Warning- Random Quick Thought Post..(Remember I Just Introduced Just A Day Ago..)

I wondered today;

  • Why do people say TGIF ? Does it mean all days of their lives suck except Friday? Why isn’t every day a day to thank God for? It should be TGID- Thank God Its a day!

 

  • Why do the people with the absolute most mass around their rear end wear the absolute least when it’s time to take that steakhouse in public..?

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  • I cannot stand water. Plus I think it is the biggest hoax in history that the same year the new ” we all need 8 glasses per day” thing got big- was the year the only safe water is bottled water. To this day I am amazed when I see someone walkng out of a Walmart carrying 10$ worth of  …water ( water is free)

 

  • I wonder how it makes a husband feel when his wife says to a girlfriend about some handsome new guy at the gym ” Oh Julia  if I wasn’t a married woman …” haha..I mean what should he feel like? Like the item on the menu at a restaraunt you settle for when they are out of your favorite ?

 

  • Then several times today I have found myself a little upset becasue its my birthday and I sure am not where I saw myself by now. I didnt plan on a 5 year hospital break for 7 hip operations. But then I thanked God that I am so far removed from my younger days when I suffered from severe depression, and addiciton – all while being a social worker myself. Those years were just unexplainable…maybe this word…

AWKWARD…

 

Thats all for now. Happy Thinking!

TJ

Yo-Sup- Help- I Need An Ethics Gauge From My Fellow Bloggers…

Alright I will keep this short but I really do want the truth on this …so all my ” likers” who never take the time to write a sentence about WHY you liked or did not like my post, please as a special favor to me, just quickly throw your two cents in here. Just in case those of you who squeeze that cross pen until blood comes out are reading, I don’t get paid per like or anything if that’s what you are afraid of. I am actually stumped and just need you to tell me ethical or unethical.

Ok you may have noticed that a week or so ago I re-blogged one of those ” 2 minute read”  posts from millionaire digest to make a point. My point was that the paragraph which made up the whole post was comprised of like 3 tips on starting your day positive;

1- Brush teeth

2- Yoga

3- Refuse to allow negative energy

The reason I re-blogged it was because I noticed that the little hiccup of a post got 450 likes! I am slaving away to feed my people solid food that you can take with you like manna for the day,  for maybe 40-50 likes on a good day..

Honestly I was expecting to get some ” your jealous” comments which I did not! 

Actually I got almost as many likes on that as I do on some of  my better posts!! So a few days ago,  I test drove that machine one more time to be sure it was not a fluke. You all actually agreed with me that it was silly. 

I mean what 

Put your hands togehter for a one minute read entitled

” How to SELF-MOTIVATE- YOURSELF ( actual title)

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Well, I have a confession to make. The thought crossed my mind to continue to BLAST the same few Millionaire posts that I see each day with 5 sentences, and 450 likes, until, well,  I was hoping to irritate them soooo much, that they would re-blog my post to cut me down and get back at me.You thinkin what I am thinkin?

Numbers wise , Hmm.

Negative attention is better then no attention! 

There is a 30 second read for ya!

I figured if they did re-post mine to express anger, I would likely have the biggest day of my blogging career, since even 1/4 as many responses for me would be 100+ likes on one post! Who would turn that down? However I decided it was wrong and will not purposely irritate anyone.

But who is to  say there is anything wrong with me and my DLMK posse   ( you)  to make things interesting and see who can post the weakest post from any  day, with the most likes?

I know, curiosity killed the cat. But whats a little fun amongst a blogging family? I don’t want  to cut anyone down  in any comments. I am not asking for negative comments. I am simply asking if it would be wrong of us to start a little contest to see who gets the most love, for the least letters….

Feedback please….

 

If Your Presence Does Not Make An Impact- Your Absence Wont Make A Difference..

People are always looking to impress others. Some flash money, some flash their bodies, some try to make people laugh. The list goes on. How though, do we truly make a lasting impact on the people we are interacting with? I came up with a few ways to leave a group of people knowing you have made an impact.

