Thursday, June 30, 2005

Happy New Year's Eve

Today was LONG - last day of the fiscal year - sales reps don't know how to leave somebody alone and let them do something they already asked us to do and then throw more on us.

I love LL Cool J - that's my favorite of the day - Loungin'

I swear I'm turning off my work phone next week - no calls allowed.

Lauren is sleeping over this weekend - fun! I'm setting up a craft for her to do - flower pencils. I'll post our finished products later.

Furman concert this Monday in the amphitheatre again - I love performing there. We're doing 1812 Overture (among others, obviously), which is my favorite to perform. The military is setting off cannons throughout the last tenth of the piece and we'll have all kinds of chimes ringing. They're also trying to get the bell-tower involved in it. It's going to be huge - I hope it doesn't rain.

More later!

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Joke #4

Alligator Shoes

A young blonde was on vacation in the depths of Florida. She wanted a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way...but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle" attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted "Maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator so I can get a pair of shoes at a reasonable price!"

The shopkeeper said, "By all means, be my guest.. Maybe you'll luck out and catch yourself a big one!"

Determined, the blonde turned and headed for the swamps, set on catching herself an alligator.

Later in the day, the shopkeeper is driving home when he spots the young woman standing waist deep in the water, shotgun in hand. Just then, he sees a huge 9 foot alligator swimming quickly toward her.

She takes aim, kills the creature and with a great deal of effort, hauls it on to the swamp bank. Laying nearby were several more of the dead creatures.

The shopkeeper watches in amazement. Just then the blonde flips the alligator on it's back, and frustrated shouts out, "Darn it, this one isn't wearing any shoes either!"

New Opportunity

Josh got a new job - woo-hoo! He has been working outdoor jobs, ruining his good clothes, and hating every minute of it. Now, he starts this coming Wednesday working in a nice clean office for the same pay (which is good, considering everywhere he looked was offering less).

I told you it would be a calm day.

Exciting is not nessecarily a bad thing for a calm day.

Harry Potter countdown: 16 1/2 days!

Today

Today is going to be a calm day.

I realize that today is the next-to-last day of the fiscal year at work...

However...

Today is going to be a calm day.

I even wrote in a calming color.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Joke #3

Oh my goodness - two in a day - whatever will I do?


50th birthday

A woman decides to have a facelift for her 50th birthday. She spends $5,000 and feels pretty good about the results.

On her way home, she stops at a news stand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving she says to the clerk, "I hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?" "About 32," is the reply. "Nope! I'm exactly 50!" The woman says happily.

A little while later she goes into McDonald's and asks the counter girl the very same question. The girl replies, "I guess about 29." The woman replies, "Nope I'm 50."

Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops in a drug store on her way down the street. She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the clerk this burning question. The clerk responds, "Oh, I'd say 30." Again she proudly responds, "I am 50, but thank you."

While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question.He replies, "Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. But when I was young, there was a sure way to tell how old woman was. It sounds very forward,but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra. Then, and only then, can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are."

They wait in silence on the empty street until curiosity gets the best of her. She finally blurts out, "What the hell, go ahead." He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very slowly and carefully. He bounces and weighs each breast...He gently pinches each nipple He pushes her breasts together and rubs them against each other. After a couple of minutes of this, she says, "Okay, okay...How old am I?" He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says. "Madam, you are 50. Stunned and amazed, the woman says, "That was incredible, how could you tell?" The old man replies, "promise you won't get mad?" "I promise I won't," she says. He replies, "I was behind you in line at McDonald's."

Joke #2

I finally have another one!

Airplane Ride

A guy gets on a plane and finds himself seated next to a cute blonde. He immediately turns to her and makes his move.

"You know," he says, "I've heard that flights will go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger. So let's talk."

The blonde, who had just opened her book, closes it slowly and says to the guy, "What would you like to discuss?"

"Oh, I don't know," says the guy. "How about nuclear power?"

"OK," says the blonde. "That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff -- grass. Yet the deer excretes little pellets, the cow turns out a flat patty, and the horse produces muffins of dried poop. Why do you suppose that is?"

The guy is dumbfounded. Finally he replies, "I haven't the slightest idea!"

"So tell me," says the blonde, "How is it that you feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know shit?

Dont you feel dumb? Volume I

For the past two days, I have driven up behind the same idiot from our apartment complex at the new red light right in front of the complex entrance. When the D.O.T. set up that red light, they installed weight sensors under the road so that when we stop on top of them (I thought this was common knowledge, but apparently not), the light will change in our favor about 15 seconds later (Yes, I’ve timed it). If a car doesn’t hit either the left turn or right turn sensor with a minimum amount of weight (Let’s put it this way, a motorcycle can trip the sensor, folks), they will sit theoretically forever at our red light. The idiot I drive up two cars behind is the person in this scenario. He was in between both sensors, not touching either enough to trip the light to green. He just sat there for what seemed like ten minutes, but was probably more like five. I called out my car window to tell him that he needed to roll over the sensors. He proceeded to flip me off and sit there again like a lump on a log (I love using that phrase). I was in no hurry, so I decided to let him live out his little fantasy that the light was going to change for him. He finally ran the red light and made a left in front of some poor car, which made the person behind him run straight through the red light. I pulled up behind them… on the sensors, thank you very much, and 15 seconds later, pulled out on a green light. Ha!

The 2nd time I found him was last night. He was sitting on the SAME PLACE with his left turn signal on!! Luckily, this time, there were no other cars behind him, so I pulled up on the left sensor right beside him. He turned around and looked at me like he was scared of me, and I made no reaction. Guess what, folks? It turned green FIFTEEN SECONDS LATER.

Some people should not be allowed to drive.

Monday, June 27, 2005

Sad Day for Disney :( Poor Piglet!!

My sidenote: Piglet will never be the same. :(

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Two 'Winnie The Pooh' Voice Actors Die
POSTED: 9:06 am EDT June 27, 2005
UPDATED: 9:35 am EDT June 27, 2005
Two renowned actors who voiced roles in "Winnie the Pooh" on television and in film have died.


