Hello all. how are you tonight? well it is night as I write this. I heard something the other day and I had to write about it. I was sitting in the grass playing with my son and some rocks we were using for cars when I overheard a couple nearby expressing disapproval with my actions; saying what is he just a big child and why doesnt he act his age and stop playing in the grass. Act my age. Now exactly how is one my age suppose to act? Am I supposed to be like those two and ignore my child by not playing with him looking down my nose at everyone else? An I suppose to wear a suit to spend a liesurly day in the park? I don't think so. I think because I am secure enough with who I am and my own maturity I can play in the dirt and rocks with my son; giving him the one on one attention all children need and still stand up straight and conduct myself as an adult when the situation calls. This I think is true maturity; knowing how to be an adult while still realizing there is a child in all of us who just wants to go out and play in the dirt :-) have a good evening all and dont neglect your inner child.

What makes a family? You know I have been thinking about it lately. Seems like it the hot topic on talk shows and such. Does blood relations make a family? Well not really I have seen many blood families that are very mean and hatefull to one another. DOes it have to be the typical man ,woman, child, pet type of thing? I dont think so either. I have seen many "alternative" family types that worked quite well. So what makes a good family? Well here is what I think Love, Trust, Honesty, Respect, and knowing that they will always be there if you need them. That is just what I think are some of the main ingrediants to a good family. Hope yur days are going well and I will talk to you all later.

My son was sitting in my lap this morning sleepiness in his eyes watching Telletubbies and I was telling him that I love him which I do often because I feel all children accomplish more and are happier when they know they are loved by thier parents. I started to wonder how often is really often enough to tell the ones we loved how we feel. Is there a certian number of times...like say10 or so? can you say it too much? I dont know if there is a certian number of times it should be said. If there is some research that gives a actual number of times it should be said for best results. All I know is I tell my son often dispite his autism and hearing problems he smile each and everytime I say it and I know he knows he is loved :-)

I was just sitting here thinking about reading an article awhile back. It was about this man who one day decided he wanted to take a motorcycle trip around the world and the vehicle he chose to do it on was a Hnda 250 Elite scooter. He has since completed his trip and written a book about it. I will one day get the book and read it as soon as I can remember what the name of it was. I remember I first heard about it when I had had my 250 Elite scooter and I started thinking well why can't I do that. I figured I could at least start off with a trip across the country. I sat down and came up with plans on what to take, how to take it, and my Road atlas became my favorite reading item. I had it all planned out and did I take that trip? Well actually no I didnt. I kept coming up with excuses and reason as to why I had to wait. Then the day came when I sold my scooter, a dark day indeed. Why do I bring this up you ask? Because I got to thinking that had I taken that trip it would have made some major change in my life and I started looking back over my life and I came across a few decisions that had they been made differently would have drastically alterd my life the way it is today. I don't know if it would have been for the better or worse but it would have sent it off in a different direction than it took. Not that my life now is bad. I have a wonderfull son, my health is good, I can still dream the grand dreams, when I play with my son I can still remember what it was like being a child myself, I have wonderful parents and siblings who love me as much as I love them. I just have to wonder what if... It is those what ifs that drive us to try new things, to see what is just over the next hill, to dream and reach for the dreams. I had always planned on taking that trip someday but now I noticed that Honda has the new Silverwing scooter. 600cc fuek injected twin, disk brakes, more room for my knees ( a small complaint about my 250 Elite) slightly larger tires and better suspension travel (escuse me while I take a moment to ponder the possibilities) Now that old dream is stronger then ever. I think I might just have to find a way to afford one of those Silverwings. I havent ridden in quite a while and I feel the need for a road trip ( of course for me the word road tends to mean any surface that is drivable.) so next time you find yourself wondering a big "what if" you just might give some more serious thought to seeing where it takes you. Your life might never be the same. Have a good day everyone.

