Haha. Smart move. I usually never buy useless shit. I bought some today, but ill probably use them. I got some crockpot liners and tank tops. And a nail trimmer.
I donāt think you meant it this wayā¦ But I believe that could be misconstrude as a communion āmealā (unleaven bread and turning water into wine) he he he.
Hubby bought two items for his new bbqer, I may have bought the bluray set of Friends and Big Bang Theoryā¦ And a snow cone machine for the boys (and I) to enjoy.
I wanted to buy the nugget (ferry boat) ice machineā¦ But even on āsaleā ($450 instead of $550) it was more than I wanted to spend. Not to meantion my hubby just paid the concrete guy to come out and pour a patio for us. So my spending budget for Prime Day took a bit of a hit
Your mother lives in Oklahoma and youāve never experienced the wind?
Right now we are having to pray for a nice breeze because itās miserably hot every day but often itās a merciless brutal wind.
Yes, Dahling. The correct grammar is well, I will be treated well. Itās nothing to be ashamed of.
I was in Edmonton for Prime Day and didnāt buy anything. Some neighbour called me using the front door intercom (which rings my cell) and told me thereās a package there for me. I tried to tell her to just leave it there like all other packages but we only have a few seconds for intercom calls and it hung up on her and she didnāt call back. Itās not there so she obviously kept it āsafeā for me and I have no idea where it is now. I wish people would stop being āhelpfulā in such cases.
only in your mind
your john is your disciple to your jesus but to me he is just a son of zebedee doo da lol
its all fiction to me but thank you for reminding me of that song
No, my biological mom lives in OK with her husband and their 3 kids. I was raise by different parents. I was adopted at 2 days old. I have only āmetā her 2x in my lifetime. Usually, we only talk in November/December time frame (our birthdays are in November hers , mine, and she has twins on my birthday).
I donāt have a relationship with my half siblings at all (not even on social media oh well).
I have done some ancestry research and thought that could be a fun way to talk with them more, but nope.
Itās been quite warm up here. Upper 70s to Mid 80s.
I have known I was adopted since I was 4 years old. My parents (the ones who raised me) adopted another girl at that time.
Different biological parents. I was 2 days old when I was adopted, my sister was a day old when we picked her up at the airport.
We have both met some of our biological families.
My sister identifies more with her ābloodā family than the family who raised her. She calls our parents by their first names and introduces me as a āsister, but only on paper, not a real sisterā.
I donāt take to kindly to her attidude or how she chooses to live her life, so I try to keep my distance so I donāt say to much to upset her, and our parents.
My birthfather died in 2012 from suicide, and his family blames me for his choice, so I hardly talk to anyone from that side of the family.
I have found a few people through ancestry.com that are willing to converse with me here and there, so I am slowly building up family tree.
I am currently working on both a biological family tree and one with my adopted parents.
I have found some interesting things that I wish I had more time to research, or money to pay someone to verify my research for me.
Through ancestry.com, the researchers start at a $1,000 to start and go from there.
I am using Google Maps to save āplaces Iād like to visitā in the event that I get to travel places some day.
Holly, since youāve chosen to share, I hope a couple of questions arenāt out of line.
What race is your sister? Iāve seen that kind of behaviour in the past where the adopted child was a different race from her new family.
Also, what is it about the way she chooses to live her life that you dislike?
I still remember when my mother hired some ancestry research company to quash the wicked rumour that we had some minor Dutch ancestry. We had already moved to Canada but she was still used to the Malaysian way of doing things where you told the person the result you wanted and he quoted you a price to produce those results. Well, she told the white Canadian guy that she wanted to prove we had no Dutch ancestry and he took her money and came back a week later with, āIām sorry but you have lots of Dutch ancestors, here is a list of themā. lol. She freaked out and said, āBut I paid you what you wanted!ā. She never did understand what went wrong there. lol.
Our adopted parents are white too (from what I have been able to tell, Scottish, Irish, English, French, and German) although my dad has 0.02% Nigerian, so I think there was a sailor somewhere in his tree.
Calling the parents that raised us by their first names instead of āmom and dadā I feel is very insulting. She thinks that ābloodā family is closer no matter who raises you. I disagree and it becomes an argument whenever the subject comes up.
I fully believe that a swat on the butt of a child (spanking) is an appropriate form of discipline, however she does not. She was greatly offended when I corrected my children in her home.
I was informed that while under her roof that was an inappropriate form of discipline. Instead, I should explain, in detail, to the children what they did wrong in a calm tone of voice, and then the child will correct themselves. After all, she took several early childhood developement courses and knows how to raise children. (She has none of her own.)
There are more things but I am uncomfortable sharing more.
āYou get what you pay forā? She was hoping by paying someone they would create an ancestry that reflected what she wanted to see verses what was really there?
I am kinda stuck on my birth fatherās mother and her motherās tree. I know his mom is still alive, and her mothere died in 2018, but, according to ancestry.com, his mother died in 1972. Apparently I have the wrong name.
Also his motherās mother, in a few records. Listed 3 different names for head of family, and did not list the same name of the father.
It seems that, at least on that branch of the family, they women had a child or two in their teens, adopted the babies out, then they had their ārealā families later in life. Itās bizarre.