Disney ImagePaul Winchell, who voiced Tigger, died Friday at 82. John Fiedler, the voice of Piglet, died Saturday.

Fiedler was 80.

Winchell started his career as a ventriloquist and eventually brought dummies Jerry Mahoney and Knucklehead Smith to life on television.

His debut as the voice of Tigger came with the film short "Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day" in 1968.

Over the years, Winchell also voiced roles in such television shows as "The Jetsons," "Hong Kong Phooey," "Spider-Man" and "Fred Flintstone and Friends."

In addition to the "Winnie the Pooh" movies for Disney, Winchell also voiced roles for the studio's "The Aristocats" and "The Fox and the Hound."

As a live action actor, Winchell appeared in such television shows as "Love, American Style," "The Lucy Show" and "The Brady Bunch."

He last voiced Tigger in 1999.

Winchell was also an inventor who held 30 patents, including one for an early artificial heart he built in 1963.

The news of Fiedler's death broke in the New York Times.

Fiedler served in the Navy during World War II, then started a stage career in New York. He performed in supporting roles alongside Sidney Poitier on Broadway, John Wayne in Hollywood and Bob Newhart on television.

But he was best known for the squeaky voice of the ever-worrying Piglet.

His brother told The Times that Fiedler landed that role when Walt Disney heard his voice on a program and said, "That's Piglet."

Like Winchell, Fiedler's film debut as Piglet came in "Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day" in 1968. He voiced the character all the way up to the film series most recent release, "Pooh's Heffalump Movie," which came out in February.

As a voice actor, Fiedler's voice was also heard in Disney's "The Fox and the Hound" and "Robin Hood," and he made several guest appearances on television and equally as many roles on film.

Fiedler's television credits included "The Alfred Hitchcock Hour," "The Twilight Zone," "Bewitched," "Star Trek," "The Bob Newhart Show," "Kolchak: The Night Stalker" and "One Life to Live."

On film, he had roles in such classics as "12 Angry Men" and "True Grit."

Sterling Holloway, the original voice of "Winnie the Pooh," died in 1992.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Daily Random Stuff

No pictures today! I forgot to bring my camera. I took some good ones of us (Furman Lakeside Band) before we played @ the Furman amphitheatre (beautiful, by the way!) and a few of the crowd. One of my co-workers was there watching us, too (DH). I have never heard such a wonderful reverberation coming off of an outdoor theatre than I did last night; it was just gorgeous. I wish Josh had been there to see/hear it all. Some people brought their dogs, and one family even brought a kitten. It looked to be no more than 6 weeks old; they must have just gotten it. It was a darker version of Lucy… such a cutie!

We’re supposed to be going to Tracy and Casey’s house this weekend for a cookout. Tracy and Casey are our married friends. Casey started out as Josh’s good friend during high school and before. After Josh and I worked at Kmart together, Casey became my friend as well. I lost touch with him as well as Josh for a while. Right when Josh and I started dating, Casey and Tracy got married. They came to our wedding, and we’ve gotten together at their house before. They’re really great people… pleasant, funny and good to each other. Josh and I enjoy being around them. Anyway, I don’t know what we’re supposed to bring yet, but Josh is calling Casey later on today so I can go shopping tonight. :)

We just had BBQ ribs at our Friday picnic at work – yummy in my tummy!

Have to set up new accounts – fun, fun, fun… be back later… 1:42pm



4:41pm:
Favorite song(s) of the day: Dare you to Move by Switchfoot; A Promise Kept, James Horner (Titanic); See off this Mountain, Edwin McCain; Iris, Goo-Goo Dolls; entire act two of Phantom of the Opera London Original Cast;

I’m reading Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix again to catch myself up in time to read The Half-Blood Prince.. I’m only on page 35 or so, but that’s because I only started last night around midnight and kept falling asleep. I don’t think those pages counted. :)


Writing drill is hard!!

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Random Pics

These are some goofy pics I tried to take of the moon on Tuesday, but ended up getting time lapsed pics of passing cars. It's still neat anyway!

The last one is actually a pic of the moon - I liked it b/c it was so red. If you turn off the lights and squint, you can see the red dot in the middle (sorry, I haven't gotten the hang of dark pictures yet).

#1


#2 - I think this one looks like lightning.


#3


#4


#5 - the moon

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Water, not Power!

Our hot water seemed to cut itself off for the past two nights. Sporadically, might I add. When we turned the cold water on, it was on full blast, but nothing at all was coming out of the hot water side in both the bathroom sink and the shower, but it was ok everywhere else - explain that!!!

Being the brain child I am, I suggested we flip the breakers connected to the water heater! Well, my goofy theory was amplified by the fact that it seemed like it worked! As soon as I flipped the breaker back on, darned if the water didn't come right on. What would you think? Yeah, you'd think it too... admit it. I'm not the only goofball on the planet.

Finally, we decided to call maintenance and they figured out that it was a clog in the incoming hot water valve. Ha!! I'm not crazy after all... though, my breaker flip begs to differ... leave me alone!

FYI: 23 days and five hours until HP6!!!

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Father's Day pics, Part 2

By the way, Cameron took most of these - even JJ's pic (my favorite). Didn't he do so well?

PaPa fixing his world famous potato salad!


Griffin posing for Carri


JJ helping out in the kitchen


Aunt Margaret showing off her Apron! Yeah, yeah - I know I forgot mine...


Josh and me - I don't think I wore shoes all that time!


We're here - the party can begin!


Goofball #1


Super Goofball #2


I don't wanna pose!


I'm so cute!


Oooh - I want this camera!


Let's get this show on the road.


I'm not hungry anymore!


Hi, everybody!

