stranger things have happened...

this week i have been sick...my family is probably rolling their eyes at that statement, whispering slash muttering something along the lines of "what else is new", "like always", or "kirby should leave idaho" (that last one is something i am very highly considering)....back to the subject, since being sick i have been BORED, i mean i read and blog stalk and facebook refresh every couple of hours and last night i even....brace yourselves...looked up baby names for three hours even though that is eons away or perhaps never. i can't really leave the house because i cough too much and it is freezing cold in rexburg. despite the fact that i was hacking up my lungs (or my upper bronchials as my doctor corrected me) i tried going to work twice this week and they sent me home both times...

i found that i actually missed my work schedule which goes a like a this:

-arrive: greet jl, take off her coat and say hi to the other clients (one calls me and everyone else grandpa, i love my job)

-have a dance party with jl (unless everyone else is in our room: there are a very very select few people who i dazzle with my dance skills). our mutual favorite dance song is single ladies by beyonce, she laughs the whole time, and there isn't one profanity in the whole song, this is what i call improvement...

-play with blocks on the floor: i build towers, jl destroys them, i pretend to cry, she dies of laughter, i pretend to put her in time out, she throws a block at me (i have bruises, and as a result have fashioned a clever shield out of a pillow), she dies of laughter, and so the cycle continues

(the before lunchtime cycle is sometimes "community time", which in rexburg means walking around wal-mart, i am so glad i can make my own fun and that jl accepts my quirkiness and boredom as good material to cackle at)

-lunch time and changing time are what follows, i miss these times like i miss pneumonia...not at all....because of lunchtime i will never again eat a corn dog, which i guess isn't such a big loss, and i have become ocd-i wash my hands so often my knuckles are cracking a little 

-jl sleeps and i doodle

a random page of doodles i found

i am usually uninspired at work, so it all looks kind of lame like this one

-jl goes home/i get a new client: i get to work with a kid, or a downs girl who reminds me of merry. she says "one" with her finger up, waters her face and exclaims "oh yeah rigght" all the time, loves gummi worms/bears, and gives good hugs (not nearly as good as merry's)-they would be bffs i think. today one little girl and i danced to hannah montana and high school musical while i waited for my client to be out of therapy, she is so cute, it was so much fun, i think i will miss it when i come home.