1-Dont over-talk. If everyone is competing for airtime trying to get their two cents in, the only person truly leaving a lasting impression is the mystery person. The one who spoke only when the conversation warranted.

2-Never gossip, judge, or cut others down. If the group is doing that, either exit the conversation or stay quiet and pull out your day timer to double-check your schedule. No matter what do not allow yourself to be associated with people known to do this. If you have no choice, and you cannot do the day timer thing, then speak up for yourself and say ” I am sorry I am just not comfortable talking about people behind their back.

3-Dont do what most do and try to impress others by fancy jargon, recent incredible accomplishments and desperate measures to get the spotlight. Instead, when you do talk be brutally transparent. Tell the truth about how you feel, or what you think about things, even your weaknesses. This is not too common and you will be remembered for that alone. ( Not bragging but my ” brutally honest strategy is how I got where I am today with well over 75 followers!) LOl- ok next.

4-Listen. Most people spend so much time bumpin their gums that they don’t take time to actually hear what people are talking about. Many times, you may have a great answer for the group to hear, but you are so busy talking you never have time to  actually give the valuable information. Be the odd man out and listen.It makes you stand out.

5- Lastly, mix in an Altoid.

Most of the things on the list have one thing in common. They are not the norm in today’s schmoozing circles. Simply by being different ( in a good way) you raise awareness to you and your cause, because you are not just another worker bee trying to compete. You are out of the ordinary. When you are not there​, you are actually missed.Thats making an impact!

tj

 

Have Any Of These Thoughts Run Through Your Mind?

Any of these thoughts ring a bell?

  • Life is not worth it
  • I hate myself
  • I have screwed things up too much to be fixed now.
  • Nobody likes me/ I have no real friends
  • Everyone else is doing well but me
  • I wonder if anyone would even miss me
  • Addiction sucks and I will always be stuck into this hell.
  • What would be the best way to kill myself, gun? Jump off a bridge?
  • I am so depressed, it’s never going to get better.
  • What would God do or say to me if I did off myself?
  • Nobody understands the pain I am in, I cannot explain it.
  • Why does all the bad stuff happen to me?
  • Where is God?
  • Nobody in my family loves me anymore anyways.
  • I am useless. Worthless.
  • I have no purpose in my life
  • I am not good at anything.
  • I wonder if a lot of people would come to my funeral.
  • I cannot go on its too painful
  • I wish I could talk to someone, but I am scared they might judge me

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These are a partial list of questions that have run through my own mind in the past which prompted me to reach out for help, in several areas. Even with all my education and experience, I still suffered through the same pain and hopelessness that many others do.

The difference in me now, and then is I did have someone who like me had been through the same stuff, and was a professional in the field as well. He was able to lead me to the right resources to get the right help with nobody knowing until I wanted them to know.

Folks, that’s what I am here for today. I am choosing to spend the rest of my career helping people and entire families get through some big hurdles. I can help you its 100% confidential, and I promise  will save you thousands of dollars in fancy offices with lots of suits walking around. If you are having any of those thoughts or similar,like I used to, then get in touch with me email tim@dontlabelmykid.com or if its urgent call my cell 386-675-7549.

Don’t forget your friends and family who might need help if you don’t. Please share this with your readers if you don’t mind so I can get the word out that death is not the answer. Suicide is not the solution, and addiction does not have to own them.

Again- Please take a minute to share this with your people as I cannot reach but my only group.

Peace & Hope

TJ

I Feel So Guilty When I Discipline My Kids…Oh Yeah? Here’s How They Feel About You Then..

Many parents think they are building some kind of special, double top secret bond with their kid by not disciplining them.

The truth is, the respect factor for the ” cool ” mom or dad who lets their kid get away with anything, is down the drain. Will they  quit using you ? Of course not . They don’t mind using you but never will they truly respect you. Kids are no different then us, they want and need boundaries too. If you wont give them that to help them grow into responsible people, then click below for you parental label..

Heres Your Sign..

If you don’t have a backbone when it comes to issuing a consequence, grow one.

