Justa looking inward.

As I sit here tonight at the computer I wonder if I can put together a couple of words that aren't a joke,an insult or some other useless banter. I've been given the nickname in our family of CDHB that stands for Chief dead horse beater. Those of you that have been following along with the thread since I have been back in the saddle here at Justakrusen know why. I get onto something and I don't let go. Some examples of this are, picking on Stan, eating a bowl of Rocky Road ice cream every night for like the last three weeks or so.Picking on Stan.Picking on Dumocrats.Picking on Stan.etc,etc. I came across a question asked of Dr. Dobson of focus on the family fame on a news blog that I check out every day. Here it is.

QUESTION: I'm a teacher and I love my students. There is one kid in my sixth grade class, however, who drives me nuts. He works overtime trying to make everybody laugh. What drives this impish child? Why does he want to make life miserable for me?

DR. DOBSON: We all remember the kid you're talking about. He's called "the class clown," and some other things that are less flattering. He is a trial to his teachers, an embarrassment to his parents, and an utter delight to every child who wants to escape the boredom of school. There are millions of class clowns on the job today. It's my belief that boards of education assign at least one such kid to every class just to make sure that school teachers earn every dollar of their salaries.

These skilled little disrupters are usually boys. They often have reading or other academic problems. They may be small in stature, although not always, and they'll do anything for a laugh. Their parents and teachers may not recognize that behind the boisterous behavior is often the pain of inferiority.

You see, humor is a classic response to feelings of low self-esteem. That's why within many successful comedians is the memory of a hurting little boy or girl. Jonathan Winters' parents were divorced when he was seven years old, and he said he used to cry when he was alone because other children teased him about not having a father. Joan Rivers frequently jokes about her unattractiveness as a girl. She said she was such a dog, her father had to throw a bone down the aisle to get her married. And so it goes.

These and other comedians got their training during childhood, using humor as a defense against childhood hurts. That's usually the inspiration for the class clown. By making an enormous joke out of everything, he conceals the self-doubt that churns inside.

That understanding should help us meet his needs and manage such a child more effectively.

So in the spirit of trying to change and thereby rid my self on the moniker CDHB I've decided to take high road. I'm going to attempt to from now on stop doing everything I've mentioned in this post and things I haven't except for one.

I'M STILL GOING TO PICK ON STAN. He's just too easy. If you would like some serious reading from a member of the family check out my better{much better} half Cindy's post today over at Mrs.Justakrusen.

Justa Winter Wonderland~

Three contractors were bidding to fix a broken fence at the White House. One is from Chicago, another is from Oklahoma, and the third is from Minnesota.

All three go with a White House official to examine the fence. The Minnesota contractor took out a tape measure and did some measuring, then worked some figures with a pencil. "Well," he says, "I figure the job will run about $900: $400 for materials, $400 for my crew and $100 profit for me."
The Oklahoma contractor also did some measuring and figuring, then says, "I can do this job for $700: $300 for materials, $300 for my crew and $100 profit for me."
The Chicago contractor didn't measure or figure, but leaned over to the White House official and whispers, "$2,700."
The White House official, incredulous, said, "You didn't even measure like the other guys! How did you come up with such a high figure?"
The Chicago contractor whispered back, "$1000 for me, $1000 for you, and we hire the guy from Oklahoma to fix the fence."
"Done!" replied the government official.
And that, my friends, is how the new stimulus plan will work. Borrowed this from The Poor Farm blog. I don't really think it's a joke though.

 

Winter is back here in Fulton, NY with a vengeance!! We got about 8" of snow last night. We we're going to go out to dinner with our friends Shawn & Pat. So I took Cindy into work today and we were going to meet them after Cindy got out of work. On my way home from taking Cindy in. Shawn called and said that Pat was sick so we'd have to reschedule.That's ok with me really because we got about another 8" while I was gone with about another foot called for tonight. Don't cha just love winter. I just got back from picking Cindy up from work 66 mile round trip. Syracuse Didn't get much at all but we got hammered here at the house. I bet we have 2ft with 3 & 4 ft drifts and it's still coming down.

 

Peter here is that picture of my man basket. It's helps me keep track of things.

The distinction between myself and Stan is that he uses a fanny pack. I leave my man basket at home, he takes his with him on his hip. {laughing}

Justa recognizing some blogging buddies

I really wasn't going to do a post today. I went on everyone else's blogs {you know who you are} and I just didn't feel like I had anything to add to the conversation.But then I said what the hey. Congratulations to Stan on his well deserved reward! You can got over to his site and Stephany's to find out about it. Some great news our blogging buddy Precious Rock is back blogging. Check out her site if you haven't and welcome her back. I was going to do a little rambling post on my Dr appointment this morning blah,blah,blah there now you know everything that happened at the Dr. Ok, I know some of you are just sitting on the edge of your seat. My blood pressure was 130/86 not quite a physical specimen but not bad either. The main problem was I had gained 40 lbs since the last time I saw him in August. He also put me on an additional antidepressant Seraquil 25 mg I'm supposed to take it at night. Does anybody know anything about this one? I don't think I'm going to fill the prescription and start taking it until I talk to my Social Worker tomorrow. Hey Stan,will it make me start seeing Penguins?