Warm Fuzzies

This is what I was notified about by mail this week – yay! I feel so secure! (comment if you feel my sarcasm)


6. Data Lost For 3.9 Million Customers Of Citifinancial

CitiFinancial, the consumer finance division of Citigroup Inc., is notifying some 3.9 million U.S. customers that computer tapes containing information about their accounts—including Social Security numbers and payment histories—have been lost. The tapes were lost by the courier UPS Inc. in transit to a credit bureau. The tapes contained information about both active and closed accounts at CitiFinancial's branch network. It was the latest in a series of data losses or breaches that have forced financial institutions and other data collectors to warn customers that their personal information may be at risk. Seemingly a trend, this follows employee and/or customer data loss of personal information by Time Warner Inc., Wachovia Corp., Bank of America Corp., and Ameritrade Holding Corp. over the last several months.

U.S. Rep. Edward Markey (D-MA) and Co-chairman of the Congressional Privacy Caucus, said the CitiFinancial data loss underscored the need for Congress to regulate information brokers.
Source: CitiFinancial


Doesn’t that make you all warm and fuzzy inside? I know it does me………..

Monday, June 20, 2005

Father's Day pics

SugarBaby! I guarantee this is the cutest pic on the internet today!

Sweetie!

She really can cry!

How sweet!

Look at me, I got in the chair all by myself!

I'm so cute!


Good afternoon, everyone! Or no one, as the case might be today! I've posted new “cuties” pictures today (see above, i'll put more up later). Our family got together for Father’s Day and I took lots of cute pictures! Plus, Kiley’s mom wants me to show the world that, indeed, she does NOT smile all the time. :) I have a perfect example above.

We changed most of our bathroom accessories this weekend. We used to have neutral tones, beige, light green and a little lavender and pink, but now it’s a bright green and ocean blue! I’ll put up a picture – I think it’s cute! I based it all on the new fishbowl shower curtain (like I do when I buy shoes, matching up new outfits with them after-the-fact). I might be able to get away with putting subtle orange hints in as well.

Our band meeting went really well. No one quit like I figured a couple might do (no specific people in mind, FYI), and everyone stayed after to strategize. We even decided the color guard and drum major uniforms before we left. They’re going to look awesome! I also just submitted some ideas about letting three of the guard girls portray Carmen, Don Juan and Escamillo in the plaza de toros. The girls might be apprehensive about playing guy parts, but I think it’ll do wonders for our GE score. We need some variety is this year’s show if we want it to be up-to-caliber with everyone else’s shows.

See you later!

Friday, June 17, 2005

Band stuff

STRESS…..

Ok, I’m hired on with the band by booster club executive decision. They don’t want the kids to lose any valuable time without at least having someone to lead them. I sign my contract probably tomorrow. They’re having a meeting to tell the whole band tomorrow morning at 10am (only the officers and I know right now… I don’t know who the other instructors are yet, so I don’t know if were made aware).

Here’s a list of things I know need to happen or things I need to figure out for myself:
- I need the music scores.
- I need to know the roster
- I need to figure out instrumentation and balance.
- We need to write drill or buy it (yeah, it sucks, but we might have to)
(I’ve just been doing that, and wow… this is going to be hard.)
- Keep people from quitting tomorrow morning.
- Keep up morale.
- Check competition dates and deadlines (apply for whatever we need to now).
- Brainstorm the props situation/Design.
- Order guard flags & uniforms if we have no guard instructor.
- Arrange for sectionals ASAP/NOW.
- Make flute bags. (Sure can’t find them online!)

Ok, that’s all I can think of for now.

Joke #1

I might start posting a few jokes here and there. I can't promise they'll be common, but at least they're funny!

Butt Measurements

A man and his wife were working in their garden one day and the man looks over at his wife and says: "Your butt is getting really big, I mean really big. I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue." With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measure the grill and then went over to where his wife's bottom. "Yes, I was right; your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!!!" The woman chose to ignore her husband. Later that night in bed, the husband is feeling a little frisky. He makes some advances towards his wife who completely brushes him off. "What's wrong?" he asks. She answers: "Do you really think I'm going to fire up this big-ass grill for one little weenie?

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Lucy the Late Bird

Lucy says: Yeah, because I was asleep!!

Macy the Early Bird

Look who made it first to the bowl this morning!

Welcome, Family!

My sis is the first person I have told about my finished website. Also, welcome my bro and his wife! Feel free to browse the site and check out the cool pics of our vacation (go backwards)!

#8: Seahorse

#7: Shark!!!

#6: Sawfish

#5: Coral Reef

#4: Calamari - I mean Squid

#3: Octopus - I have a good video of this too

#3: I wish I knew how to send 2 or more pics at a time

#2: Jellyfish

Start of Aquarium Pics

These are some of my favorite pictures from the Aquarium in Gatlinburg. I'll post more later!

#1

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

I promise I didn't break the camera!

And - the final pic of the day - here's me at the aquarium during our vacation.

This is Josh - isn't he just the cutest?

Macy Pic

This is Macy - right there, he is 9.6 lbs. He's not going to get any bigger, he gets to stay a widdle piddy!

Lucy Pic

This is Lucy on the first day we got her - She was 1.6 lbs when we took her to the vet two days later!

Green Machine Pic #2

It's hard to tell who all of these people are, but this is from Fall 2004.

Green Machine Pic #1

This is a picture of my piccolos from Fall 2003. Aren't they cute? We had more pics than clarinets and saxes that year.

Harry Potter Book 6 Countdown!

There is a July 16th release for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, so that leaves us 30 1/2 days - I'm going to Waldenbooks at our local mall and reserve mine for $16.99. Woo-hoo!

Disclaimer: This will not affect my piggy updates - the amount shall remain the same. My hubby promised to get HP:6 for me since I went to see Star Wars III.

Pictures 2!

This is my other niece, Kiley (Lauren's sister). I wish I had a picture online that shows her face better, b/c she is always so happy and smiling!

Pictures!

Isn't she adorable? This is my niece. She just finished school the week before last, and I am taking her to Chuckie Cheese for doing so well this year! I keep teasing her about this being her applehead picture. :)

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Here we go again

I have some disappointing news for my music world. I hope none of the band kids read this yet, since I haven’t given them the address, but here goes…

Our high school band director got another offer out-of-state and will be leaving. He was being stretched too thin here (being forced to teach four subjects outside of music) Here are my thoughts (in no certain order of importance, mind you):

<1.> I hope I still have a job for the fall.
<2.> I hope the kids aren’t too upset, b/c they really loved him.
<3.> I hope we get someone who cares enough to make sure the kids keep up their spirits and want to continue to do well.
<4.> I hope the whole season is still in production.