 

Sometimes You Need A Strong Hand To Hold Onto..Faith In Everyday Life.

One weekend about 18 years ago I took my then 4-year-old son to Walt Disney world. We had a bunch of fun, and it was afternoon before we knew it. As we talked about which areas we still had to visit, my son said ” dad, can we go to Tom Sawyer Island?” I told him we sure could and we proceeded on to the area of the park where it was. I remember us passing signs on the way showing the island and all the cool stuff you could see there.

So we got to the line and waited about 30 minutes ( not too bad for Disney) before the guy that controlled how many people can go opened up the way for us. We got about 100 feet from the entrance to a cave looking massive rock that had a tunnel for everyone to pass through.  I recall feeling a tight squeeze on my hand as we approached, followed by a full on dead stop by my son, and I was basically dragging him for a minute before I realized he was not tired or lazy like I first thought. He was scared.

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Micah looked up at me and said ” No I don’t want to go”. So I calmly asked him what was wrong and he said he did not want to go through the dark tunnel.  In order to get to the actual island and area he wanted to go, you had to pass through this dark and cold tunnel. Pitch black and shaped like a pretzel so as you go through you are guaranteed to run into the sides of the walls, and other people.

At this point I looked him in the eye, and told him I would take him through safely, and never let go. I promised I would not let anything or anyone hurt him. After he asked about any alternative methods of getting there, he agreed as he took one last look at the sign showing what was on the other side. It seemed to motivate him at least enough to go to the entrance with me. We went in.

About 3 minutes and 500 yards in, we were far enough in that we could not see the light from either side, the entrance or the end. Micah did what many young kids do when they want some attention or are trying to avoid going on any further with something. I call it the  ” stop, drop and drag” that every parent experiences at some point. It’s the move where one minute you are walking hand in hand and the next you look down at the end of your wrist and you have this twirling 45 pound weight spinning and dragging their feet.

It was then he said  ” no daddy, I don’t want to go let’s go back”. We could not really see each others face but we could hear each other. I said ” Micah, I know this is very scary. I know it is not what you hoped for. However if you will trust me, and hold tight to my hand, I promise to get you to the island that you want to go to. You may bump into a wall or even another person for a few minutes as we go through this dark and cold part but I wont let go of you and I will lead you safely to the other side”. It really was a defining moment for the 4-year-old.

After a minute of huffing and puffing and  doing the  ” almost crying but not really ” noises while squeezing my hand for a minute he actually said alright. He slowly put both hands around my one wrist and within 3 minutes ( but to him an eternity) we were out the other side. He had a great time there and clearly was glad of his choice to keep trusting.

Micah- Now.

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That story has been a great reminder to me as an adult, when I am facing difficult times. Often times as a person of faith I know what I should do but my flesh, my feelings, are pulling hard in the other direction. I think of that time at Disney world when I , as a father told my child to trust me, and ignore the feelings, and circumstances around him. It reminds me of the promise that all believers have that God will never leave or forsake us. He never has.

I hope today that if you do not have that reassuring hand to grasp on to and trust with all you have, that you would consider calling on your Heavenly Father and taking advantage of His offer to be by your side 24/7. Remember, God will never force Himself on you, you must call out to Him, and He will surely respond. What have you to lose?

tj

Diversified Church Is Where It’s At People ..Take A Peek At How We Get Down For The Lord..

People often ask me- what is the secret to a solid home church..so I put together a few clips from some services at my home church..it’s all about diversity..

Are You Ashamed? Its A Yes Or No. Period.  John 14:6..

I have made it clear that my blog is not a ‘ Christian ” blog. Meaning non- believers are more than welcome to be a major part. 

For this quick survey I simply want to know if you are a Christian , and are you unashamed to publicly say it. 

Do you believe what Jesus Christ said in John 14:6. ‘ I am the way , the truth, and the life. No man shall see the Father except through me”? 

If yes, like this post. If no, just pass. I’m curious as to how many true and hard core Jesus freaks are reading this.

 UPDATE-

So far we have had about 6 bold Christians willing to say “I’m not ashamed ” by liking this post.

