Bizarre Quiz of the Day



Which era in time are you?

I don't think it went farther back than that, though. Cause I'm more of a 1930's kind of gal. But hey, I'm strange that way.

RANTS

Guess we could start with sickness again. So, I had the nasty cramps all day Friday and most of the day Saturday, right? They lessened and I was fine as time marched on, and by Saturday night, felt like myself and everything.

Sunday I went with Kou to get some groceries and a movie (Kate & Leopold). We sat around and watched Buffy. I started feeling funky. Every time I moved, my brains swirled around. Standing was a horror, and turning my head became a new experience is nausea. Well, NOW WHAT?

I never did know. I went to bed and it was all right. We had a lot of theories. Low iron, food poisoning, sickness...who knows. I did start feeling it again last night, so I dunno what's up. I took another vitamin. *sigh*

I hate being sick and not knowing what the heck it could be.

On another note, I got an email from Autumn about the historical inaccuracy of my Amazon page. Really? You think Xena: Warrior Princess is based in REALITY then? I mean, I'm not a complete idiot, I know there's a LOT of differences between history and XENA. And, no offense to Autumn, but it's a MYTH that Amazons took one breast off in homage to Artemis. I also don't buy the whole, "They only worshipped Artemis" either, because they also believed in Ares and, like most cultures of the day, in Zeus and the rest of the gods too. And I still am not sure where she found that I even HAD a history of Amazons. I have some MAP things, but that's it. I link to a site that lists the XENITE history of Amazons, for my own usage mostly. So, I dunno. Anyway....

RAVES

Well, I kind of liked "Kate and Leopold". But I don't recommend it if you can't suspend reality and just enjoy a romantic movie. But I like Meg Ryan. Shh...tell no one.

Just LOVE Sal's blog, So Anyway. If you aren't reading, you SO should. It's HYSTERICAL today, and she's not afraid to voice her opinion. :)

And now I need to mention my friend Tawny and her VASE. She knows what I mean. I'm STILL laughing, Tawn. It's just too, too much.

Everyone today is making me laugh. What IS up with this?

Spent last night making some much-needed changes to my online family tree at Ancestry.com. It's a free part of their site, although if you pay you get a lot more access to like newspaper articles and things, including ones supposedly about yourself. So, I'm looking at some changes they've made, and discover there are a couple of matches to the name, "Elmer Ellsworth Hamrick", my maternal great-great grandfather. (My grandmother's dad.) In this match, they even come all the way down to me and my boys. I was just dropping my jaw. There I was, listed in another genology web.

I contacted her and gave her an update about my Grandmother's passing last winter, and of my Grandfather's in 1986. I have to say that her information is a lot let sketchy than mine, even. Amazing. Well, this is what happens when your Aunt, who did all the research, won't allow you borrow the stinking geneology book for long enough to put it online and scan in the photos. Doesn't trust me, I guess. Stupid, really. But there you are.

On the upside of this, when I called my dad for Father's Day, he was preparing to leave on a trip to see his brother and my brother. Which means I'll get the geneology book from AJ, and can put the information in at long last. I've waited 2 years for AJ to remember to bring me that book when he comes to Oregon. Go, Dad, go!

And since Sal shared her dream, I'm going to share mine. It's brief, but odd.

So, I'm standing outside with the dog and Donin, talking to our neighbor Bud. For no apparent reason at all, a lounge chair goes zipping past (it was a brown corderoy kind, if you care) down the street. A woman (a new neighbor just moving in) goes past, chasing it. Well, her pet COUGAR (it had a nifty diamond-studded black collar, too) gets loose and starts charging over to us. Harley (my dog) stands stock-still as this giant cat rushes up, does a circle around her, and leaps over to the BIG dogs behind the fence at the neighbor's house. The wolf, Buddy (I realize, the owner is Bud, the dog is Buddy. Yeah, well, I didn't name either.) starts barking, the dalmation Lucky just yelping up a storm. The cougar, totally freaked out by the wolf, turns and sees a DEER (yeah, okay) standing in the middle of the neighbors yard, under his tree. It takes off after it, bringing it down in a bloody kill on my across-the-street neighbor's house. I walk up to the fence (her house has a fence, the cougar jumped it) and the cougar turns, it's paw filled with bloody throat guts and smiles.

I woke up. Well, I wasn't afraid, but man, how bizarre is all that? LOL I'm just glad I don't see a psychatrist to tell that too. LOL.


Until next time, keep your sword sharp and your bow strung! Herete!