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Did the groceries today. I hate it! I hate spending so much for so little. I was getting some fruit for me. Yes, I got some fresh oranges but I wanted some peaches and mandarin oranges which are not in season. So off to the canned section. Since I had already decided that I don’t care for the Dole Mandarin Oranges, I looked for the DelMonte. They had them but they were more expensive. Publix has their own brand and I took a chance. Interesting that their price was the same as Dole’s. Suffice it to say, I don’t care for the Publix Mandarin Oranges. I got some Peaches too so we will see. Not worth saving some pennies for something you don’t like.

Then I started thinking about what kind/brand we used to buy in Michigan. The Mandarin Oranges came in smaller cans with a green label. I don’t remember the brand but I didn’t see them at Publix. Then I recalled Libby’s and their annoying jingle. I think they might have been the first to can with light syrup instead of the heavy syrup we were used to. And we preferred them. I don’t recall seeing them at Publix.

I also wanted more freezer pops. I really liked those Soda Pops. I finally asked and found the sad selection Publix carries. Two varieties of Flav-o-Ice. I stopped at Walgreens and got 4 boxes of Soda Pops. They had no Root Beer but I don’t think I will miss it.

Jenna called in sick today. I shouldn’t rejoice at the misfortunes of others but I just don’t seem to have the tolerance for her these days. There is no school on Friday so I get another week reprieve.

My letter carrier gets here earlier each day. It was about 10:30 when she showed up today. Half of my packages will have to wait until tomorrow.

The boys refuse to go swimming until school is out. Never mind the temps in the 90s.

It’s weird staying home instead of going out to lunch every day. I wonder how long before I am sick of wraps. And I won’t be able to get deli meats & cheeses when school lets out. I just can’t take the extra time with these two wanderers.

This week’s POTD theme is water. Without driving around looking for a pond/river/lake, I have no idea what to shoot. I have no sprinkler to try the cool shots Bryan Peterson does. I guess I could just spritz some things around the house.

Do you ever get tired of your friends?

My friend called me up the other day to talk through her vacation plans. I know it’s because he husband doesn’t want to deal with it and lets her handle all the details. The problem is that I don’t like listening. Hearing her great plans to travel makes me jealous because I don’t have the money nor the stamina to take these boys to such places. So I do my best to tune her out. I would like to just hang up.

But it’s what friends do. I guess.

Delmonte Mandarin Oranges taste better than Dole Mandarin Oranges.

Sunday means NASCAR. Ryan got into NASCAR a few years ago. He has so much of it memorized. His father would have be so proud. Back in 2005, we went to my sister’s house for a long weekend. Ryan got to watch Speed Channel and was hooked. So when we came back, I upgraded the cable and got Speed. He stopped watching NASCAR races. d’oh!

My dad came down a month earlier than normal in November. He likes to watch sports. Ryan was anti-TV. But Ryan let him watch some things and even some NASCAR races.

The season started this year and we are watching every race. The pre-race show sometimes as well. He knows the schedule because he looks it up online. Yesterday, we watched the Nationwide Series and today was the Sprint Series race. Ryan sits in front of the laptop so he can check out stats and facts as the announcers tell them. He also has his NASCAR Encyclopedia ready for reference. Ryan doesn’t eat nor drink during the race. He is afraid to miss anything.

For the last few nights, Andy has had trouble going to sleep. He is awake past 10. Last night, I heard him talking and came out to find his getting on the laptop. Oh no! I told him he doesn’t have to sleep but he has to stay in his room. He can listen to his radio. I didn’t hear from him again until 5:45 am.

Andy ate his breakfast as usual. I didn’t see much of him but I think he was just playing on his computer. He did eat some of the grilled cheese for lunch. Then is was after 6 pm and he didn’t ask to go ride his bike and didn’t start dinner (he gets the chicken out and turns on the over). I went to look for him and found him asleep in the guest room. I asked if he wanted dinner or more sleep and he said dinner. But he didn’t get up.

I imagine he will be awake tonight.

This weird lack of need for sleep, or flipped schedules in not uncommon in people with autism.

We have been fortunate that this only happens every few months. And at least he didn’t keep coming into my room and wake me up and he has in the past. I should look for his DS so he has another option if he wakes up.

Be careful what you name your kids. I think they tend to live up to the name. When I was pregnant with Ryan, I wanted to name him Brian Edward. Brian is David’s middle name and Edward is Steve’s middle name. Gail preferred Ryan instead of Brian. I said OK since I pretty much had my way naming Andy and I still liked the name Ryan even though I thought it was becoming a bit too popular. (Yes, I know Andrew is popular but not many use the nickname Andy.)

Ryan means little king in Irish. Ryan is the little dictator around here. To say I let him rule the household may be a little strong but I did give him too many choices. In my defense, his temper is like his father’s. Way too strong and volatile. I find it easier to let him decide than deal with his reaction.

My neighbor said they might go swimming today. I said I would ask Ryan. She knows my kids but I am sure she was rolling her eyes in her mind. I asked Ryan last night and you could tell he didn’t want to go. I told him to think about it. This morning, he kept ignoring my question until I asked him if we are going or not. “Not.” he says. I don’t get into why not but now Andy is sad since he loves swimming. He would swim everyday given the chance. These are the times when I wish we had a pool. I could let Andy swim and Ryan can do what he wants. And I could swim without being seen in public with a swimming suit.