Just for a little reality check ..

My stalker mini-series was a blockbuster ( for me) at 50+ likes…

So we only have 6 true believers? Tell me those of you who named your blog after some Christian theme, why are you out in this ? Just curious ? 

She Has Announced The 24th Reason Why She Did Not Win, But Refusing To Say ” Lost” -As This Baby Was              ” Stolen ”  From Her…

Hillary don’t you think you lost this election fair and square? Just a simple right or wrong will suffice.  – I mean if…

“WRONG!! Tell them Willy , tell them I won ! ”

Special; On Parenting- For Parents Of Children With Disabilities…

If you caught my brief bio posted the other day you may have seen that I was responsible write each IEP ( Individual Education Plan ) for all of the students in the schools I  started. As a matter of fact, this blog title (in part)  was named after the unbelievable flaws I saw while doing this. The school boards typically don’t offer parents the help that your child is entitled to if they have a documented disability.

I like to think of a child with a ” disability ” as a child with a ” different ability”

At an IEP meeting, a  ” Staffing Specialist ” from the board is there to represent the board and throw in the hat what they are willing to offer as far as support. Exactly like the psychiatrist who tells you your son or daughter has some  ” disorder ” usually you are at the mercy of their opinion or decision. That should never be the case. However how are you to know what is right and what isn’t?

Simple – email me and I will help you get the help, assistance and services your child deserves!

dontlabelmykid2@gmail.com

( when you email me, please do not go into the entire story, but just the type of situation it is, and your best contact number- I like to hear it straight from you so I can get the details I want and need to help!)

100% True Funniest Parent Story I can Remember…About My Own Child.

My older son is 22 and a sharp shooter in the Army, full-time college student and full time worker. I am praying he never reads this, and am fairly confident he wont. He does not take much interest in my writing.. ( I know, I don’t get it either). For the purpose of this story I will call him ” stinky “. It takes place in a quiet southern town about 50 miles northwest of Orlando Fl. in about 1995. In a grocery store called Publix.

Stinky was 2 years old and riding on the kid part of the shopping cart, you know – the part where they just stare at you until something on the shelf catches their eye, they lunge for it, you swerve, they cry? Yeah that type deal. Well Stinky and I were at about the half way point of our shopping trip when I noticed a slight scent coming from the same vicinity that Stinky was sitting. At first I panicked of course but then as a new first time dad would do, I ignored it and reminded myself that I had out a ” pull up” on him right before we came in the store.

This was right when pull-ups had come out, and were a true Godsend, just in case. We went about another aisle down and I noticed the scent was getting stronger and I admit I began to worry a little. Not knowing what exactly to do in the middle of this giant store, I began to slow my roll and let the others pass me by while strategically heading to the diaper/wipes/paper towel isle. As I approached this isle, I happened to glance down at the newly waxed tiled floor of the grocery.

We got a problem.

I remember thinking to myself that I had not recalled seeing any little brown dots peppering the tiles before. I quickly grabbed the nearest bag of paper towels, ripped them open and leaned down, to wipe-the dots off the tiles around me. I remember going in reverse, and wiping up a few tiles behind us as well. It was then I realized that I had no idea this breadcrumb poop trail had been going on. I just remember ripping through the paper towels and making sure I grabbed ” Bounty ” the “quicker picker upper”. Within seconds I found myself going into a kneeling position, one hand on the cart ( pulling backwards) and one hand full of paper towels wiping poop drops as I went backwards dodging other shoppers and acting as if I was looking for my contact or something.

Within a minute I was zipping back at high rate of speed, weaving and bobbing between other shoppers. I was good. So good that within about 4 minutes and 2 rolls of Bounty, I had reached the end of the trail..finally. I wiped up the last splatter and casually made my way to the men’s room. You see, new parent or not, I am a smart cookie. I remembered to bring an emergency outfit and pull-up for such a time as this. I am not bragging here, but within 5 minutes my boy and I were calmly exiting the men’s room as if nothing had gone down..er, well you get it .

