Last night I went to a Red Sox game with my friend Jody and her two kids, Ross and Gillian who are 13 and 10. The former manager for the Redsox, Terry Francona was the new manager for the Cleveland Indians and it was the first time Francona was back as a manager since his ugly departure from Boston after 2011.
We sat in the bleachers and although it was a humid-muggy evening with the forecast of rain all night, I guess the Baseball God talked to mother nature to hold off the rain till the game ended. Unfortunately, the weather was a foreshadowing of the game as the red sox ended up losing 12-3. Although David Ortiz did hit a 3 run home run in the 3rd inning to pull to a 4-3 defiset, that would be all the scoring they would get.
Ross also has aspurger, a high functioning form of autism. His behavior wasnt great and Jody acctually had to take him for a walk to get him away from the croud. So although the game could have been better and the conditions could have been better. It was nice to be out with my friend Jody and her kids. Who, as she said, must be comfortable with me since they include me in conversations and like to tease-joke with me. They were playing “20 questions” when I got into the car so I jumped right in even though I missed the first 11 q’s. The thing I picked for them to guess was a baseball card. I couldn’t believe they couldn’t come up with it. It was fun.
I have now been to 4 games this year with a 1-3 record. I'm not doing good. Maybe I need to cheer more. CHEER LOUDER!
Yesterday at work I had supervision.
One of my “new years resolutions” was to work on accepting praises. My boss said to me “I know you don’t realize how much I appreciate everything you do. I don’t think I say it enough to you, how much you are appreciated. I get hundreds of emails every day. Most house managers just delete the emails and information are not passed on to the clients. With you here, I know that I can email you anything and you use your judgement on which emails can be deleted and which can be passed on to the clients. That is huge. I can not tell you how huge that is. It makes my job a hundred times easier. I can depend on you no matter what and that is awesome. That makes me feel good.
(she went on for 15 mins praising me without me saying a word…that’s a lot of praising)
I smiled and thanked her. I think I am starting to understand what it is to accept praises. Although for me, the work I do, it’s not difficult and it’s not more than a couple of hours worth a week, but to her, it is a lot.
We then went through each client. She asked me to think of their baseline and what I have observed resently. So she would throw out a name and I would give my two pennies. That was fun.
The black butterfly
5 24 2013
Jonathan
You are a beautiful butterfly
Filled with pain and lies
Hold them in till you want to die
Acid tears you cry
Every night you ask yourself, why?
A quiet and caring person, always wanting to please
They don’t know about the black blood which you bleed
The poisonous venom which fills your knees
The flaming sharp daggers which you see
The racing negative thoughts which can’t be eased
They are hurting you. They are hurting me
I wish I could reach inside of you
Take away all the cancers which brew
Smash all these false images that just aren’t true
Change your environment, change your situation
Send you on a vacation
Having a house surrounded by a picket fence
Walking on smooth ground, nothing that is tense
Living a life of honesty and trust
Happiness, laughter and lust
Give you a new pair of wings to fly
You are a beautiful butterfly
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