You know I was over at the river park the other day just enjoying the day when I noticed some nice motorcycles in the parking lot. Now I love motorcycles the feeling you get when your out riding on one is wonderful. One of the riders had a Suzuki Katana 600, it was in very good shape. The rider however was complaining about it. He said he wanted to do a little touring but his bike was too small for it. He wanted a 1000 cc sportbike to tour on. Now here this guy had a nice bike but wasnt happy with it. all he could see was its percieved faults. It reminded me of a motorcycle ride I was on a while back. I was out just enjoying a day of riding on my 86 Honda 250 Elite scooter ( yes I said 250cc and Scooter) I had a big box on back for storage and had gone a little over 200 miles that day. I stopped for a while to rest and have a cold drink. when this guy rode in on a little 180 Yamaha scooter. He had a windshield on it as well as some soft saddlebags and a trunk on the back. Oh did I forget to mention, he had Idaho license plates!!. I had struck up a conversation with this gentleman. He was friendly and happy as most who are in the middle of a nice road trip are. I found that he had indeed ridden the scooter clear from Idaho and was on his way to Washington. to visit family and start collage. He spoke of all the wonderful sites he had seen along the way. the nice people he had met. How the longer he had ridden the more alive and happy he had felt. We both talked about the adventure of a long downhill, a loaded scooter and the little drum brakes they had on them :-) , but you now the one thing he never mentioned was that he wished he had a bigger bike. Instead he focused on the what the bike had to offer rather then what it didnt have, and he was having a great time because of it. Now if more people looked at life that way how much better and friendlier would this world be... I wonder.

Today I got my message board up and running ( yeah!!) now if I can just get the link to it to appear on my blog you can get to it ;-). Hopefully the changes I have made to my sites template will load up soon if not then you will probably have no idea what I am talking about and might hink I am imagining things. If that turns out to be the case just remember this blog is titled Rambling and put it down as just me rambling on about something you cant see ;-) if it does post the changes hey go to my message board let me know. Talk to me people :-) If you have autism or know of someone with autism or have an autistic child just pop in and say hi. Well I do believe I have rambled on enough here. My son is at school and I am feelign the need for a little "me" time. So i'm off to do a little reading, play a few rounds of Half-life Team fortress and generally just sit and think. have a good day all. :-)

Hello there. If you have read this for awhile or read the archieves you know I have a Autistic son. He is a beautiful happy healthy 3 year old boy. I love my son. He means the world to me. Since he's been diagnosed as being autistic I have heard a lot of negative statements such as he will probably never show much affection and he wont be able to communicate with you, and we were even told he might not even walk well if at all. you see he was originally considered as severely autistic and in the beggining he didnt do any of those things and if the negative statements were believed he probably still wouldnt. Today my son is very active; runs ( well walks really quickly :-) ) plays, is quite affectionate and even though he still doesnt talk ( a few words) he still manages to get his point across. I still hear that he will never be normal. He was born with missing brain tissue, doesnt hear much at all, and theres something going on with his feet that he is wearing special shoes hoping it will correct itself as he grows; so no he will never be normal, but who is? I personally really hate the word "normal" when it 's applied to people. in my 35 years on this planet I have yet to see a "normal" person. I have seen many many people with similiar behavior traits that could collectively be called "average" but not one single "normal" person. So my son will never be average. My son ,in my opinion, is far beyond average; he is exceptional. I have seen many "average" children get frustrated quite quickly when trying to do something for the first time and scream and cry for mommy and daddy to do it for them; not my son. He tries and tries and he usually succeeds in accomplishing the task at hand. I have seen many "average" children and adults who come up with many reasons why they cant do something. My son who was born with much against him doesn't give up and just sit on the floor and wait for things to be done for him. You might be saying I am biased, well obviously he IS my son. A fact I am quite proud of. I have learned many things about life by watching and interacting with him. Seeing him ,who has many more things to overcome than I, keep trying to learn and accomplish things usually without complaint ( usually he IS only three), and I think about that whenever I try and do something and think about giving up saying its too hard or I can't do it. My son; he's had many challenges put in his life and still he goes about life living, learning, happy and active... average? I dont think so.