As I calmed down we shopped some more, and finally decided we had all we needed. I gave myself a little mental pat on the back for handling it as well as I did. We rolled up to the checkout counter and waited our turn. I think I was playing peek a boo or something as we waited. Heck I thought, nobody needs to know about this one. It was our little secret. So finally the line died down, and we pulled up and began unloading our groceries. The checkout girl was kind enough to help and we began to toss things on the belt. About 2 minutes into it, I noticed the girl making a funny face and she began to cough. Not the ” I have a cold ” cough, but a sickly and frowning face type of cough. Within a minute she began to let out a quiet but audible shriek and then said then she said these words ” What is that smell?”

I’m cool – I mean I cleaned it all up. I thought.

As it turns out, dad forgot to check one spot- the spot directly below the kid’s poop shoot in the cart. As it turns out I guess the girl happened to pullout a package of ground beef from directly below Stinky. The package had little brown droppings on it. Before I could get her attention, she was on the store loudspeaker begging for assistance on isle 4. It went something like ” clean up on isle 4 ” and by the time she had run her big mouth all over the speaker, a parade of bag boys, and a few managers had made their way up to see and smell what went on.

I remember a collective ” ooh gross ” from the customers in line behind me while scattering to another line, me begging to pay the bill, and stinky just smiling through it all. What started as a proud daddy and son shopping day,  ended as a walk of shame to the parking lot in slow motion. A group of bag boys were sent to follow us and retrieve the cart so they could rinse and scrub it. I humbly put Stinky in his car seat and we drove off into the moon-light.

To this day I cannot eat raisinets or milk-duds. I know, I know its gross.

tj

How About Puttin Your Hands Together In Prayer  For My Nephew Nick As He “Rolls” Into Alabama This Fall?? 

I know my sister Pam would appreciate a whole bunch of prayers this mothers day as she sends her ” baby ” Nick off to college. He is ” AllEverything“- lol– The grades, the looks,  Homecoming King, Scratch golfer, Captain Of Mens Volleyball team- but most importantly good people like his mama and daddy.

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I am hoping to comfort her worries by letting her see a show of my fellow bloggers around the world that they would be willing to launch a prayer or two for Nick’s overall well-being, safety, and a hedge of protection from the dark forces trying to take our kids out of the light these days…

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So if you consider yourself a praying person please like and say a prayer for Nick’s Alabama future. If you’re not a praying person yet, how about starting today? I truly believe we need to start using our networks as prayer coverings for each other. Lets start here and now !

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My data shows bloggers from 65 countries have been on this site..how many can I get an ” Amen” for Nick for today” In ANY language!
Thanks!

TJ

 

2017 Series -Getting Through The Dark Times; Faith It ‘Til Ya Make It!

 

In the last 4 years I have written about many topics from parenting to depression, addiction to PTSD, medication, suicide, therapy  and so much more. It seems like a lot but as I have always said, I don’t speak on anything that I haven’t lived through personally or at the very least studied professionally. In the beginning I thought writing about so many different types of issues would make it seem like life is filled with nothing but bad stuff. However  I learned two important things in the last four years; I am not alone, and people need to hear from others who can relate.

So far I have mostly  discussed all the different types of problems and medical mental health struggles and family issues that exist. And there’s plenty to discuss no doubt. . Up until now, I have not really delved into how we deal with these issues as we go through these dark trials. Its imperative that we have some way of staying grounded during these times we walk  through the valley.

 It’s very important that we have some sort of an anchor to keep us from drifting too far away from reality when we feel so lost in such darkness, and with so few friends. As most of you have understood, if I shared my life experiences, some of these times are gone through very much alone and there are not many people around that can relate. Unless you really search. And most of the time we don’t feel like searching for anything when we’re barely able to wake up every day and get dressed. Having been through very traumatic times that caused depression, and nightmares and loneliness and sometimes the inability to function normally. I can understand the darkness that prevails if we allow it to.