This happened at a really bad time. We only have a few weeks before band camp is supposed to start (that is, if I am still even a part of it)! The student officers have already expressed their commitment to keeping the band together and not letting the grass grow under their feet. I am so proud of them… I don’t know who they are yet, but this is what the booster club president relayed to me, and I know they will do what they say.

I called my mom and my husband to vent last night about it. I was so frustrated.

I have so much more to write about this, but I can’t even come up with the words right now.

My rant of the day

Note from me: This is from the Eagle Forum website. I have a sorority sister who works for EF. I may not agree with 90% of their politics, but I agree with this.

I am not in the habit of using this blog to throw out political opinions, and I am aware that some children do in fact need Ritalin (or similar drugs), but this is what I am afraid of for my future children. This is for information purposes only - not to incite a school riot. Thank goodness I have never seen this in our schools.


A Parent's Nightmare:
Losing a Child to Drug-Induced Psychosis


As awareness of the potential dangers of mind-altering drugs increases, state boards of education and state legislatures are making efforts to curb their use. Recent studies show that Ritalin and other psychotropic drugs can cause permanent changes in children's developing brains. Ritalin has been compared to cocaine for its addictive properties by the federal Drug Enforcement Agency (DEA), and the Brookhaven National Laboratory found it to be "more potent than cocaine on the dopamine system," an area of the brain many doctors believe is most affected by these drugs.

The Boards of Education of Texas and Colorado have adopted resolutions warning parents about the potential negative effects of these drugs, and the Connecticut legislature passed a law in 2001 "prohibiting any school personnel from recommending the use of psychotropic drugs for any child." A similar bill passed in Minnesota, and legislation is pending in Colorado, Michigan and Virginia. In Florida, lawmakers have attempted to curb the widespread use of psychotropic drugs on children in that state's foster care system. Last month, Rep. Sandra Murman (R-Tampa) introduced a bill to require all Florida school boards to forbid educators to recommend "psychotropic drugs."

Despite concerns, parents complain that some school districts bar children diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD) or Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD) from attending school unless they are taking Ritalin or other psychotropic drugs. In a high-profile case in 2000, the parents of a seven-year-old Albany, NY boy were ordered by a Family Court Judge to give their son Ritalin, even though it was causing sleeplessness and other personality changes. (See Education Reporter, Oct. 2000.)

In a particularly bizarre case, Joy and Kenny Johnston of Page, West Virginia endured a harrowing 7 « years of drug-induced psychosis with their son, Paul, who was given a long list of powerful mind-altering drugs to control behavior that teachers and school-recommended Medicaid-reimbursed physicians diagnosed as ADHD. (See list.)

The Medicaid Connection

The medicalization of the schools began with the federal Omnibus Budget Reconciliation Act of 1989, which opened the door for schools to become Medicaid providers. Chapter 18, Article 2 of the West Virginia education code reads: "The state board [of education] shall become a Medicaid provider and seek out Medicaid eligible students for the purpose of providing Medicaid and related services to students eligible under the Medicaid program . . ."

In many states, schools create partnerships with healthcare providers in their communities, and Medicaid pays the bills. It has become, according to many state legislators and observers, a "cash cow" that victimizes children, parents and taxpayers. Diagnosing ADD

The Johnstons' nightmare began in the fall of 1993. Just weeks after their normal, exuberant five-year-old son started kindergarten at the local public school, his teacher complained that he was having trouble staying on task and remaining in his seat, and that he needed repeated "time-outs" for excessive talking. She explained to Mrs. Johnston that Paul's unacceptable behavior was due to a brain disorder, that the brains of "these children"are "wired in such a way" that they are unable to calm down or remain focused. She claimed that "nearly 30%" of children - mostly boys - have ADD or ADHD, and that medication was available to control it. She referred the Johnstons to a physician who she said treated children like Paul.

Paul's parents could not understand how something could be "wrong" with a child who behaved normally at home. They knew nothing about ADD or ADHD and balked at the suggestion of medication. They decided to try working with their son and provide additional discipline.
A few weeks later, the principal threatened to suspend Paul. In a meeting with the Johnstons, he and Paul's teacher presented a laundry list of the boy's undesirable behaviors. They insisted he be taken to a doctor and that "something be done" or he would be suspended from school and the Johnstons could face charges of "medical neglect."

When the principal continued to threaten suspension, the Johnstons reluctantly made an appointment with the school-recommended physician. Mrs. Johnston described the initial office visit in her diary of the family's long nightmare, which was published earlier this year by AmErica House in Baltimore under the title Altered States: Experimental Drugs, Expendable Children.

"When we arrived at Dr. Habash's office, there was a video playing about children with ADD, explaining what teachers look for and how it is more evident in the school setting than at home," Joy Johnston wrote. During the examination, Dr. Habash commented that Paul was very fidgety and that he could see what his teacher was talking about. "A hyperactive child cannot sit still long enough to learn," he said, "and is very disruptive to the rest of the class."

The doctor prescribed 5 mg. of Ritalin twice daily. "I was unsure about this," Mrs. Johnston wrote, "but the doctor seemed to know exactly what the teacher was complaining about and that Ritalin would help. So I agreed to give it a try. I did not know if the school would make good on the threats of child neglect or not, but I did not want to find out."

The Drugging Begins

Soon after starting the Ritalin, Paul lost his appetite and grew moody and withdrawn. He continued to have trouble at school and gradually became more aggressive. Dr. Habash "seemed unconcerned about it," noted Mrs. Johnston, and increased Paul's dosage of Ritalin from 10 to 15 mgs. per day.

The school recommended that Paul repeat kindergarten and his teacher referred the Johnstons to a new physician who she claimed "was considered the best in ADD." Dr. Frangoul prescribed five mgs. of Dexedrine along with the Ritalin. He said Paul "would get much better control over his hyperactivity" with the additional medication.

