For over 20 years, i have had 14 silver sleeper style hoops in my ears -- 6 on one side and 8 on the other. The idea was to eventually get 6 on one side and 9 on the other since i was born in '69, but for some reason, that 9th one just never happened.

Whenever i have seen a cute lil charm, i have purchased it and attached it to a random hoop. A few years ago, i got myself an evil eye from a place called Courage My Love in Kensington Market in Toronto (on my birthday, 3 years ago i think). That evil eye clinks, jingles and makes a general light metallic sound as the blue eye inside its sliver casing moves around... and as it hits other earrings. The hoops made a slight noise too, but probably one only i could here. Others could hear my evil eye. And, i kinda got used to those sounds.

But, with this new grown up job i have now, i needed to remove the hoops. Actually, it is more because they are a safety hazard to myself and the developmentally disabled individuals i will be working with and for.

Took me about half an hour, but i took them all out and replaced them with a fine gage (maybe i will increase that in time, but the hoops were a fairly fine gage) bone style nose bars.

So weird. So quiet.

I should be studying. I should be studying. But, i thought i would take this time, while i hear the laundry bouncing around in the dryer downstairs, while papers are scattered all over my desk to... well... procrastinate.

It hurt my heart to not be able to see you at the dinner you planned, (e:Ladycroft). I wish i could have been there... and you're leaving soon... i may not have time to see you at all. *sob* When are you leaving? Would a quick coffee/confab/visit work before you leave? I get off work in West Seneca at 4.30pm (if i don't have to have a meeting with my supervisor) tomorrow. Do you still have the same phone number? I do!

I have been getting up at 5.30am since... uhm... 5 June. Orientation at the DDSO has been intense. CPR, First Aide, SKIP-R. I am bruised and battered... and thankful for some cool weather. SKIP-R testing was done on Friday, WITHOUT a/c. I swear it was about 110 in that room... while we listened to the maintenance guy bang on the a/c unit outside the window. Made it so much more difficult to do... uhmm... say... a 2 person supine restraint when the individual being restrained was slippery with sweat.

Now, we move on to training. I think i need a full day's explanation on how to fill out forms for my time sheets. But, i digress, that was covered during orientation.

Today, we had the first of 3 days of meds classes. (e:Mike), will you help me study for the exam next week?!? The information is all memorization and rather dry... no offense to those into pharmacology. :O)...

The lecture on childhood development and how the maturation rate is compared to those with Developmental Disabilities was interesting... to me at least. Shame it was the shortest part of the day.

Yesterday (wow... was that only yesterday?), we had a lecture on Swallowing Difficulties and although interesting, it was a bit long and long winded. I do think, however, that the Occupational Therapist enjoys her work and is very good at it. Yay. She did a demo on swallowing with us that was informative. For it, we had some water and some... well,what i would call corn chips or tortilla chips. She, on the other hand, called them tacos. Not taco chips, even. Just tacos. And, it is not the first time i have heard this term here. Is this just the WNY slang? If so... weird slang. What do you do when you want to order an actual taco?

Protocol. Procedure. Policy. New York State has it all.

After a long day 8 hour day of sitting, pushing papers around and taking notes, i came home to another coupla hours of preparing things... Preparing papers to deliver to different departments so they know i want what they have to give me. Like money. Benefits. An inter-office email address and user i.d.

And a mind full of new exciting information and options.

.. i am a bureaucrat, a member of a union, a government employee.

First day of 9 days of orientation was today. What i found the most interesting is that today was all about what i get, not what i will do. I filled out forms for unions, and benefits and perks and i got my negative tb test. I found out all about how to accrue sick leave, paid, unpaid and half pay; how to accrue vacation time. And when it all expires.

I heard all about the organization's history, good, bad and ugly. It was the most interesting part of the day. That, and finding out that i will be on a tough team... one with residents with possible behaviour and legal issues. Scary. Challenging.

It was a long day, sitting on my butt. How to office workers do it for 8 hours?

All cars look the same to me... and this one is lacking a rectangular orange thing on the back... but here she is, my new car.





Times, they are a changin'...

Yesterday, (e:Uncutsaniflush) and i both had the day off. We decided to spend it in Canada.

Our plans were slightly delayed (more on that shortly), so we went directly from Buffalo to lunch. We found this wonderful place, Carlos Cantina a while back. I dunno why we haven't shared pictures and our very biased opinion about this place sooner. I think i am going to send Bill Rapaport a positive review.

Much to the chagrin of the waitress (co-owner? manager?), we took pictures of our half eaten food. But we totally could not wait to dive in.


I had Juan's Taquitos, vegetarian, of course. So perfect. Potatoes with veggies rolled up in a flour shell and fried. Could not be better with a dab of sour cream and a bit of picco. The guacamole is as good as i have ever had a in restaurant -- full of flavour without that hint of bitter aftertaste i have had in some.


(e:Uncutsaniflush) had the Flautas Doradas with chicken, if i remember correctly. Corn torillas with chicken, rolled up and fried, sour cream, cheese and sauce on top.

Both served with the best chips and salsa -- 3 to choose from, hot, mild and verde.

(e:Uncutsaniflush) had a margarita, too. Says it was good... fresh limes were used, it smelled like to me.

