The Birthday Party

page # 18 Ruth was so excited about the party, she could hardly think about anything else. Everyone was busy getting the garden ready and all Martha could say is..."It is going to rain!" Della Mae wouldn't let me in the kitchen, she gave me stricked orders that I was to stay out! Father was a man of few words, but he was sick and tired of all the fussing around. "What next, is the Governor coming?" Sydney had to get the buggy ready to pick Grandmama and Grandpapa Carpenter up at the train Depot. I heard Sydney talking to the horses." Dear Lord, it's not like I haven a nuff stuff to do around here, Sydney do this, Sydney to that!" Mother looked like her hair was on fire, running around doing this and that and complaining about everything. I told Della Mae to make me a pink cake, with custard filling, she looked like I had ask her for a kidney. Lord Child, Princess Ruth, "go busy yourself!" Ruth wanted to go to school like Clara Neely. Clara will be going to school in the fall. She will be going to a all girls school, and live there. She will come home on holidays. Mother has said no so many times, but maybe she will say yes now that I am on the new medicine and 5 years old.

The Lamp

You may want to click on the picture to see this better. The story of this lamp starts with a lunch with the ladies I have lunch with on Friday's. Across the street from the Cafe' is a consignment store. So before the gang came I went in to look at some of the stuff. This ugly lamp was sitting on the table, for some reason I liked the shape of the lamp, but is was ugly. I paid 5 dollars for it and hid it in my car because no one would understand what I saw. I brought it home took the lampshade off and painted the lamp peachy white and found a shade that I liked and it sat on my table, never really making me happy, but I had paid for a new shade, just make do.
So this morning while continuing to clean, the lamp seemed to be calling me, look think, do.
So I put the beads on the shade and I thought it was okay, but not looking like I wanted it to.
I got out the paint, got out some flowers, sandpaper, glue and this is the results. I may change the tassels, but for the most part, it works for me. Now all I need is the right colored light bulb....it's a little bright. I think it looks better than these pictures... I may have some more idea's for the lamp....

Thank You

I want to take this time to thank all of you wonderful friends that are following Ruth. I hope that you are enjoying Ruth, she is special to me.

For those that are a Little confused by this little adventure...Scroll down to page one...it is a book/journal. Not a true story, but there was a Ruth Carpenter. My hope was to somehow give her a voice. It is often hard to understand how far we have come with medical care, it is hard to

realize that Ruth is only one little person, there must have been many.

Thank You so much...Mary

Everyone has a story, one day I will share mine. But until then there is Ruth.

The Adventure

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Janet, I just had to go down the Red Carpet!

Set down Mary...enjoy the show! You are making a fool of yourself!

Rachael's record book....Chicago

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In the time of Ruth there is no medical term for what ills her. It is a time when people were put into asylum's for many abnormalities. Sane people were often shipped of to these holding places where they were mistreated. People were embarrassed and afraid of anyone that wasn't acting normal. These asylum's had for the most part women. In the 1840's a man called Turret's was researching people like Ruth but nothing was confermed and nothing to treat any kind of mental illness. These people were smart, no body disability's, nothing that seemed abnormal. But they started with little ticks, movements that they could not control, sounding more like animal when spells were bad and with passing time they suffered more and more from obscene language. Ruth could function well enough to read, write, be creative, spoke in good English. So in her time she was a mystery. Doctor Brown gave her Laudanum ( a type of Morphine) to put her to sleep, to calm her. Ruth was becoming dependent on this drug.

Samuel

Mother had a glow!

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Grandpa and Grandma Townsand

If you are reading Ruth, you will need to scroll down to page one. This is a chapter book/Journal. I hope you enjoy Ruth.

It's Monday

Yesterday was not good, as much as we love our children, sometimes they make us cry. I am almost always easy going and willing to see the other person side. But then there come a time when what is in black and white becomes gray. This too will pass and mean while I will go on. I will go curl up with Ruth and see where she is.

Good morning

I am a little tired this morning...my son Cory is in New York on business...he called me to say Happy Valentines Day and we were on the phone for 3 hours. Some gifts are not in a box! I love my flowers, they smell fantastic. Arney wore one of his shirts to work this morning. And all my little pets seem to be happy this morning...it is good. Click on picture...Baxter my cat is being Baxter! Arney ate his little cake, it was so cute when it was cut. And he did get pink on his face...

Arney just loved this silly little song

I hope he likes this...why do we often think," was this enough?

Arney would sing this when we were going together. So I went looking for it last night and yep, I found it. Not your normal love song, but it was funny and we were.
cake is in the oven, Mary