The school said Paul had a reading disability and recommended "homebound instruction" until his new medication could take effect. A teacher instructed him at home for the remainder of the school year, at which time he was promoted to first grade. During that summer, Paul's doctor took him off Ritalin and put him on a drug called Cylert along with the Dexedrine. When that didn't "work," he tried the then-experimental drug Adderall and stopped the Dexedrine.
Paul was classified as learning disabled and transferred to a school in another town with "a better Special Education class" and a teacher who "was used to dealing with ADHD chil- dren and knew how to handle them." An Individualized Education Program (IEP) was created for him for first grade.

Bad to Worse

By the beginning of 4th grade, Paul was very thin and more hyperactive than ever. He complained of headaches and pain in his back and joints. "It did me no good to ask questions about Paul's medication," Mrs. Johnston wrote in her diary, "they never got answered. I was treated like an over-emotional parent who would not accept that her son had a problem."

The Johnstons took Paul to a physician in another town, who ordered a series of tests. "[This] doctor could not answer any of my questions about why Paul was so sick," Mrs. Johnston wrote.

"He sent all of Paul's lab work to doctors out of state with the hope that they could help. To him, this was a child in need of help, but knowing what to do was another thing. But at least he did not view my son as being crazy."

Another new clinic doctor prescribed 100 mgs. of the drug Tofranil for Paul. His school work suffered, and he began fighting with other children. The Johnstons became pariahs in their neighborhood. Paul's two sisters, one older and another much younger, were traumatized by their brother's behavior. After one violent episode that resulted in a call to police, child protective services threatened to remove the girls from the home.

On several occasions, the Johnstons took Paul to local hospitals in an effort to get help. Typically, Paul's clinic doctors would not be available for consultation and he was sent home without treatment. The child pilfered knives and other household "weapons" with which he planned to kill himself. His parents took turns keeping night vigils at his bedside to prevent him from harming himself or his sisters. By now, he was having hallucinations, seeing strange lights and hearing voices.

Yet another clinic doctor arranged for Paul to be admitted to the children's psychiatric ward at a hospital in the town of Huntington. Dr. Raissi told Mrs. Johnston that she hoped this would take care of Paul's problems, but was not sure. During a 10-day hospital stay, Paul was diagnosed with Major Effective Disorder with psychotic features, and Oppositional Defiant Disorder. He was taken off Tofranil and put on Nortriptyline and Risperdal. He was discharged and referred to a psychiatrist named Dr. Shah.

Dr. Shah "never answered any of my questions," Mrs. Johnston wrote in her diary, "and he never said much of anything, except to threaten to put Paul back in the hospital if he 'acted out' again."

During Paul's first year of junior high in the fall of 1998, yet another new doctor took over his case. Dr. Faheem took Paul off Risperdal and put him on Zyprexa, which he said was better for controlling mood swings and hallucinations.

"All Dr. Faheem wanted me to do was admit that there were several people in my family who had some form of mental illness," Mrs. Johnston recalled. "One day I gave in and just made up a list for this man. It seemed to please him, and he became more willing to help Paul."
Paul was soon in trouble again in school and, although Mrs. Johnston found that not all that happened was her son's fault, she thought better of making waves because her husband Kenny was now working for the school district. "It is well known that you don't offend the school board," she wrote. " If you do, you won't work and your child will pay for it."

At the start of 2000, a school psychiatrist diagnosed Paul as "bipolar," explaining that children with this disorder are often misdiagnosed with ADHD. She promised relief with the drugs Lithobid and Paxil, but Paul's mood swings and problems at school continued.
Since Paul had been labeled mentally ill, his teachers seemed to write him off as unable to learn. One teacher even hit him several times in the head with a tennis ball while he slept during class, raising an egg-sized lump. Mrs. Johnston demanded an IEP meeting and brought along her tape recorder. During the session, at least one educator, who did not realize the meeting was being taped, disparaged and mimicked her son.

Following the IEP session, school administrators tried to influence Paul's father not to make waves by giving him more work at the school. "They told him that everything that goes on within the school stays within the school, which caused trouble between Kenny and me," Joy Johnston wrote. "They were trying to divide us against Paul, and there was nothing I could do."
The family began receiving threatening phone calls. An unidentified voice observed "how good my oldest daughter was doing in school," Joy stated, "and said it would be awful if something happened to stop this . . . Sometimes," the voice continued, "a child who has problems like Paul's is removed from the home because his parents cannot take care of him and the family abuses him."

Commitment to Barboursville

During the summer of 2000, Paul was given more prescription changes, and violent outbursts and hospitalizations followed. The Johnstons found themselves considering long-term state care. "All of my time and energy has been spent seeking help for my son," Joy despaired. "I have neglected my husband, my daughters and myself because my son has so many problems we cannot solve."

The Johnstons were referred to the Barboursville School, a state mental facility for children. A spokesman told them that children are normally committed for three to six months and that the school has "a wonderful program for teens, which teaches them self-control and personal care." Paul's clinic doctor and the school counselor agreed that Barboursville might provide the care the boy needed, and the Johnstons scheduled a hearing before a state "mental hygiene commissioner" to commit their son.

After the hearing, Mrs. Johnston discovered that the court papers called for a commitment of two years. "I felt my heart sink," she wrote in her diary. "Paul was only supposed to stay for three months; six if necessary . . . I felt scared and confused, but maybe someone at the school could explain." His caseworker reiterated that the average stay for most children was three to six months depending on how they responded to treatment.

The Johnstons soon realized that Barboursville was not what they expected. After their first few visits, Paul began exhibiting fear and excessive hunger. Later, they found marks on his body, including a burn, as though he were being abused. When questioned, the child was evasive.
Breakthrough at Last Friends of Joy Johnston put her in touch with longtime Eagle Forum member Ellen Beamon of Virginia. Joy's friends had heard about the harm psychiatric drugs could do to children and thought Mrs. Beamon might be able to help. At Ellen's suggestion, Mrs. Johnston began researching Ritalin and ADHD using her friend's laptop computer. The information she found filled her with shock and dismay. She began to realize that her now 13-year-old son was not mentally ill at all; that he had been diagnosed at the age of five with an unprovable disease, and that the medications he had been taking were the probable cause of his problems.

