I wrote this post last Friday.  I am fast with the posting and such,

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I had typed a post while I was in Vancouver waiting for my delay flight to San Francisco and then I deleted it because I am using Word Press and I really don’t know what I am doing and the post was attributed to a boogie author and I am done, the end.  Perhaps my husband or some other genius was reading it and cached it, but i think i am buggered.  I love the google, but I don’t think they cache posts after 3 minutes.

It was a half assed point done in point form, which is my go to when I haven’t posted in a while and my brain is a swirl with information, stuff, and you know, other stuff.

I am going to San Francisco as a sort of consolation prize for missing Mom2.0, which I am still really sad I missed.  There are a plethora of people in NorCal who are the awesome and I am trying to see as many people as possible, but still make it quality time intend of kiss and go.  I will be renting a car at some point because a lot of y’all live far enough apart that I cannot take the BART of Caltrain or god, I would love to rent a Mustang convertible and pretend I am ThelmaLouise without the cliff bit.  I suspect it is too cold for a convertible though.  I will call tonight about reserving a car.

We were in San Diego for Spring Break with Charlotte and rented some shit ass Hundai, they had a special on Mustangs and I cannot get that sexy car out of my head.  I am not a car chick.  We drive a sensible Camry Sedan Hybrid, with no acelleration problems whatsoever thank you very much.  I love Toyota.  We drove a Corolla for 10 years.  We only have only ever had one car, Mark takes the bus and when I had a real job, I took the bus and it has worked out well for us. OK, car talk detour!

San Diego was beautiful.  We actually stayed on Coronado Island, which Mark points out ISN’T really an island because it does to land somewhere.  We did take the bridge over to San Diego pretty much everyday. The weather was perfect.  We had three cooler days to go to Legoland, Seaworld and the Zoo, three warmer days to do the beach and a some pool time.  Last year in Florida Charlotte would not get into the warm, and shallow kiddie pool. She was terrified.  She had taken some private lessons before we left and managed to enjoy the pool but found the sand and tide pools much more enjoyable.  Mark and I did too.  Despite the sand in my bits and pieces.  Charlotte had her challenges, mostly around food, bedtime, transitioning to other activates.  I won’t lie, it was sometimes difficult not to lose my shit.  She could tell the difference between Canadian macaroni and cheese (Kraft Dinner) and American macaroni and cheese (also Kraft).  She ate a lot of peanuts and drank veggie/fruit juice with a couple of grilled cheese sandwiches for good measure.

Lots and lots has gone on in regards to Charlotte’s Autism assessment.  It really has distracted me from almost everything.  She got in for the full assessment at the Autism Clinic about a month or so ago.  I was told 6-9 month, but the stars aligned and my name and number was on the top of some pile and we dropped everything one morning and spent two days at the clinic.  Lots of information, interviews, questions, observations.  It was super intense and Charlotte was really struggling by the time she was to be seen my the Occupational Therapist and was called “immature and uncooperative” i the report, which pissed me off.  She was there for an Autism assessment.  It was the end of a two day ordeal.  She was tired and wanted to go home, she was pale and had circles under her eyes.  I watched from a two way mirror.  It was difficult.

We received the report this past friday.  This means more action on our part.  Mailing a copy to the school, her (hopefully) new Speech Language Therapist, Language procession is considered one of her biggest “severities”.

April 22

OK, didn’t finish this post, but TO BE CONTINUED……

Just like a Charlie’s Angels Episode