that someone spilled as that's what they wanted for dinner...with a side of saltines....oh yeah! Forget that mom made garlic mashed potatoes from scratch and BBQ rib tips in the slow cooker....fake cherries and fake tomato paste with dry saltines? Very nutritious! Trust me, I've done the "meals that freeze beautifully" meal planner that's in old Women's Day magazines to plan a months worth of meals...but the kids? They don't want what comes out of the freezer because for some reason they get skeezed out with leftovers. They wanna be like the Heck family from the show "The Middle," eating nothing but sandwiches, no prob! Easy peasy to make a sammie with bread, or those there sun dried tomato wraps from Aldi, which are....fabulous! But hey, ya'll can make momma's life easier than usual. Eat that ketchup/cherry sandwich on that wrap. Just take your vitamins in the morning.

OK, then.

Then after all the ketchup dinner/football/homework scene is done, I have MY paperwork for my patients to finish, doctors to call to verify tests, blood results, RX's are filled....THEN....shower time for everyone...but me, so until everyone is in bed I too smell like man sweat, dog, fart and my own sweat. And there are so many TV shows I want to indulge in, like Ken Burns "Vietnam War" which is on PBS in a ten part series, and you KNOW with a Ken Burns documentary you have to clear out about 20 hours on your DVR to save it and have a binge fest to watch it, eh?

I'm physically, mentally and emotionally drained! And I need a Coca-Cola, STAT!

I'm just saying, eh?

Or in this case asking....rhetorically....ok, maybe not rhetorically.

How DO you football moms do it? Especially if your kids have special needs?

I do love watching my autistic son participate in what will be his senior year of high school football, which is a bit bittersweet....and coach IS playing him more often....but didn't at homecoming....and with it being hell hot outside that day, the game started when the sun is at it's peak....12 noon....coach felt my son was a bit too delicate to play as it was too hot. Hmmm...now coach knew I had my son's team there, IE, former grade school teachers, classmates, family members, friends, etc....and boy did they want to chew coach a NEW you-know-what, eh?

Alas...I do it for love....and I'm sure that's how you football moms "get 'er done."

Because we love our rugratis maximus.

And my heart is full.

It runneth over, actually.

Amen.

Random guy encounter story #1....

I was going through old photos looking for a photo I had of my cousin who died this past spring of Cirrhosis of the liver. Apparently this is an issue in my family as a few members suffered from liver issues including the "C" word.

Anyway, I found a photo from back in the day...the late 1980s ala "Goldbergs" era...1980 something.

This is a photo taken of two guys stuffed in an old school photo booth, one sitting back acting like he lives the "thug" life and the other young man actually showing the "thug" life by displaying his middle or as I like to say displaying his "DRIVING FINGER."

You know; the FU finger....which is funny as I never see anyone using their "DRIVING FINGER" as they just yell "HEY FAT 'B' WORD; MOVE YOUR DANG CAR!" Or they honk the heck outta me....

So, as I looked at the picture my younger sister asked about it and was laughing because....well, come on! Two dudes stuffed in a photo booth? and "Flip them the bird" from "Good Morning Vietnam" style? It's funny...because it's so tacky to "flip someone off." It's also so ten minutes ago, y'know?

Anyway...

I met this guy as I was leaving a night club on a Tuesday night.

Don't judge me...I was 21, single, an RN, no kids or husband or dog. I worked my butt off in the ER and at times aside from my crazy early morning workouts I worked part time at a night club as a bartender but I liked punker, new wave, metal, grunge and alternative as it's known now.

I hung out at the club for a bit but there was absolutely almost no one there accept for a couple of guys, a server and a bartender.

After hearing "Panic" by The Smiths and singing "hang the DJ, hang the DJ," I decided to split and just wanted to go home.
As I was leaving this dude came up to me saying "doesn't it suck when there's no one at the club?"

I gave him a bit of the "stink eye" but being a nice person yet cautious of any "random guy" coming up to me as; well, come one, yo! I'm a single girl, eh?

"Yeah, it's weird how empty it is, but it IS a Tuesday, a weird day to hit the clubs anyway, eh?"

He nods, agrees then as I walk away saying "good night" he asks "where are you going?"

