Speaking of …

The rain finally let up. It had been going nearly non-stop since early Sunday. At least it has washed away a lot of the pollen that was floating around so I don’t have to move to Canada to take a breath.

Speaking of Canada, there is a new website that I just added to my links on the right called The Sweet One. It is all about Noonan Syndrome and contains great info and numerous links to even more. The webmaster, who I’ve met electronically through this blog, is a mother in Ontario who’s youngest child has NS. Cassidy has also been diagnosed with Noonan’s which I’ve just touched the surface on here. Check it out and let anyone you know who needs this info know about it.

http://www.thesweetone.ca/noonansyndrome.html

Speaking of Cassidy, she did some shadowing yesterday. Not boxing or hiding things from sunlight, she shadowed a freshman to check out a prospective high school. One of the things we have learned with Noonan’s is that learning differences are common. It took us a while to find the right grammar school that had teaching methods which deal with her specific difficulties in processing and memory. Now that she’s in eighth grade we’ve got to go shopping all over again for the next right school. The pickings are slim so we’re hoping we get it right on the first shot.

The high school is an “all girls.” They wear plaid skirts and, as a Rabbi during a recent sermon said (quite humorously even to goyim in his Bat Mitzvah audience), “there’s plus signs all over the place.” Yes, it’s a Catholic High - I hear my mother yelling Wahoooo! – so Cass can now hear from the new half of the Good Book if we decide this is the right fit. She said this morning that that’s where she’s going. There’s one solid vote.

Still speaking of Cassidy, her volleyball season is officially over. Her team went up against the best in the league during today’s tournament and put up the good fight. They were eliminated but showed great competitive spirit in defeat. We now get to re-claim two evenings and Saturdays mornings back as ours. We’re all winners.

Speaking of winning, the Yankees clinched a playoff berth this week and the Giants beat the Cowboys at their new house in Dallas. How good is that? And this morning, I won because I got to go watch volleyball rather than do the neighborhood garage sale. Renee thinks she won because she loves garage sales. That’s a three-fer, it’s all good.

Speaking of Renee, she is now pre-registered for her upcoming surgery. Preparations for the trip north are well under way. The countdown is on. One week from tomorrow and we hit the road. We’re optimistic that this surgery three-fer will wash away the bad health karma that has plagued Renee like the rain has washed away the pollen.

Speaking of rain, it is threatening again ...