Work Story

I work for a company that provides supports to individuals with developmental disabilities.  That covers a whole host of diagnoses, disorders, medical needs, and sometimes behavioral challenges.  Some of the individuals we support have (inappropriate) sexualized behaviors as part of their disability.


One of the individuals we support here in Wisconsin does, indeed, have some.....ahem..... "issues" with sexual behavior.  He has a housemate who is not ambulatory.  As such, a nun from the local Catholic church comes to the home to pray with the housemate and offer communion.

Last Sunday on Easter, a nun came to the home.  Below is an excerpt from a conversation between the nun and the individual, whom I'll call Joe.

Joe:     Can I ask you a question?
Nun:    Yes.
Joe:     Do you want to f*ck?

Hey, she said he could ask a question... and he did.

I'm sure it's totally wrong that I laughed when I heard about this.

At my job, there is never a dull moment.  We could make a top-rated reality show.

Easter

To my friends who might happen to read this blog:  Happy Easter.

This is the first Easter in my 41 years of life that I won't see/have dinner with my parents.  I'm sad about that.

This year, it will be just Scott and me.  I'm thankful we're together.  It will be a low-key day for us.  We'll take our usual Sunday walk-- the 4.7 mile route today.  I have work to do and Scott needs to write a paper for school.  I'll make a traditional Easter dinner.  While I love to cook and always enjoy making a holiday meal, I'll miss the wonderful food my Mom makes.  She's a great cook.  She always makes deviled eggs for Easter dinner and she makes the best deviled eggs.  Another Easter dinner tradition of hers, which I'll make for Scott and me today, is a hot pineapple dish.  It has cheddar cheese in it, which might sound weird but it is so good.  In case you're interested in trying it for something a little different, here is the recipe:

Drain a 20 ounce can of pineapple chunks.
Mix 3 Tbsp. of the pineapple juice with 3 Tbsp. of flour and 1/2 cup of sugar.
Stir in the pineapple chunks.
Add 1 cup of shredded cheddar cheese.
Pour into greased casserole dish.
Mix 1/4 cup melted butter with 1/2 cup Ritz cracker crumbs.
Sprinkle on top of casserole.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.

Pretty easy to make.  It's different and it's quite yummy.

Scott and I have been trying to eat healthier since he was diagnosed recently with high cholesterol.  We've been doing good but we'll splurge a little today since it's a holiday.  In addition to the pineapple dish, we'll have ham, scalloped potatoes, asparagus, and some kind of dessert.

That's about it for us today.  I think the weather is supposed to be mild, which will be a nice change from all the rain/ice/snow we had last week.  It's still not very warm here, but hopefully the sun will come out.  I'll be missing my parents today for sure.  Holidays are meant to be spent with loved ones.  I hope you will be spending the day with yours.

Wild Turkey

I don't remember ever seeing wild turkeys in Ohio.  I'm sure they were there.  I just don't think I ever saw one.  Probably because we lived in town and I'm guessing there aren't a whole lot of wild turkeys lurking around urban areas.  

Here in Wisconsin we live in a small country town, so we have to drive on country roads to get here from Madison (or to go to Madison for that matter).  There is a lot of farm land around here.  And a whole bunch of wild turkeys.

Let me tell you something about wild turkeys:  those are some ugly m-f'ers.  Seriously ugly.  F-ugly.

 

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Wild turkeys are so ugly, they freak me out.  And you never see just one of them.  They are always in large groups (flocks?) and I usually see them feeding out in the corn fields in these parts.

I have had 2 "encounters" recently with wild turkeys.  The first happened a week or so ago.  Scott and I were driving up 51 to Madison and all of a sudden a wild turkey took flight and flew right in front of the car.  We didn't hit it, but it seemingly flew right in front of the wind-shield.  It scared the sh*t out of me.  At first, I didn't even know what it was.  After I yelped, I had to ask Scott:  "what was that??"  A wild turkey flying right before our eyes.  Creepy.  They are ugly and they look mean as hell.  It was like a Jurassic Park moment.

The second encounter I had was one day earlier this week when I was driving to work on 138.  I could see cars were stopped a ways in front of me and it appeared from a distance a dog was running loose on the side of the road.  As I got closer, I noticed it wasn't a dog but a wild turkey.  Have you ever seen one of those things run?  OMG.  Those are some fast suckers.  They can really scoot.  I read somewhere that they can run upwards of 18 mph.  Seeing that ugly m-f'er run all fast across the road.  Ugh.  I shudder to even think of it now. 

Clearly I am very freaked out by wild turkeys.  I don't even care for this kind:

   

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Unless I'm enjoying it as one of the ingredients in a Derby Pie, of course.