"Home, dude," I reply, walking south on Clark to go home.

"Where's your car?"

"I don't have a car, I"m walking."

He looked a bit surprised and asked, "how far do you live?"

I replied, "LaSalle and Maple."

He was shocked, asking "YOU'RE GOING TO WALK ALL THE WAY TO LASALLE AND MAPLE FROM CLARK FULLERTON?"

"Uhhh...yes?"

Now dig this; back in the day when I was a spring chicken I WALKED everywhere...I mean it! I was in awesome shape, a size 5 in clothes, so, it was not a big deal to walk to Lake and State from Water Tower Place, or Northwestern where I worked later but worked at Illinois Masonic Hospital and have walked home from Wellington to Lasalle and Maple....and when I moved to Berwyn I would take the Blue Line to Oak Park and walk down Oak Park Avenue all the way to Cermak....so walking for half an hour which is how long it took me to walk from this club which I've done many times. You see; everyone is afraid of Chicago thinking it's completely full of thugs that just come up to random guys or girls and shoot them. I love my city, I love to walk especially when it's nice; I can just pop my headphones on and play my CD Walkman listening to my tunes.

I was not afraid to walk down Clark or Sedgewick to go home to my apartment on LaSalle.

"Look guy," I do this all the time when it's nice outside...I have protection(mace and a knife), I know the area well, I'm not a tourist or an idiot. So...there."

He gives me a thoughtful look and says "well, I may be a punker according to straights like you, but I'm a gentleman. I'd like to walk you home if I may."

I was taken aback as...well, this dude with spiked hair and wearing a black biker jacket, a "SMITHS" T- torn jeans with safety pins place strategically in various areas of ripped material, Sharpee writings of "SEX PISTOLS, NAKED RAYGUN, SKINNY PUPPY" all written on one jean leg and "SID FOREVER" on the other in HUGE letters. Plus, his facial expression did show genuine concern, which really touched me. It's like when you see some big old tough Butch guy cuddling a puppy.

THAT'S what his face looked like....yes; like he was about to cuddle a puppy stuck in a cage at the Anti-Cruelty Society.

I relented, then started walking Clark and motioning to him and saying "well, come on then."

He followed me, walking south on Clark street talking about his life. He had it hard; his parents were never around, he was a "latch key kid" which is the expression they used to use back in the day for kids like us who are the product of single moms, dads or two working parents trying to make ends meet and can't be home when the kids get out of school...so we wore our keys for the house around our necks....usually. I cannot count how many times I've lost my key which was on a string.

Yes, a string! That broke....often....so often, dang I've had so many kids in my class help me when I lived in Logan Square. Southies weren't as helpful when we relocated...but that's a different story.

Anyway, we walked. talked about we did for a living...he worked a forklift at a warehouse, he was impressed that this "HOT" punk aficionado of the fine music of "Screeching Weasel, The Smiths, Black Flag, Dead Kennedys, Front 242, Siouxie and the Banchees, the Pretenders," and other "alternative" bands had a genuine career with a college degree. "I usually meet strippers, bouncers, mechanics, brick layers...people like that. Working class folks who are real...and for being a college girl with a degree, working to save lives...you're very real. You're not fake, phoney, stuck up. You are real, nice."

I laughed and told him thanks and turned down Lincoln to Wells, and walked...and talked. We then meandered onto Menomonee Street, then down to Sedgwick and just enjoyed the view as well as the conversation. We "oohed" and "aaah" as we walked through the "Foo-Foo" area and the majestic brick homes and talked about brick laying and how we should have walked down Clark to see where the St. Valentine's murder occurred but just walked on.o

The conversation turned to girlfriend who was not as attentive as he'd like as she blew him off often using excuses that he knew weren't true. So, he was thinking of breaking up with her as it aggravating and he was getting sick of it.

We finally arrived at LaSalle and Maple, near my apartment. We bid farewell and I thanked him for being such a gentleman. He reluctantly said good-bye and I had a feeling he wanted to ask me out; but I had a boyfriend which came up during our walk He let out a big sigh grabbed me, hugged and picked me up saying "bear hug from Bear! Thank you for your time...and if I ever see you again will you promise not to say anything about my love for Simon and Garfunkel, especially if I have friends with me?"

