Here it is, a photo of our new Aunt and Uncle.
Well, not new, per se, but newly discovered.
This week, my sister got hold of Harold Ruby’s prison record… big deal? Well it would be, except Harold is my mothers long lost father.
He spent a lot of time behind bars. He was in prison in Montana, Oregon and Nevada. He was virtually lost to Mom when her parents divorced when she was only a few years old, back in the 30’s. We assume it was around the time of his first incarceration.
We know she had contact with her Aunt Helen (Harold’s sister) but, except for finding out that he had died, they didn’t discuss him. I would imagine it was due to my grandmother.
Now Gram was a very strong woman who came from a very influential family, and if they said, “NO” that was it.
Well – after getting hold of a link that had a series of messages about Harold, I dropped a quick note on it, never thinking it would yield anything, after all, they were old, I found my mothers 1/2 sister!!!
Mom has three siblings. Debbie, Sherry and Terry
Crazy!!!!
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Labels: debbie, harold ruby, moms sister, ruby
We had a great time at the Wichita Wildlife Refuge today.
Nick and Gayle both had to work, so it was just Ali, Rob and I. We went out and found the buffalo down by Prairie Dog town and found some young males fighting – well, I think it was just playing, but they got close enough to us we could hear their horns clanking against each other.
It was so fascinating to watch, we couldn’t stop – even though we should of, being as we had gotten out of the car.
We then went hiking up to my favorite spot – oh I love that place…
~sigh~ I feel good.
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Labels: Alissa, Hiking, Rob, wichita wildlife refuge
This has been an interesting week.
It started out Monday – Ali grabbed a girl by the throat and bashed her head against the wall. I mean – OK – so the girl needed to learn she wasn’t all that, but that’s a wee bit much. Oh, yes, she’s suspended.
Luckily she was going to see her counselor anyway, so we did have that. She finally decided Alissa should be on meds, but she couldn’t prescribe them, they had to be prescribed my an MD.
soooo
Tuesday, we end up at the doctors. We get a months worth a prozac for her, as well as a referral to an MD who can follow her.
then we get home and find out Nick has a job interview!!!! HORRAY!!! His interview is 9am on Wednesday.
Alissa’s meds made her silly and a little jittery – we are assured via internet that this is normal at first.
Wednesday – 9 am Nick’s job interview, and Gayle and I were shopping at Walmart (I mean, since we were there) Nick got the job but needs to go and get a drug test done. We have to get home to get Rob to work (we have but one car) and I told Gayle we need to get the escort up (new tires, new battery) so after dropping Rob off at work, off Nick and Gayle go to get a pee test and tires/battery for the car. They came home, we put the car together and ZOOM!
Thursday – I had the devo at PWOC, I was a wee bit nervous because of the seizure, but I think it went OK. Got some shopping done and now I am sitting here…
Wonder what tomorrow will bring??
I really don’t get it. How can people decide they are mad at you, “delete” you from their social sites and then send you junk email….
Is that a way for her to “win”
She’s crazy.
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Labels: crazy
Sometimes I just want to grab my chest and start yelling the immortal words of the great Fred Sanford, “Oh my heart!!”
It just seems that every little possible thing happens all at once. I am just ready to SCREAM.
My husband and I went to his VA doctor today, and found out he’s pre-diabetic. That means he will develop full blown diabetes type 2 if we don’t get proactive. I’ve been researching a ‘better diet’ and he has begun to exercise but we will see how much he really wants to do this.
That isn’t the problem – I’m glad this happened because I know he needs a wake up call due to his weight. He’s been referred to a nutritionist and I’ll go with him to also learn. I mean – a good diet is a good diet. The problem is my daughter just can’t let it be about someone else.
She’s been seeing a shrink, and I know they’ve been working on this, but I am really not in the mood to be a loving caring mother right now. Sometimes I just need her to act like an adult.
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Labels: Alissa, pre=diabetic, weight
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