Jun 9 - 15

So my wife and I are renting rooms to special needs adults and some of the kids stories are just so sad. We have this girl who is moving in with my daughter and she has nothing. Her aid worker retired and she hadn't gotten a new one yet, so she moved in with no bed or dresser. Someone lent her a blow up bed and my wife found a dresser on Facebook Market Place.

So last night we take the old truck to go get a dresser. We turn on Siri and ask for directions. It takes us to this really fancy neighborhood, and I mean really fancy. I tell my wife that this doesn't look right, but she is staring at her phone saying this is where it is sending us. When we come to these large gates we realize that Siri is lost. So we go about 2 miles back and start over. We are now on Sierra College Blvd when my truck makes a loud dinging noise and I see that my water temp is pegged to the right. I look out and see steam coming from under the hood. We have no choice but to head to our destination hoping we can get some water. Ok, Siri seems to have directions better and we pull up to this home looking like we were the Beverly Hillbillies.

Fortunately, the man in the house with the dresser immediately brought us a hose and we got things temporarily taken care of. We dropped off the dresser, loaded up with more water and managed to squeak home, before the engine blew.

By the way I trained my goats to get on this platform I made for them.

Jun 2 - 8

So as most of you know, as described by Smash Mouth and Shrek, 

“I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed.”

Speaking of sheds, I had one built. 

Ok, so we moved the kids into their own houses and next to my son’s house is a fully fenced large lot. In the past this lot has become a fire hazard, so we had it all cleaned up. Well, once we got it cleaned up, everything started to grow back again. So I, with my infinite intelligence decided to get goats. My neighbor told me he was tired of his goats so I said I will take them. So we built a shed for them and we put 3 goats with large horns in the lot. The problem is they are pampered and spoiled goats and don’t understand their job function.

I go over everyday and try to show them what to do, and then they all go to the food trough and stare at it trying to explain what I am supposed to do. I am currently looking for a goat labor mediator. If you have any ideas, please forward them, because, I am not that sharp.

May 26 - Jun 1

Ok, so it has been 2 weeks since we moved the kids into their own homes. Our son will have 3 roommates and our daughter 2.

We adopted the kids 24 years ago so we are having to adapt.

Raising special needs kids is challenging to say the least but so much time has gone into raising them that now our lives feel so different. Through the regional center we have hired 13 people to watch them 24/7 and that is like opening a 24 hour restaurant, so life is not that easy yet, but is all coming together.

Unfortunately, we kept the dogs with us and Phoebe has been having panic attacks in the middle of the night.

Wonderful, oh, and I am getting goats to do the gardening at my son’s house.

And you were worried I wouldn’t have anything to write about.