I laughed against his shoulder and said, "yes dude. I promise not to mention how the song "The Boxer" almost always makes you want to cry." He cracked up, then handed me a photo of him with some guy. It was one of those tiny photo booth pics of Bear with his Puerto Rican and Polish friend whom he referred to as "Skee."

"Just a little something small and funny to remember me by....and know that random weird guys like other music, like Simon and Garfunkel, and Frankie Valli, and Cyndi Lauper."

I laughed, feeling the exhaustion I tried to forget after working ten hours in the ER creep up on me which I usually ignored; but for some reason it was hitting me hard. Maybe it was having that long walk with a nice random guy and just talking about a whole bunch of nothing or a lot of something. I hope I made his evening as he actually made mine and reaffirmed my belief about judging a book by it's cover. You never know who's under that Mohawk, wearing those combat boots with Tattoos all over their body get judged..and judged badly.

And that really bothers me.

I know its different as I'm different and really hate the labels everyone puts on anyone who deviates from normality. This is not "Invasion of the Body Snatchers" or "Stepford Wives." It's incredible to see different individuals express themselves with their hair, body, what they wear...etc....

So Bear leaves, and I turn the photo over to see if he wrote anything on the back and...he did!

His name, his buddy "Skee's" name....and

Oh, yes...a few "F" bombs.

The picture also had him flipping the bird. Flashing the "Driving Finger."

I sighed, shook my head and laughed watching Bear leave. I didn't judge him at all.

And I'm STILL not judging....just laughing and remember how much fun I had just walking and talking.

Bringing a bit of peace and quiet due to a natural catastrophy...

It's a funny thing that I was mentioning to my husband in regard to the idiotic and unreasonable racial tension in our country...yes! It IS idiotic and unreasonable as the ones mainly arguing about racial inequality that I've encountered and see on the news are non-working (as they're out protesting all the time so they're not...at work....?) privileged WHITE college students, mixed race individuals who happen to be darker skinned than myself who think they have more rights than I, or my special needs son. Yes, the "honky/cracker looking Latino/Black people" who are to have the same unalienable constitution rights as those making all sorts of crackling annoying loud noises of "RACIAL INJUSTICE ONLY TO DARK SKINNED PEOPLE" and "TRUMP HATES ALL DARK SKINNED PEOPLE" do NOT have the same rights. In fact, our WASPY looking, "honky/cracker" light-skinned arsed human beings need to STFU, obey and listen to the idiotic and unreasonable nonsensical fascist dreck that oozes out of their mouths, like some thick, hot sticky smelly vomitous lava that penetrates every sense you have, and sticks there like arsenic bubble gum in your brain.

You won't see us Latinos getting involved with that mess as we're busy getting our hustle on to work and pay bills and save to take the family to the Dells!

Then as if THAT wasn't enough, in Chicago a minister wants to campaign for the removal of the George Washington and Thomas Jefferson statues that stand in various parks in our city as they apparently scream "RACISM" and "SLAVERY." Oh, ok...the first president of the United States doesn't remind you of the Revolutionary War, the fight against the British and their tyrannical rule over us back in the 1700s ...nor does it remind you of the show on AMC "TURN: Washington's Spies," a US quarter or a single dollar bill...? FYI, Washington inherited slaves from his wife's "dowry," and he freed his slaves in 1799.

And Thomas Jefferson reminds him and others of slavery and not of the writing of the Declaration of Independence, being the 3rd president, the $2 bill which is pretty cool IMO, nor a nickle...nor the fact that despite he did have slaves, his love affair with one particular his "Dusky" Sally Hemings who had children by Jefferson and is responsible for many generations of Jefferson's descendants. Why doesn't Bishop James Dukes try telling the descendants of Thomas Jefferson that they're crappy horrible white people because Jefferson owned slaves and that the black descendants are a bunch of deluded, unfortunate "Uncle Tom's" who "happen" to share the gene pool of a former slave owner, giving no recognition to the accomplishments Jefferson has made to our country.

Hey, this is what I got from hearing Bishop Dukes.

I'd love to be there when it happens to see their reaction when he tells Jefferson's family how horrible they are....oooooh!

