Welcome to the Chaos
You have stumbled upon the new blog (i.e. random babblings) of a quirky single mom. A shoot-from-the-hip, anti-pink (yet almost gaggingly perky), non-traditional, can cuss like a sailor but loves insanely and has the save the world syndrome gal who is bracing for a future as a Crazy Cat Lady though she secretly hopes like hell it doesn't come true. Enjoy your stay and feel free to say hi- I don't bite. Well, unless we're dating and you are into that type of thing or you contain peanut butter. >;-)
It was roughly three weeks into running a 46 bed group home for those with chronic mental illness, when I was in my office working on an Individualized Service Plan. (Fancy term for basically the packet of instructions and care plan for a resident.) My doorway was the third most popular location in the building- the first was the smoking lounge, the second was the vending machine room. Three of my guys were hovering in my door way when the following conversation occurred.....
Mathew*: "Antanette, Antanette, I didn't get a hug yet today. Antanette, can I have a hug."
Mark*: "You're an idiot Mathew*- her name is Nadia."
Luke*: "You're both morons, her name is Natasha."
Antanette/Nadia/Natasha/Me: "Actually, my name is Natali."
Luke*: "Shut up, Linda!"
I still don't know who Linda is.....
*All names were changed to protect resident privacy per Federal HIPAA guidelines.
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