Mrs. Johnston's research led her to Dr. Peter Breggin of Maryland, head of the Center for the Study of Psychiatry and Psychology and author of Talking Back to Ritalin. She wrote Dr. Breggin about her son's condition. Within a week, he contacted her to discuss Paul's case. He advised her to get the boy released from the mental institution as soon as possible, that they needed to wean Paul off the "very dangerous medications" he was taking, none of which "were FDA approved for children under the age of 18." Dr. Breggin felt sure that Paul was not mentally ill, but suffering from drug-induced psychoses.

Battle for Release

The Barboursville School would not release Paul. Dr. Clark, who was in charge of his case, said there had been no improvement in his condition and that he was not stable enough to be released. The judge who committed Paul agreed that the commitment order would stand unless his doctor released him. The Barboursville staff began monitoring the Johnstons' visits.
Ellen Beamon sent faxes to her contacts describing Paul's situation and how his parents could not arrange his release from Barboursville despite evidence of maltreatment.

Joy Johnston was near despair. She had lost her firstborn son to death, now she felt she had lost her second son to "the system." With renewed determination, she began phoning attorneys from a list Ellen Beamon had provided. A week later, she called the last one, Richard Beckner of nearby Oak Hill. No other attorney was willing to take on the system, but Beckner was a young father who understood what psychotropic drugs could do to children. When the Johnstons described the drug dosages Paul was taking, he shook his head in disbelief.

Beckner explained that it would not be easy, but that he would do everything in his power to overturn the court order. Alerted by Ellen Beamon, the Rutherford Institute also got involved and agreed to pay part of the financial cost.

When the Johnstons visited their son, he apologized for his appearance. Most of his clothes had been stolen, he said, and he was not allowed to wash those that remained or even to take a bath. He said the staff told him he would never get out of the hospital and that his parents didn't want him. When the Johnstons protested this treatment, they were escorted off the institution's premises by security guards.

Richard Beckner succeeded in arranging another hearing. Dr. Clark testified that the Johnstons had refused to let her help their son and that Paul was "a danger" to himself and others and should not be released. She stated that Paul "may never be stable" and that he could be institutionalized "for the rest of his life." The Johnstons contradicted Dr. Clark's testimony and submitted information supplied by Dr. Breggin about the side effects of the drugs their son was taking. After a lengthy hearing, the judge ordered the two sides to "come to an agreement."
In the end, Dr. Clark and the Barbours-ville School director were alone in pushing for Paul to remain institutionalized and the court ordered his immediate release.

The Aftermath

The Johnstons took Paul at once to Dr. Breggin, who examined him and provided a schedule for easing him off the drugs. The visit occurred just before Christmas 2000 and Paul became drug-free in Jan. 2001. But the boy suffers from severe headaches and has developed a disease known as Tardive Kyskinesia (involuntary movements in his hands and legs). The muscle cramps remain, and he has been diagnosed with Tourette Syndrome (a neurological disorder characterized by involuntary, rapid or sudden body movements and rapid or sudden speech variations, such as stuttering). He also suffers from rheumatoid arthritis.

Given the family's ordeal at the hands of the public school system, Mrs. Johnston decided to homeschool her son. She was told that Paul performed at third-grade level and that he would probably not be able to do any better. But he has since completed 8th grade and will begin 9th grade in the fall. Paul's older sister, Vickie, is expected to test out of high school next year, and his younger sister, Destiny, will attend private school in the fall. "I feel she will achieve more in that setting," Mrs. Johnston explains, "and the fear of a 'Ritalin Roundup' is not a factor."

Lawsuits are pending against the physicians who treated Paul, and Mrs. Johnston plans to remain vocal about the misdiagnoses of children, in the hope of "stopping the madness for those children who remain lost in the system." "I learned about forced psychiatric drugging the hard way," she admits. "Parents aren't told about the adverse reactions Ritalin and other drugs cause."

"It is very difficult for people to understand about drug-induced psychosis," she continues. "So many of our children are suffering from it, and few in the field of psychiatry will even talk about it. The internet literally saved Paul's life. Parents should remember that research can do wonders because knowledge is power."

Monday, June 13, 2005

Piggy $$ Update

$30.00 more to add to my piggy! I don't know the total since I'm typing this on Outlook @ work and doing the old cut-paste routine, but I know I'm closer to my goal now! Woo-hoo! We got the rebate back from getting the printer dock. We got a super deal anyway - I got the last one Circuit City had, the floor model. I checked it out alot before I bought it, and all it needed was a cleaning and dumping the internal memory from the pictures customers took. I also have a rebate coming from the original memory card. That'll top off the piggy!

The memory card is just in time too, since we almost filled up the camera at Gatlinburg. I really need to be conservative... or something like it.

update as of 6-16: $49.02

Friday, June 10, 2005

signing off for the weekend

I'm about done here.

must... depart...

No more finance department for two whole days!

retraction

"Four or more people near me in Cubicle City are gone today as well, so it's a quiet day for me."