Justa adding to the family

Remember I told you that the most favorite daughter that I have ever had, and her husband were expecting? Well here is a picture of them. This is a really neat site Magmypic.com where you can have some fun creating pretend magazines. Check it out and have some fun with it. Cindy and I have gotten a lot of mileage out of it. Haven't we Steve & Donna. Pete & Courtney, Don & Sally etc,etc.etc. They all refuse to talk to me. That will change tonight. Cindy bought the winning Mega million lotto ticket for tonight. My phone will be ringing off the hook tomorrow night. Stan don't bother calling. I'll just say "Stan who?"

Justa different way of Looking at things.

  It's all a matter of how you look at things isn't it. I was trying to come up with some profound word's of wisdom today.It's so true what they say, you can't get blood from a rock. I have a diverse{or more likely a perverse} group of people that click on this site from time to time. So with that in mind...

I think I'll justa let this picture speak for me tonight.

Justa change of pace

I borrowed {ok stole} this picture from dalethetruckdriver.

 

This is one of the good things about not being able to drive truck anymore. This particular thing never happened to me. I did finally get in an accident after 2 million miles of safe driving. It wasn't my fault{I know they all say that} because an elderly lady pulled in front of me on Rte 81 in Scranton Pa in a driving rain storm. I pushed her and her companion down the highway about 100 ft. (They turned out to not be hurt at all) I couldn't say the same for my underwear. I didn't damage the truck I was driving hardly at all.The car was totaled. So people, don't pull out  in front of trucks. They weigh 80,000 lbs,you weigh 4500 lbs. Hello:)

I think I have been layed off of my job! I no longer need to go over to Jeff & Amanda's to let Badger out. Amanda's off work this week and then they don't think I'll need to do it anymore after that. So see I'm sort of a victim,will I get anything from the stimulus package.

Speaking of jobs. I got the report back from the Independent Medical Examiner. He agrees with my every other week Chiropractor visits. He describes my continued discomfort in my knee and hip. He feels they are temporary. My Doctor and Chiro think this will be permanent. So I am permanently partially disabled. The bottom line is. The Comp Insurance carrier sent me a notice{on the same day I got the report} that they intended to cut my benefits from $400 week down to $244 per week. It has to go to the comp board which I should get a notice soon about the day to report for that. It's hard to believe that 2 years ago I was losing weight and working right along and things were looking up. I was finally not away from home for one or two weeks at a time. I didn't like working nights but I was adjusting to that. I was taking home almost $1,000 a week and we were looking pretty good financially. We're not hurting don't get me wrong. Momma makes pretty good money and we don't have any credit card bills. All we have is  Cindy's car,the house and then stuff like food,utilities and such. Our biggest vice is going out to eat.

I would love to work. What I would really like to do is drive a truck locally. That just isn't going to happen. I can't get in and out of the truck and any physical work is out of the question. I have no stamina at all and even 5 minutes on my feet brings quite a bit of burning in my left hip radiating to my back. I find that I can sit here at the computer for an hour or two. The only problem is when I get up it takes me a while to shift things around so I can walk.

I'm not really complaining though. I hope it doesn't sound like I am. I'm justa sorta informing you what's going on in my life at the moment. I am heading into a downward trend with my thinking though. Is it depression? I don't know yet. It's just different. I don't know if as these things play out if it won't start escalating on me. I'll have to see. I'm going to try to stay in the saddle(blog) if it does this time.

Justa Lazy Sunday!

We're coming to take you away hay hay! We're coming to take you away. There are two things that bother me about this lady (Nancy Pelosi){term used loosely} 1. She is third in line for the Presidency. 2. She is Stan's role model.And here is her Comrade in the Senate (Harry Reid) These are the three people running the country now. They are claiming Bipartisanship. Yeah 3 republican Senators voted with them. Not exactly an over whelming show of support. Brandon and I discussing the Stimulus package and the fact that he will have to work three jobs to pay for what the Dumocrats just pushed down our throats.Is essential information your enemy or ally? A recent Xerox study determined that you must read at least 1,000,000 words per week just to stay abreast of new information. Think about that, 1,000,000 words a week! Yet, the average reading speed is only about 200 words per minute. Since the decisions you make each day are only as good as the information you base them upon, your information glut is a serious detriment to your  ability to make rational decisions.