A Starry Night Setback

I was saddened just now to read on our Starry Night Prom fundraiser page the following message from #GivingTuesday:

” #GivingTuesday Match Report

On Nov 28, we raised $45 million for causes around the world. Unfortunately, your fundraiser didn’t receive a match this year, but from all of us at Facebook, thank you for being part of our fundraising community.”
We were really hoping that the matching would kick start our fundraising efforts to alleviate the usual last minute scramble that we do each year.  But that didn’t happen.
The good news is, I am an optimist.  This is part of the uniform we Vice-Presidents of Donations wear.  And so, I will polish my Donations Star, put it back on my chest, and continue to raise money for this truly amazing cause for an even more amazing group of kids.  Our silver lining is that we have raised $869, so far, toward the 2018 Starry Night Prom.  And that is $869 that we did not have on Cyber Monday.
That said, good donors and potential donors, we still have until December 5, 2017 to raise more money for this fundraiser.  Please give.  We truly appreciate your support.  Please share these posts, even if you have already donated or are not in a position to do so at this time.  Perhaps someone on your friends list will be able.  Thank you.

Stress in My Pressure Cooker Head

I was planning on writing today about how my “to-do lists” have become so long and intense that my body has started to fall apart. But just looking at that title has given me the start of an anxiety attack and my chest hurts now and my joints are throbbing and I just realized that I’m already late to go pick up one of the kids from Summer school.

So, perhaps I’ll write about this later under some soothing, aromatherapy inspired title post so that I won’t freak out about how even AFTER school lets out I can’t catch a freaking break.

the end.


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This kid right here? He’s having a blast, dancing his heart out at the Starry Night Prom last year.

2017 will mark our TENTH ANNUAL STARRY NIGHT PROM! Can you believe we’ve been doing this for an entire decade? We decided to celebrate that fact by throwing an even better prom this year than we did last year. But in order to do that, we need your help. This prom is run entirely on donations. Yes, that’s right. The invitations, corsages and boutonnieres, decorations, food, DJ, desserts, photography, commemorative t-shirts, swag bags and everything in them: ALL donated or paid for with your donations. Even the people who provide service on this night- all volunteers.

And throwing an event like STARRY NIGHT PROM each year is not cheap. So we’re calling on you to help us out. Please donate to help us reach our $6000 goal and make this magical night a reality for these kids within the Arlington ISD. Just click on the highlighted link below and you’ll be directed to our crowd-sourcing fundraiser site.


If you own a business and would like to donate logo-bearing in-kind donation for swag bags, please contact our Vice-President of Donations by emailing her here: starrynightprom@outlook.com

If you have other in-kind donations that you’d like to donate, such as gently used prom dresses or tuxedoes, or if you’d like to purchase and donate food items or gift cards to local grocery or department stores, swagbag items, etc., also please contact our Vice-President of Donations via email: starrynightprom@outlook.com.

Remember EVERY donation is appreciated and we will provide  you with a tax-deductible receipt.

**STARRY NIGHT PROM is a registered 501(c)(3) Non-Profit Organization.

Autistic Win….and a Fail

Randa and Samiya and I went shopping today. We started at Aldi because they had milk on sale. (Oh, yeah.) And she was happy and energetic and laughing and helping push the buggy. Until we reached the third aisle. An elderly lady walked up to Randa and tapped her fingernail on the pink part of her noise-canceling earphones and said, “I like your headphones. Pink is a nice color.”

It was an innocent enough gesture. But what she didn’t realize was that Randa wears these to block noise from her head. When she hears loud noises it hurts her head terribly. It makes her ears throb and she will scream or run or hit or all of the above. Randa immediately responded with the usual Tourette  Syndrome-like verbage: “Cut it out, you shit! Stop banging the earphones!” She raised a hand in a threatening manner.

I immediately grabbed both of Randa’s hands and told her, “Randa. It was an accident.” And then told the woman, “I’m sorry. My daughter is Autistic and has sensory overload issues. These headphones are actually noise-blockers and when you tap on the hollow part it hurts her very badly.” The woman apologized and hurried away from us. Samiya and I exchanged worried glances as Randa continued cussing…loudly.

We pushed our buggy to the cashier and Samiya took my keys and said to her big sister, “Hey, Randa. Would you like to come wait in the van with me? Please hold my hand so I don’t get lost in the parking lot.” Randa agreed and took her hand and led her sister to the parked van. I paid for our groceries and then rushed out to the van. I met the woman in the parking lot. I apologized for Randa cussing at her and explained that tapping on the hollow plastic is extremely painful. The woman asked me to apologize to Randa for her and said that she should have known better as she is a dentist and actually works with special needs kids. She had thought that she was listening to music. She smiled and thanked me for explaining and we left. So that was sort of our Austistic Fail for the day. But after that, we had a big, fat Autistic Win.

Samiya decided she wanted “supermarket sushi.” So we swung by another local supermarket that offers fresh sushi. I ran in and got a California roll and 2 eggrolls. I gave one to Randa and handed Sam the other along with her sushi. Randa snarfed down her eggroll and then said, “Ooh, sushi.” Sam offered her a piece…and. Randa. ate. it!

This is a HUGE thing for her. She’s been expanding her palate over the last two years….but SUSHI? HOLY CRAP. That’s 3 or 4 different tastes all rolled together which just….no. Never. I asked her if it was good and she said, “Yes. It’s good.”  Sam offered her a second piece but Randa laughed and said, “No, thank you.”

I consider THAT an Autistic Win.