- YEAH RIGHT

yuck

My best friend, Dani (short for Danielle), called me yesterday. On top of telling me the baby stuff (previous post), she told me that they are having trouble with fire ants getting into their house. Her youngest son, Tristan, woke her up the other night complaining about his arms burning. When she went in to take a look, there were fire ants under his pillow. Needless to say, the exterminators have arrived. They're not messy people, but I guess fire ants find their way in no matter what. My parents aren't messy either, and every single summer they have a problem with regular black ants... which brings me to my point. Dani jinxed me! We got our apartment in March 2003 and have never had bug problems, except for the occasional wooly booger (otherwise known to me as legs-a-lot wiggleworms that looks like mutated orange centipedes) making its way in when it rains. The same darn day Dani told me that she had those fire ants in her house, I had trouble!! I was sitting on my couch playing Fable last night and my foot started itching. I scratched it by way of rubbing it along the carpet and didn't think anything else about it for the next ten minutes or so. I continued to itch, butit started to turn into itching/burning at the same time. I thought it felt different than just having an itch, especially when it started to hurt. I just happened to look down to see if I had some sort of bite, when I noticed about ten black ants under my feet. I had three very painful bites on my feet before that part was over. All I had in the house was ant traps, but that wasn't going to work immediately, obviously! I found the source - we'd dropped a piece of food on the carpet and never noticed. I got rid of the food, but they were still coming. I started killing them one-at-a-time with only a paper towel, but one got out of the towel and bit me on the thumb. It hurt right from the start (it never itched at all) and eventually turned numb, which it still is this morning. I called my mom, basically freaking out. Mom called PaPa and then my aunt to ask what to do for my bites. My aunt told me to put ice on them to keep them from swelling. My thumb still hurts right now and it's on my writing hand (left). The actual bite didn't show up until this morning, either, and boy did it hurt getting rid of it! I have been scratching all over ever since then and so has my mom. Psychological, yes, but psychology sometimes creates real physical symptoms! Josh brought home ant spray, or I probably would have slept on the balcony last night.

Thanks for jinxing me, Dani!

:::shudder:::

Good Morning - it's Friday!

I'm never sitting next to the people I sat next to this morning in the company meeting again! They talked the whole time. Some people are so impatient...

The good about having a company meeting, though, is that I get to come in and leave early. Normally, I'm here til 7pm, and on meeting days I can leave @ 5:30. Woo-hoo! Four or more people near me in Cubicle City are gone today as well, so it's a quiet day for me.

My cough and sniffing came back with a vengeance this morning. Lack of using Flonase, maybe? I forgot to use it this morning, so it's probably my fault. Thank goodness for cough drops.

My best friend (the pregnant one) called me and told me the doctors are giving her a c-section due date of August 10th. ot much time to plan a baby shower now! She didn't want one at first, but she has two boys already and is now having a girl, and I told her she at least needs to get the basics, like girl clothes, consumables, and maybe a bedroom suit. She feels weird about having a baby shower when she already has kids, but I've never even heard of that... plus, best friends don't let best friends have babies without the basic essentials AND a baby shower! The baby's name is going to be Emmaleigh Elizabeth Boling, nicknamed Emma. I think that's so cute! My dream baby name is Olivia (Color Purple fan!). I think I already wrote that once, but who cares! I don't have the baby to go along with it, though. Watch me have a boy first, since I don't really have a solid boy's name picked out. We're waiting awhile until we have a better financial situation. I get SO sick of hearing people say, "If you wait until you have the money, you'll never have kids." That really pisses me off. First of all, it's not true. I am an excellent money saver, FYI. We have an apartment currently, and I want to at least be in the process of getting a house or already have one when we start to try for kids. Plus, when I move again, it's going to be for good.

Hey, at least we have the pids to keep us company... which brings me to another point. I frequent www.petfinder.com and see all these stories about how people abandon their nanimals because they've had kids and don't want them anymore. I am not talking about the ones whose children have allergies and have no other choice (don't get me started on forced allergy situations, by the way, that would take all day and then some). I am talking about the cruel ones who dump their nanimals off at a high-kill shelter without so much as a kiss goodbye. It literally breaks my heart to see all those sad stories. Those people should be extremely ashamed of themselves and embarrassed for even showing up with an animal who still tries to kiss and lick them before people abandon them forever.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Speak now or for 24 hours hold your peace

End-of-the-day post (yeah, I'm slack):

I'm here... I'm still twitching, which means I am alive. Awesome!

Found my MP3 player - woo-hoo! I have so many good tunes on it. It was in my filing cabinet at work - duh! I missed my tunes. ::happy sigh:: Now, if I can just find the PC software to DL even more, I'll be a happy camper.

I just found out when my marching band kids' band camp is. Green Machine Rules! This is a GOOD paid gig, plus it's a labor of love, so I've stuck with it. Plus, they call me Flute Girl, which I love (began within the first week I started there). I don't completely know what I'm doing with the clarinets and saxes as much as the flutes and pics, but the theory is the same and the only thing I lack is the instrument technical skill.

The kids are performing "Carmen" this year. It should be really entertaining... I'm looking forward to it. So far, my favorite year has been "Gladiator". The music was fast-paced and the drill was hard (my favorite kind of music and drill, it just so happens!). One of my best piccoloists is drum major this year, though. ::difficult gulp:: That's a thorny pill to swallow. :( She'll be a good drum major, no doubt, but I'll miss her incredibly as a piccolo! We have at least one, if not two, other good piccolos, so the section will be fine. I always worry when I lose even one member.

...................NO DRAMA THIS YEAR PLEASE.................please
WARNING: I'M BRINGING MY FLOGGER, MUZZLES, EXTRA PICCOLOS & TRANQUILIZERS (very important training tools)

I hope we have more clarinets this year. Last season, we had one alto clarinet and one bass clarinet. ::scream:: Our saxes MORE than doubled the clarinets. We had a total of 48 people last year (guard/percussion included). The booster club president, Krista, told me today we had more than last year, but she didn't specify. I'll wait and see! I'm excited about this year. I think we have a good group of motivated kids... hey, we've been training them to be that way for the past few years! We'll probably try Upper-State this year -- woo-hoo! It's being held on my birthday this year!!! My 11th grade year, it was on my birthday, too. Fun stuff!!!

My mom used to chaperone the competition buses and the football games. Believe it or not, it was the most fun I had with her in high school! You might think I wouldn't have wanted her to be on a bus with me, but it never bothered me. We band nerds never really fit into the same category as everyone else anyway, so having our parents around was not "uncool."

More later... tater

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

1 out of 2 isn't THAT bad.