After lunch, we went for a drive. Found a nice antique place. Meandered along the waterfront. Drove slowly through the falls. Stopped at the botanical gardens beside the Butterfly Conservatory. Very nice. Not fully in bloom just yet, but still gorgeous.

Of course, while there, this is the set of pictures i took. Plants? What are those when one of these is around?!?





So, back to the reason we were delayed. We bought me a car yesterday. Yep. I pick it up tomorrow after the dealer does all the dmv plates stuff and inspection and fixing a coupla minor things. It's an old car, a '97 Saturn SL2, but, it is my first car, and it was inexpensive... and... wow, i own a car! Two months ago, i didn't even have a driver's license!! We ended up being delayed because the old guy, aka "Grandpa" told us the place opened at 9am the next morning. But, they open at 10am. And his son, Paul, wouldn't be there until about 10.30. Then, we had to go to the insurance agent, and they were surprisingly busy. But, we got it done. All i need to do now is get a cashier's check for the balance and pick it up tomorrow. I promise to post pictures of her.

And, the countdown. Today is my last shift at Sally Beauty!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In every other city i have lived in, if the roads are going to be closed for any reason, there are signs ahead of time, warning of just such a closure.

Every year in Hamilton, there's a cycling road race that closes off a great number of streets. The signs start popping up about 6 weeks in advance. Same goes for London... sheesh, if anything there is closed down, the Queen had to come make, bless or knight the sign herself.

Not so in Buffalo... or Kenmore. Seems the Memorial Day parade is famous. To everyone but someone new... or newish enough to never have needed to drive up Delaware on Memorial Day.

Had the same experience downtown once. There was some foot race, marathon, or half marathon. Never did find out what it was, since all we knew is that we could not go anywhere and there were people with hand made signs saying "stop" standing in the middle of a downtown intersection.

I guess a sign would be redundant to locals... who cares about tourism or new residents!

Now that i have a license and a job that will take me out to West Seneca every day, (e:Uncutsaniflush) and i are wondering if we should add a vehicle to our family.

So, the next question arises. Do we get a new, newish or old beat up car?

I read your reply to (e:Mrmike)'s journal, (e:imk2), regarding Hyundai, even which dealership. We might look into that. What are their resale value like? Any good?

I think i would actually not want to get my dream car right away... being a new driver, what would i do if i even got a ding? Probably faint. So, no bright orange Mini Cooper for me just yet... *heavy sigh*

Anyone know of a good used car lot around here? Something i could take a look at some cheap but reliable beaters?

For my new job, i need to accomplish several tasks so that they can make sure i have been an upstanding citizen.

On Monday, i was fingerprinted. Cool. Got that done when i moved to this country. No more ink pads these days -- my finger tips were scanned.

I have given my social security number on forms repeatedly (ok, i get that they want it, that is totally cool, but on a 4 page document, do they really need it at the top, bottom and middle of every page?). I have filled out the exact same forms 3 times now. All 5 multi-page forms.

Right now, however, i am stuck on something that is needed for my background check.

This is what the information sheet says:
"You will need to provide your current address and all other addresses at which you resided since 1973. If you turned 18 after 1973, you need only provide addresses from the year you turned 18 to present. Complete addresses are required, including the number, street, city, state and zip code, and the number of years you resided at each address. You must be sure that there are no periods of time unaccounted for. This is requires for State Central Register Clearance and Child Abuse Prevention Act forms."

Right now, i am stuck at 1996(ish), -- age 27(ish) unable to remember what the street address of an apartment building i lived at is.

In an email to my mom, she said i have moved around so much, she has had to replace the sheet of paper in the wee loose leaf binder she uses as an address book because i have used up "at least 2 sheets".

I just called and left a message with my oldest friend, Mark. He lived in the same building, so maybe he has a memory... or old address book.

Yesteday, Tux, one of the rats we adopted from the SPCA died. I was expecting it. The vet told us to be on guard with her, that she might develop pneumonia and gave us the specifics of the symptoms, but also said that she is an old girl and may not live too much longer. We knew it when we adopted her that she was old.

She was not showing any signs of being sick, just old. Getting a bit clumsy, a bit thin, moving slower. On Thursday, i knew i needed to keep an eye on her, she had fallen out of her hammock getting in or out a few days earlier, moving slowly, being a bit more of a Stumbleina. So, if she didn't show signs of getting generally better, we were going to risk the shock to her to take her to the vet... but she didn't live long enough.

She was moving slow in the morning, as well as the few times i checked on her. My mom was visiting, (e:Uncutsaniflush) was home and she and i went to one of my mom's favie shops on Elmwood, Half and Half. When we left, she was there, head looking out the window of her little wooden house in her cage.

When we got back, us humans were chatting in the kitchen. Then, i got this sick feeling and ran to the cage. I don't know, exactly, when she died, but Tofu was there with her, laying over her, trying to keep her warm. I don't know what i did or said, but my mom and (e:Uncutsaniflush) came running.

I don't think her body was stone cold yet, but i am not the one that lifted her out, (e:Uncutsaniflush) did that. She is buried in our back yard, with some of her blankets (old torn towel pieces) with a big rock as a marker. Poor thing.

Tofu looks a bit confused, but i think she prefers having all the food to herself... the little piggie.