The Robison Diablog

About the lives of the Robison Clan. Started as a means of connecting the family members, virtually. The creator of the blog was separated from her family for 30 years and uses the blog to bridge the gap and bring this family together.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Wallace and Grommit Movie

Taking Kody to Wallace and Grommit Movie.

Took the kids to Halloween in the Park yesterday. It was fun. Keira started her own blog, House Trained Llamas. She is referring to herself as Mama Llama. Mamma should be spelled with two m's, right? She boldy refers to me as the Queen, Cruelness, and Mother Dearest so I shall start referring to her as Vagrant, Begger and Her Slobbiness.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

$425?

So, Keira comes to me last night and says I've got to save $425 for April. Seems that the high school is taking a trip to Ohio in April. They are having clinics with some music school in Ohio and going to some amusement park, too I think. So, I'm looking at her thinking, do you really think that I believe YOU are going to save $425? It would be more like me saving $425.

Okay, I have to take the kids to Halloween in the Park. Woo who!

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Keira's Debut As A Composer

Tonight, the High School had its Fall Concert. Keira composed and performed her very own piece. The whole orchaestra accompanied her.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Where is Everyone Else

I need the other sisters to join me...

Being a Working Mom is Difficult, Too

I gotta tell you what happened to me today. It made me really mad. I know who is behind this. You know my son, he is not as well behaved as he makes himself look. He has a tendency to get up on a Saturday morning, early and unlock the door and go outside to other people's houses. Embarrassing, but he has been grounded for about two months. He has a problem with doing what he is told. I guess this should be my clue to not letting this be my solution but you live and you learn - maybe I'm a good example of a bad parent?

The story unfolds this way, when I first moved in here, or was signing the papers, I commented to the lady doing the paperwork that it was going to be a problem that my son's bus got in 30 minutes prior to my middle child's bus. The lady at the office said that he could come in and wait for her, that there was a tv and he could watch cartoons.

Well, he does do what he is supposed to sometimes but has not on some occassions, he has gone running off to his friends house. Well, my girls go and get him and one day when he chose to not do what he was supposed to do, she told my middle child to remind me that it is illegal for my son to stay at home by himself. Well, like duh... Well I got angry, of course, and went and politely spoke to her and I did it very politely like but I wanted to be sure that she knew that I was most certainly aware that this would be illegal and that my son had never been instructed to do so but that he was supposed to go and wait at the office and apologized that he had come to her house and I'd be certain it wouldn't happen again. After this discussion she actually had the nerve to say, "Oh, he is a good kid and he can come play at anytime." Yeah, right.

Well, seems that she is friends with someone at the office - ooohhh, I'm so scared --- and today I received a letter from them saying that it has come to their attention that he has been told to come wait there and that they cannot let him come there. Well, I have a notion from where this news has come and why they are acting like it is such a shock. I've got half a mind to call them up tomorrow (yes, they are in on Sunday) to advise them that I had not simply made this up and that I was told this would be okay in the beginning when I first signed the papers to move in.

Yeah, you know, I should probably look at another solution to his after school situation but it seems rather silly to me to pay someone to watch him for a half an hour every day. Perhaps this is just the catalyst to make it happen but the way with which this happened was completely wrong...

My son has given me the most difficult time than any of my children. Boys are very difficult to raise. I didn't have to give my girls many spankings. I've tried time out, groundings and spankings and long, long discussions. He had a TV in his room, no longer. Today was the first day in a very long time that he got to go to the park and play.

This doesn't solve the situation but, good grief, I sure feel better now. Thanks. Being a working mom is very difficult, too.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

I'm A Little Frustrated Tonight

I went and got the kids' halloween costumes out of layaway. I also had karate tonight. I feel so great about that. 1/3 of the way to my black belt. Anyway, it was a bad day at work. We are moving to a new location about six miles away. But that is not the worst. I keep getting an argument that doesn't hold water handed to me time after time about one simple request. It makes me angry.

I just have to spout off that the work that I've done has generated leads to the tune of 16% of all active leads. It may be time to move on. I don't want to publicly name the company because I keep trying to have faith.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

And Did You Know?

It is quite remarkable, by the way, that my sisters and Dad lived only a block and a half from me, unbeknownst to me, for about three years of my life.

Keira has managed to get an F in English and I have to take Kody to be evaluated for ADD on Monday. Woo who. I'll keep you posted.

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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Dear Sister Sandi

Did you get my invite to join? I got your email with all your wonderful information on it but do not see that you actually accepted my invite. When you get a moment, look for the email and there should be instructions about how to accept. Then, once you've done that, you can click on the big orange B and log in to begin posting your thoughts, activities and stories that you would like to share with family both near and far.

Oh, yeah, your invite should be in your vespass address.

Love you,
Your sister, Michelle.

Oh, and by the way, send me your link to your wish lists and the kids so I can get that posted. I'll need birthdays and anniversaries, too so I can build those in.


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Wish Lists

I think it would be great if each of you sent me a link to your online wish lists. Some have Amazon wish lists and some have wish lists through Froogle. I would like to put a link to your wish list in the sidebar. That way if someone were going to send you something on a special occassion, they could see the things on your wish list. This will play well with the calendar that I'm going to get up and running soon.


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Monday, October 17, 2005

Welcome Robison Clan and Visitors

My name is Michelle. For thirty years of my life I did not know my father. Then a few years back, I made contact. Since that time, we've been developing a close relationship. I have got to know at least one sister very well and communicate infrequently with three others. I plan to make that change by creating the Robison Family Diablog. Here members of my family can post comments to share with others in our family no matter where they might be in the world. Here we can connect and develop relationships that we do not otherwise have opportunity to do because of distance or committments.

You will learn alot about our family and perhaps want to comment. If not, that is fine. That is really not the intent of this blog.

About me:
Well, you know that I did not know my father for thirty years of my life. I am currently married, once divorced, have three kids, a full time job and more... I go to karate three times a week and have now six blogs to which I post.

I am a survivor of many things. My ex-husband, though he wasn't at the time of our marriage, is a crack addict and was an abusive husband. My step grandfather was a pedafile as I can testify. My step uncle was gay and died of aids and my other uncle was arrested for having inappropriate pictures of children on his computer. My first step father was a heroine addict. I spent time in the navy and looking back, loved it. My first real love of my life was with a foreign exchange student from Denmark named Lars Jensen. I was fortunate enough to have had the opportunity to visit there and Sweden. He changed my life and so did his family.

I am completly dysfunctional but work every day to try and improve.

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