I had to pass up a paid near-Fourth of July piccolo gig last night. I don't have the lung capacity to play up-to-par since I've been so sick. It doesn't pay a whole lot, but it would have given me almost enough for my new memory card without bothering the piggy updates. Oh well. The American flag for my piccolo Stars and Stripes section is broken anyway. At least I can keep the actual July 4th gig. It's with a bunch of other flutes and pics, so I can blend in well. Who knows - maybe I can breathe better by then anyway. It's not like I'm turning blue right now. It's just that my bruised rib makes it harder to breathe along with the congestion. Blah... blah... blah...

Piggy $$ Update

$19.02 - woo-hoo!!

Random Slow Day

I'm bored. I am actually paying bills at work. Poor Josh just went to fill an employment app somewhere an hour away from us, and when he got there, he found out they weren't even there until an hour from right now! He called me when he was a "little" ill. :) Plus, he's getting sick anyway (probably my fault), so he's not happy today. I'm trying to be nicer than normal. Not that I'm mean, though. That sounded bad! I'm just trying to keep him calm.

Must... find... stamps...

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Our Vacation

We had a pretty good vacation! I have a bruised rib from coughing so much, so I had a hard time walking places, but it was ok. Getting into the pool helped calm down my pain somewhat. The trip up and back was great! We're definitely taking the same route next time as opposed to to taking 276 all the way there. This time, we used 25-26-40-19-441. It sounds complicated, but it's alot less windy and mountainous. I almost filled up my camera memory card between the Ripley's Aquarium and the Star Cars Museum. I have around 100 pictures from the aquarium and about 40 or so from Star Cars and a few random scenery/Josh/Carri pictures.

Star Cars Museum had the Dorothy I blue and yellow truck from Twister and the Ghostbusters car! Those were my favorite. They also had the front half of the Christine car buried in a wall. They also had one of the Delorians from Back to the Future and the Jurassic Park SUV that gets rammed by the T-Rex. It was alot more fun than I thought it might have been. If I can figure out how, I'll submit my pictures here and you can see for yourself.

Ripley's Aquarium was just as fun this time as it was the first time we went! I loved the spotted Manta Rays, going through the tunnel watching the sharks and sawfish come right up to your face. I took some awesome pictures of them. I took a 15 second video of a baby manta ray (I love the pseudo smiles they have on their undersides). I got the best video and picture of an orange octopus. I had a good video of hammerhead sharks and manta rays, but I accidentally deleted it!! We also saw puffer fish, sea dragons, angler fish, live barnacles, sea anemones, blue tangs (Dorrie from Finding Nemo), jellyfish, barracudas, spider crabs, moray eels and giant groupers. We saw alot more, but that's all I have on camera.

I'll write more about our vacation later.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

My favorites list - modifying

I'm going to come up with a favorites list of my own. Here's the part I can think of tonight (not all have least favorite additions):

6-8-05: Yeah, yeah, I'll finish it.

Favorite Flower:

Favorite Color:
Least Favorite Color:

Favorite Season:

Favorite Ice Cream:
Least Favorite Ice Cream:

Favorite Vacation Location:

Favorite Cartoon:

Favorite Dessert:

Favorite Food:
Least Favorite Food:

Yucky food your parents made you eat when you were small:

Favorite Animal:
Least Favorite Animal:

Favorite Cartoon Animal:

Favorite Non-Animal Cartoon Character:

Favorite Family Member:
Least Favorite Family Member:

Your Lucky Number:
Your Unlucky Number:

Favorite Female Name:
Least Favorite Female Name:

Favorite Male Name:
Least Favorite Male Name:

Favorite State (of America or your state of mind!):

Favorite Toy when you were small:

Favorite Movie:
Least Favorite Movie:

Favorite TV Show:
Least Favorite TV Show:

Favorite Commercial:

Favorite Musical Instrument:

Favorite Sport:
Least Favorite Sport:

Favorite Female Singer:
Least Favorite Female Singer:

Favorite Classical Composer:

Favorite Comedy Show:

Favorite Non-Fiction Book:

Favorite Fiction Book:

Favorite Vacation Spot:

Favorite Children's Book:

Favorite
Least Favorite

Favorite
Least Favorite

Favorite
Least Favorite

Favorite
Least Favorite

Favorite
Least Favorite

Favorite
Least Favorite

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

vacation list

things we need to take with us:

clothes
rain gear since it's been forecasted!
camera memory card
PJs
neck pillow for car
regular pillows
shoes
hair stuff (Shampoo, dryer, brush, mousse for josh, clips for me)
body stuff (body wash, deoderant, cologne for josh, facial soap for me
camera
$$
backup credit card
hotel confirmation
watches for me and josh
earrings (me)
pids
collars & leashes
tennessee maps
anywho.com map
pid food
pid toys
pid beds
carriers

I'll think of more later. I know this isn't it!

No tripping

I have a 80% clean house! The other 20% is our room. We moved some things into our room that we didn't want anywhere else. My living room and kitchen are spotless! The living room needs a few more spot shots, but overall, it's gorgeous! I can walk around without tripping over music and Josh's clothes (hence the title). I won't let Josh even put a sock out of line now and my sink has seriously been empty for three days! I am happier Carri when things are neat.

I have to go change my last name at the friggin' DMV. I don't wanna!!!!! I hate waiting up there for an hour just to hear someone tell me I have filled out the wrong form and I have to wait again. This time, I found the absolutely correct forms online and will have them ready at the door!

Vacation Countdown

62 hours, 48 minutes!

Jerk

I just had the WORST phone call here at work! The guy didn't even have the right department, and he chose to berate me pver the phone.

He told me he was looking to see if his info was submitted. Come to find out, he wasn't even speaking with the right dept. Anyway, he was a real jerk and didn't even let me get a word in to find out his situation. By the end of it, I was upset and totally left the dept. for about ten minutes. A friend came out to talk to me and I came back, but I was still pretty upset. I hate being put into bad situations like that.

Maybe not

Well, I thought I was better, but I went to the doc this morning and came back with three prescriptions. I have bronchitis and sinusitis. Lovely! He sent me for a chest x-ray b/c he thought I had pneumonia. I suppose it could have been like that a few days from now, so I should be thankful it's not that. I have to use Flonase (thanks alot) up my NOSE!