Get over it, y'all! Slavery was abolished over a 100 years ago! Most of US states had abolished slavery in the 18th century but south of the Mason Dixon line...yes, I'm very sorry, kiddies; slavery was alive and kicking for a while, thus the creation of the "Underground Railroad" plans and the assistance from a lot of WHITE PEOPLE who helped free slaves that ran away from southern owners.

Should Bishop Dukes campaign for statues of those individuals to replace the Jefferson and Washington statues? Me thinks Bishop Dukes needs to focus on the needs of his community which is Greater Grand Crossing. Greater Grand Crossing rates #6 out of 77 neighborhoods with violent crime rates. Hmmm...in the top ten of being one of the most violent neighborhoods in the city of Chicago....and he's putting this much needed energy for his community for the removal of presidential statues? Really, Bishop Duke!

Now this isn't a discussion about slavery...it's a discussion of hate, unreasonable idiocy and using your energy into something more worthwhile and important. I'm not going to argue with you if you think I'm wrong and that the statues of former Confederate Generals shouldn't be removed because they trigger thoughts of slavery in those unreasonable idiots, and that all presidents who happened to own slaves need to have their statues removed in the same manner that the Saddam Hussein statues were removed when we helped liberate Iraq. Saddam was a dictator. Washington, General Lee and Jefferson were not dictators.

Then what about making a Robert Lee, ESPN announcer who was to work the University of Virginia's first football game but was pulled because of his name which triggered THOUGHTS OF SLAVERY. SERIOUSLY? The dude...is Asian, you unreasonable idiots! What does that man have to do slavery? And THAT...IS unreasonable idiocy, y'all. I hope Asian Robert Lee sues the hell out of ESPN. These are fascist and racist actions and dictator like methods along the lines of Nazi's and the Taliban and ISIS, who have been getting rid of ancient statues for years! Changing history to suit their needs with destroying families and lives and ancient ruins and statues that predate Jesus.

What will be next? Rioting into a coup with pitchforks and torches into the National Archives calling for the removal of the original Declaration of Independence by unreasonable and idiotic force and burning it in front of the whole world to see what heinous people we've become because Thomas Jefferson wrote it? Then what would the world ESPECIALLY Great Britain think of us as Americans? They'd take the mickey out on us and probably try to invade us as we've turned into a bunch of unreasonable idiots and are easy prey. And those protesting against fascism, isn't this a fascist way of thinking that you're rooting for? This is turning into a form of radical authoritarian nationalism that is bordering on dictatorship where dissent and opposing opinions don't matter because you'll get your arse kicked if you don't agree with what the ANTIFA says. To me they sound like the Nazi's did who shoved their agenda down the throats of it's people in Germany in the 1930s, then marched all over Europe with force, vengeance, violence, unreasonable idiocy...and hate.

Do you think this light-skinned Democratic thinking slightly left Latina is going to be told what to do by a bunch of hate mongers from either side?

Nope.

Anyway, yes, I'm reminded of the movie "The Crow," where near the beginning of the movie Sarah was skateboarding up to the hot dog stand where Ernie Hudson's character (Sergeant Albrecht) is sitting and talking with Mickey, the hot dog guy who said "What this place needs is a good natural catastrophe. Earthquake, tornado..."

He was of course speaking of Fun Boys horrible gang and the havoc they wreak every Devil's/Hell's night in Detroit.

If you've seen the movie, you'll know what I speak of. If not, add it to your list of must see movies, especially since it was Brandon Lee's last movie as he was killed on set and had to be CGIed into the movie. It's a sad yet great story of love and how it endures even after death.

Mickey was mentioning the need for a natural catastrophe as that town was riddled with evil, selfishness, anger, unreasonable idiocy, and hate.

And that's what I was seeing as well in our world, until Hurricane Harvey.

All I saw on the news was riots, hate, gun violence and unreasonable idiocy...and I'm disgusted by it. I'm disgusted with the hate from these white nationalists who claim to be for all Americans but they're actually selective with which Americans deserve their positive attention. I'm disgusted by the counter-protesters who are just as hateful, violent, unreasonable and idiotic letting them bring them down to their level.

