Dog Is The New Squirrel

I’m not kidding. It happened yesterday, when my daughter drove me across town for blood work. If they had checked my blood pressure, it might have been slightly elevated.

Why? Because my kid went full ADHD on me while she was driving! Hence my tendency to not leave my house. She has taken on my husband’s poor driving habits.  And since I don’t like driving, I rarely leave my house.  It’s like pulling teeth to get me to leave, unless it’s something I really want to do.

Me: After my blood work, I want to stop at Starbuck’s. I’m starving.

Kelly: You buying?

Me: I guess.

Kelly: I don’t know what I want yet, but did I tell you what Nathan did?

Nathan is her ‘platonic’ boyfriend, who was her boyfriend for 6+ years.

Me: What did he do?

Kelly:  Well after he picked me up, and we were driving to Starbucks, DOG!!!!!!!!!!

Somehow I knew by the way she was pointing, that she saw a dog on the sidewalk.

I’d use a squirrel gif, but since it was a dog…..

Me:  Did you take your meds?!

And we proceeded to laugh our asses off, because we both realized exactly how ADHD that was.  Then I proceeded to threaten to take her license away if she ever did that again with me in the car.

Starbuck’s was good, by the way.  The spinach feta egg white wrap is to die for.


Fidget Fadget

If you own a fidget spinner, raise your hand.  Or a fidget cube.  Or any other type of fidget toy that is pissing off parents and teachers across the nation.

What the hell are these things and who came up with the notion to profit on things like autism, ADHD, and anxiety?  Thanks a lot.  You’ve managed to break the piggy banks of many children whose parents have told them no.

I’m not one of those parents.  I tend to give my children more freedom and allow them to have things.  Why?  Because I was raised by a mother with an iron fist.  Cool things like fidget spinners didn’t exist.  I had Barbie dolls and a fucking 10 speed bicycle.  My fun consisted of seeing how far I could get into town before my mother noticed, and grounded me for a month.

Now, as a 46 year old mother of 2 teenagers, my eldest mocks me because I do childish things, like play online video games, and even play with and collect toys.  Not a lot, mind you, but a good fair share.  You don’t need to know how many plushies I’ve purchased in the past year.  Go ahead.  Shame me.  I don’t give a rat’s ass.  They’re soft and cuddly – unlike my husband.

Speaking of husband, last weekend, my husband and I watched Guardians of the Galaxy 1 and 2.  Groot was just so damned cute, I had to go to my local Game Stop to get a Pop Groot collectible.  It now sits next to my fidget spinner – which I can’t use because my freaky fingers are too small.  I need to get a mini spinner.  It’s still on backorder at the local mall.

But fidget spinners aren’t the only fidget toys out there.  OH NO!  If clicking or whirling sounds aren’t annoying enough, I’ve discovered begleri balls. Oh no…. another thing that requires dexterity.  I used to be really great with doing things with my hands.  I still may give them a try, but given my lack of flexibility – many thanks to aging – and recent extremity edema, I have limited range of motion in my hands.  Not to mention carpal tunnel.

Will these things cause repetitive motion injury?  Who knows?  I’m not about to find out.  I can’t sit still long enough to have something in my hands for that long.

Wait.  Isn’t that what these things are for?  To help a person focus?  I kind of have mixed feelings about that claim.  While some people swear by the calming effect and improved focusing, I tend to get antsy and discouraged very easily when I can’t pick up on what looks like should be a simple and easily learned skill.

Oh well.  At least I have crochet and adult coloring to fall back on now and then.

ADD sucks sometimes…

Listen Up!

Do people even listen anymore?  Recalling some words from a person I love dearly “Don’t look. LISTEN”, I often wonder how many people actually listen.  Many people only hear what they want to hear, and miss many things, like an important message, a cry for help, or the truth.

But that’s not why I’m writing this entry.

I’d like to share something I’ve recently been made aware of.  Thanks to a recent YouTubers React video, I’ve become slightly hooked on something called ASMR – autonomous sensory meridian response.

If you’re a sensory type of person – you like certain sounds, you like to touch and/or smell things – ASMR can be quite satisfying.  For those who have sensitive ears, even if they’re sensory, ASMR can be very uncomfortable.  I know of 2 people in my immediate family who cannot stand many sounds.

Maybe because I have significant hearing loss, it doesn’t bother me.

I’ve recently discovered just how sensory I am while browsing Tumblr.  I do not recall the exact keyword I typed in the search bar, but I was suddenly presented with a lot of video clips that were tagged with the word STIM, or stimming.  ASMR is tied with stimming.  It’s very popular among those with ADHD and ASD.  It can also be therapeutic for those who suffer from anxiety and depression.

When I first heard of ASMR, this gal’s videos were the first I listened to.  But BE FOREWARNED.  If you have any misophonia tendencies, you may want to avoid ASMR all the way around.  I’m sure you don’t want to smash your iPod, or your outrageously expensive smartphone.

After listening to a few typical ASMR videos, this guy showed up in my ‘suggestions’ bar, and I wound up down the YouTube hole once again. …..

Dozens of ASMR videos later, I’ve recently purchased a load of Floam and slime.  The glue industry has experienced a massive boost in sales due to all the how to make floam videos.  But I’m not that far into it – yet.  I don’t know if I want to go that far.  There’s a question of chemical safety when it comes to making your own slime and Floam.  Do your research before you start purchasing gallons of glue and boxes of Borax.

As with anything, ‘too much’ can cause trouble.  This may very well be the case with making your own slime and floam.  Everything in moderation, and with supervision if you’re a minor.

Meanwhile, I’m off to listen to more slime ASMR videos.  It’s just one of those oddly satisfying sounds.