This Monday is like the worst hangover of my life.
Today has just been a really, really great day for the feels. A client of mine from last semester who is on the autism spectrum and fairly low functioning (however, he is making amazing strides this semester!) looked up in the middle of his session this week and said “Red and blue make purple. Ms. Betsy taught me that.” When his clinician for this semester told me, I nearly cried. I wasn’t even sure he knew my name. And then my little client yesterday “Speech is my jam.” God these kids.
"I don’t really like it. Basketball just isn’t my jam. Speech is my jam." The client I had today that "graduated" is the cutest thing on this whole planet. (He thought his hat was super cool, by the by.)
One of my clients is “graduating” from therapy tomorrow. I will not divulge how long I spent making this hat. Hahaha
Uruguayan Spicy Baked Cheese http://ift.tt/1o3K1dv
I need to know where this is at all times.
I just sent a totally unprofessional email to one of my clinic supervisors and then panicked and sent an immediate apology email and now I feel so awkward my insides hurt.
I took one of those Buzzfeed quizzes to find out which Spice Girl I am. That was mistake número uno. I’m a total Ginger, I didn’t need a quiz to remind me. Anyway I finish the quiz and I got Baby Spice. Fucking. Baby. Spice. Gah. The only thing worse would’ve been… Not a spice girl. I got so irrationally angry about it. I maaaaaay have threatened to burn that time sucking corner of the internet right down.
Anyway, mistakes 2-10 were thinking it was cool to share this sad story with the internet. P.S. Maybe don’t tell Buzzfeed. I’ve calmed down and am no longer a threat.
School’s closed tomorrow. It’s a snow day miracle! I was prepared for school though. I made some sweet ass therapy materials. I made Battleship like game. It’s gonna be sweet. I also made some farm shit.
You know what really fucking sucks? Being cold. You know what really fucking equally sucks? Being hot. If one more person tells me I can’t complain about the hot-as-balls summer heat because I’ve moaned over cold temperatures this winter I will drop kick them into the nearest snow bank. I refuse to feel bad about only wanting to be comfortable. That’s actual bullshit.