Madison Indiana

Well, I am here in cold, cold, cold Madison, Indiana with a broke down 99 Cadillac at Chandlers' Chevrolet. I hit the culvert at my Aunt Eva Clark's house in Chelsea and did some major strut damage to the under carriage of the car. Thankfully, the collision on my GEICO policy covers my little rental car, while I await the adjuster to look at my car tomorrow. I have $500 deductible, but that is a God send to have insurance coverage.

I drove up here to visit my Grandmother, Helen Alexander, who is 94 years old. My
grandmother who I call Mom-ma fell and broke her hip and had surgery at Kings Daughter's Hospital after Christmas. I spoke with Dr. Jackson at the hospital, and I remember him as a child. Soon, Mom-ma was moved to Thornton Terrace Nursing Home in Hanover, Indiana. This morning, I visited the nursing home, and Mom-ma was asleep with the food tray over the bed. I fed her some sausage and scrambled eggs, and she wanted some oatmeal. I mashed up some banana in her cold oatmeal, and added some milk and put it in the microwave in Mom-ma's room. Mom-ma ate quite a bit of the oatmeal, and now she is sleeping. I drove back to my room on Clifty Drive to take a nap, but then decided to have a cup of copy in the lobby. I have a small refrigerator in my room, with some groceries from Kroger, and I added some Gingerbread cream to my mug purchased in Gatlinburg in 2008, that says "Coffee Helping People Multi-Task since 1475." I have another mug that I purchased that says "You can either agree with me or be wrong." I know that is not pleasant for some to here, but you know I never worry about what other people think for the most part. You see I am not politically correct, at all. To me, PC is a computer! LOL

I may ride back to Thornton Terrace in a little while, as they are to have church at 1:00 today. I have met Nettie Grigsby, and a former Marine named Max Poling. Max had some problem with a back hoe that caused him quite a bit of pain on his right arm, and he has several pins in his arm. A lady passed away at the nursing home yesterday, and sadly I happened upon the funderal director signing the paper work in the hall. There is a lady in very bad shape in Mom-ma's room who is terminally ill with brain cancer that was in stage 4 and diagnosed just three months ago. The lady's name is Judy, and she is in her mid sixties. The family is distraught, and I do not know why Ms. Judy was moved into Mom-ma's room, since she is not expected to live. There are empty rooms that are available, I would think and the large family gathering in her room would like the privacy I am quite sure. Everytime, I enter room 105 to visit Mom-ma, I have to pass through the family of Ms. Judy's.

I am sort of aggravated with the care Mom-ma is being given, and I am afraid that my family is just waiting on Mom-ma to die. I ran into my Dad, Donald Owen Alexander on New Year's Eve, and he was very rude to me. My father is born of the devil himself, but that does not mean that Mom-ma is the devil. I do not know where my Dad got his evil way's from, at all. My aunts, Eva Clark and Wilma Conover act like a bunch of morons on the telephone, and I feel that my cousin Donna Jean is manipulating them. For some reason, Donna Jean is never around when I vist, so I smell a grand conspiriacy.

Oh well, my family is pretty dysfunctional for sure, and as a matter of fact, they pretty much broke the molds when most of them came into this world.

I am so fed up with people in Madison, Indiana, as I have been here about four times in the last couple of years, and they are so rude to this ole Hoosier gal, I was born Linda Jo Alexander on December 29, 1954 at the Kingsdaughter's Hospital. I was flat broke from my calamity of a car breakdown, and no money. I went to the Main Source Bank in Madison, and explained my situation yesterday to Karen Pritchard, and she said that they could not cash a check. I then when to Kroger on Clifty Drive and natta, the lady would not cash a check drawn on Park FCU, even though I had a Kroger card. If it were not for my Uncle Charles Alexander living here in Madison, I do not know what I would have done. I cashed a check for $100 from him, and was so thankful. In addition, I was shown some fine hospitlity from Uncle Charles and wife, Brenda, as I spent two nights with them this week.

I told some people that they may as well take "In God We Trust" of their Indiana tags because I have not met one Christian yet in Madison or Hanover nor God fearing person! I tell you these people are downright scoundrels! I am ashamed to call Madison, Indiana my home. I mean, I wrote all this nice stuff of being so proud of my hometown, and people have treated me like I landed here from Mars or something!

Oh well, have a nice day, nice month, nice year and don't take any wooden nickles!