 There’s a few things in my life that I can honestly say, are the only reasons that I am here today, both physically and mentally spiritually and emotionally. I know that if it took those things to keep me saying then all of you also had to have some way that you’ve coped something that held you together. and some? To that you’ve used to make it to the point, we are able to even write about it today on a blog. The truth is professionally I’ve seen that it isn’t a very high percentage of us that are able to make it even this far- in fact we are a  very blessed group of people to have come through what we have and able to share it with other people. Speaking of sharing it with other people that is a critical piece in healing. It isnt always about us -the spotlight can’t always be on us even in our dark times and the truth is some of the ways out of these dark times the very quickest are by reaching out to others and pulling them up with the knowledge we have.

Sometimes when you need a friend the most you got to go and be a friend to someone. . Sometimes when you need encouragement the most you need to go and encourage someone. And even sometimes when you need financial help, you need to reach out to someone who you know could use what little bit you have and help them.. The point is as tempting as it is when we are in these dark times, the worst thing we can do is send out invitations for a pity party. I have always found some good advice from a guy that sings a song full of truth abut these times. I would like to share this song with you and I’ve shared the one with lyrics so you can read along… Please take 3:38 minutes out and watch it…at the end of this post. It may just resonate with you somehow…( you may have to click on it to play it)

So as I kick off the on going series on how we have made it to the point we are, I would ask that you all share any advice that you have. I shared all the problems lol- now I need help with looking at many solutions. I am leaving this wide open, and welcome any guest posts on the topic. Like I said – the more you share the more therapeutic it is.

So lets see where this goes y’all

If You’re Going Through Hell..

Ex-Chappaqua High School Drama Teacher Pleads Guilty To Endangering Welfare Of A Child-Pro Pedophilia Judge Blows Him A Symbolic Kiss With A Compliment …Vile..String Them Both Up

Wow. Just wow. Here I have been wondering day after day year after year why nobody will even take a report about a priest who has molested 7 boys. Then I see articles like this and I have my answer. The sad part about this is one of two things is happening. Either the defendant is doing the judge -or the judge is a pedophile too. There is no other excuse for leniency in this type of situation. It should be a decision about life in prison or possibly worse not probation and counseling with a compliment from the court for molesting kids. 

Does the judge have to blow him a kiss or exchange phone numbers right in court for anybody to get it?

This just serves as another piece of evidence that I did not want to hear or believe lately..  I think the problem is that there are more pedophiles in authority figure positions than we ever ever imagined. Teachers, cops judges you name it because if you’re not against it you are definitely for it.

 In this type of situation if you don’t mind a child being raped and molested or sodomized and you can walk away feeling okay about that there’s something not right and it means you’re either taking part in it or benefiting from it some way or somehow.

I don’t know about you but that makes me absolutely want to vomit. The guy openly admitted to molesting kids in his care and gets a compliment from the judge for seeking treatment for alcohol.

 Compliment? 

 Amazing just amazing. If you’re a parent and you put your kids in the care of another adult you definitely need to know who is watching your child. 

 I don’t care if its the family friend for the whole decade -was the teacher or the priest or the uncle .

There is no accountability anymore -anybody is fair game that will rape kids and that is sad. And then people wonder why we have these transgender problems -sexual identity problems -kids committing suicide .

Instead of naming the truth which is they’ve been molested,  we try and justify it by saying they had a pre-existing condition of being other wrong sex or they’re coming out as something they shouldhave been a long time ago. That’s BS .

They were molested or messed with somewhere somehow…

Maybe that’s one of the judges that was busy painting his toenails during the session because he was bored..

 I’m sure the defendant will repay the judge in some way for his mercy..

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Well – This Should Rock Some Worlds! Most MEDICAL STUDIES = BOGUS!!

This is what I’ve been preaching all along since day one but it’s sure nice to have somebody like Mike Carey share something like this with us.

Most medical studies deemed bogus! Even Dangerous!

Courtesy of big Pharmaceutical. Even if you don’t want to hear this you really should read it- it’s a life-or-death issue.

http://www.naturalnews.com/2017-05-08-science-shock-almost-all-medical-studies-are-bogus-reproducibility-approaches-zero.html

tj