Happy Birthday to me!
It’s my day! Although I couldn’t make it down to Key West, Florida, I did travel to York, Maine, to spend my birthday vacation. As you are aware, Hurricane Irma wrecked Key West back in September. I did consider going somewhere more tropical than Maine, but I had unexpected expenses like paying veterinarian bills for one of my cats who was having a health issue. She is doing fine, but the bills put a dent in my savings.
So, I settled in driving up to York, Maine, instead of going to Old Orchard Beach, Maine, which is like a ghost town around this time of year. I was able to drive around York, Kittery, and Ogunquit. Even drove around Portsmouth, New Hampshire, as well.
The downside was that I came down with a cold. It’s been a freezing time here in Maine and the rest of New England. It was freezing cold in Boston when I drove up to Maine.
I am glad to be on vacation. Once again, I have journeyed up to Old Orchard Beach, Maine, to get some relaxation. Not a moment too soon! I was hoping to write in this blog last week, but I was so preoccupied with other things.
On the bright side, I went to see Earth, Wind, & Fire with Chic featuring Nile Rodgers at the Boston Garden last Saturday night. I loved it because it was the second time I have seen Earth, Wind, & Fire and the very first time I have seen Chic. Great music.
I drove up to Maine using my new Mustang that I got last Fall. It did well going beyond 70 mile speed limit on the Maine Turnpike! Glad that no cop pulled me over for going at 80!!!
Time for some relaxation now.
Happy Birthday, Alfred! (July 13, 1961 – June 19, 1980)
I had such a busy day on what would have been Alfred’s 56th birthday. I went to the Boston/Joan Jett and the Blackhearts concert at the TD Garden in Boston and just got back after midnight.
It’s sad that my older brother died at a young age because of a car accident he was in. He lost control of his Camero and crashed into a tree on Father’s Day (June 15, 1980) and died a few days later from his head injury. Very devastating for me and my family. At the time, I did not know (and well as others) that I was an autistic teenager of 15. The emotional turmoil tore me apart.
Tragedies happen, and all we have to do is figure out how to cope with the sorrow.
Happy 12th Birthday, Outside In!
I’ve been at this for 12 years with this blog. No sign of stopping this. More like keep on keeping on. What a long road with this blog!
I hope this blog is making more people understand and accept autistic people over the span of 12 years. I plan continuing with that goal.
Understanding and acceptance are very important these days. Better than violence and death.
The executive director of AANE (Asperger Autism Network) has a powerful message for those autistics who struggle with self-esteem problems. Check out the video:
It’s been a very long time since I graduated from college. Didn’t do anything special at all tonight. Earlier this week, I did see the Zombies in concert on Tuesday night.
Also, hours before the concert I went to see a doctor of orthopedics because I have been experiencing intense pain in my right knee for more than a month and have been having problems with my left knee for many months since I had the terrible fall back in December 2013 that sprained my left ankle. X-rays were done and the doctor came to the conclusion that both my knees have arthritis. He even said that it was worse in the right knee because it was injured in the car accident I was in way back in December 2004. Btw, I still have problems with the herniated disk that developed after I had that car crash.
Now, I have to do physical therapy once again because the muscles in both my legs are tight, and I have had difficulty with doing my regular exercises lately. The doctor recommended a few places I can go to for the therapy, and I plan on calling them in the next few the days. I just hate the fact that I have to do physical therapy again regarding that car accident.
I do plan on attending a few events during Emerson’s Alumni weekend at the beginning of June though. I’ll probably will be doing a lot of sitting down.
I am amazed that 15 years have flown by since I learned about Asperger’s Syndrome. The doctor I was seeing at the time told me about Asperger’s and that I was on the autism spectrum. Although my official diagnosis came a couple of months later, it was the moment when I finally discovered my authenic self. The reality that I was autistic. This happened on April 11, 2002.
In 2007 on this day, my favorite writer Kurt Vonnegut died. I read many of his books and enjoyed them. He wrote a lot of material that have been published after he died. I managed to collect those too.
Many years ago, I met my favorite writer after he made a speech at a writer’s festival in Boston. This was in October 1995. I shook his hand and told him about the time I was vacationing with my parents in December 1985 in Barbados. We were there for my cousin’s wedding that Christmas. I was reading Vonnegut’s book called Deadeye Dick. One morning, I woke up and saw my Daddy reading the book. Daddy remarked that this writer seemed to be someone in my age group. I didn’t have to heart to tell Daddy that Kurt Vonnegut was 2 years older than him. Daddy’s date of birth was November 13, 1924, and Kurt’s date of birth was November 11, 1922.
Kurt smiled when I told him that story. A couple of years after Kurt Vonnegut died, I told Daddy about my meeting with Kurt and the fact that Kurt was older than him. Daddy hardly reacted over what I told him. At that point of his life, he didn’t seem to care. Daddy passed was on April 6, 2015, at the age of 90.
Btw, my new book, The Outside In View of Uncommon Bostonian: What An Autistic Black Woman Sees, is dedicated to Kurt Vonngut.