I'm exhausted by it, I'm sick of it...SICK! It's turning into the Geraldo Rivera show where black people were on his show with Neo Nazi's and that whole fight onstage broke out with Geraldo getting a chair flung onto his face. Shoot, even the Detroit Tigers and NY Yankees can't work out the unreasonable idiocy! The first time in weeks I turn on the news for the sports highlights and instead of baseball scores I see a hockey game break out at a Tigers/Yankees game.

I just...I don't even want to turn the news on anymore, and as I'm so busy with life anyway and I can't keep dossing about on my phone to see what the heck the weather is or how the White Sox did. I didn't even know the Bear's played their first game! I don't even go on social media outlets as that's all I'm seeing...everyone fighting over race...being unreasonably idiotic and not reading what's being posted and taking bits and pieces to suffice what's already in their thought process, having proverbial fingers pointed out being called a Nazi because of a little dissent as these "Keyboard warriors" have no social skills, thus turn to social media to expend their unreasonable and idiotic hate onto someone who just inquires about why they're angry or if a poster has a different opinion of the current events that caused this unreasonable idiocy. Try being like that to my face and see what happens, eh? I have friends who are taking a break from social media because of too much unreasonable idiotic hate. I don't blame them.

Alas, I digress....

But we got exactly what Mickey said we needed; a "good" natural disaster. Now mind you I am NOT saying this disaster is a good thing! What the hell kind of person do you think I am? Don't go twisting what I write to what YOU think you want to read! Don't turn into one of those "Keyboard warriors" and try to make me out as some sort of disgusting human being who relishes in the misery of others and thinks everyone deserves a disaster like this to bring people together. That is an unreasonable and idiotic way to think, IMO on your part if that's the message you got from this post.

I think Mickey the hot dog guy meant was they need a big distraction to take Detroit out of the hands of the unreasonable idiocy and evil doings that plagued that part of the city and bring everyone back to earth as it were. This country was losing sight of what really matters. This country was being too unreasonable, idiotic, hateful of each other because of skin color and way too frivolous with everything from belief systems to morals, scruples, material goods and just the value of a human being.

That has been lost for a long time, IMO.

Now is the time to stop being so unreasonable, idiotic, hateful and frivolous with everything and be a lot more giving, loving, and peaceful. Our fellow American's down by the Gulf need us and America needs us to be great Americans...like we were during WW1, WW2, December 7th-1941 and 9/11. Your senior citizen neighbor may need you too with something, like getting groceries, taking time to see if they'd like to share your BBQ this weekend.

We can't wait for a "good" natural disaster or catastrophe to bring us together, and it SHOULDN'T take a "good" natural disaster or catastrophe to do so. We're Americans! Born here or not as I have immigrants in my family but I'm American first and foremost! I will be one of the first to jump up and help when it's needed. I will be the first to defend injustice whether you're white, black, Asian, Latino, Martian, Venutian...I don't care what you are! If there's injustice in your life and you need help, I'll be there! I will be the first to help void our country of unreasonable idiocy and hate.

I've actually had the news on recently as I've not seen the ugliness that was all over our beautiful country. Gun violence seems to be down, San Francisco, Charlottesville and DC are quiet, the rioting is down but fires are raging all over the western seaboard and flooding is still a problem down south.

I'm praying for help for Texas and Louisiana and California and for their families to be safe. I'm praying that God listens to our prayers of hope and
that this frivolous rioting/protesting, unreasonable idiotic energy gets transferred to loving and philanthropic energy from those individuals to help those in the "good" disaster areas who need that kind of energy. You need to express yourself via protesting and screaming at the current presidential administration? Hell, forget about it for now and go use that energy to drive down to the Gulf area in a pickup truck laden with bottled water, baby formula, diapers, can openers, books, magazines, radios, batteries, canned food, donuts, cookies, tampons, ANYTHING! This is a great time and way to expend that frustration, unreasonable idiocy and hate and turn it around on itself and do something good for someone else and for something that is much bigger than all of us.

Right now let's put the torches, pitchforks, signs, hate and guns down...be less frivolous, unreasonable and idiotic and pick up the phone to donate to the Red Cross and give good energy, time, love and a bit of help to our brothers and sisters down by the Bayou and California.