Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
And the rest of the state - well, along the Ohio River, it sure acts like an Appalachian area, and then the western part of the state starts acting more Midwest.
Even just a few miles away, you'd see the difference. Whenever we had visitors, I used to love driving them straight from Hudson across to Medina. Hudson: part of the Connecticut Western Reserve and looked it, with the Colonial houses. A mere twenty-five miles away, Medina was part of the Westward expansion and therefore, has a far more Midwest appearance and vibe, with the houses having the front porches and more of a prairie feel to them.
It really brought home just what a vast distance twenty-five miles was, two hundred years ago.
It really brought home just what a vast distance twenty-five miles was, two hundred years ago
Doing my geneology, it's made it both easy and hard to find ancestors. Sometimes, I'll find a census where there's a string of family only houses apart, which makes it easy to figure out who's a brother, uncle, cousin, etc. Often, with the in-laws interspersed. Helps figure out maiden names. US censuses are only 10 years apart, so tracking folks after 1850 is pretty easy. I've found pretty much every ancestor after that census. Before 1850 sucks, because the census only lists the first name of the head of household and then chicken scratches for the number of males/females in the house by age. But then, following families across the border from Canada can suck tremendously. So close, yet so far. Those 20 miles and they get lost in the border crossing. My only hope is that it's a couple who got married in Canada because they keep pretty comprehensive marriage records that includes the bride's maiden name.
Timelies, all. I managed to get a bit of sleep last night. I'm trying to decide now whether I want to try to get some work done today or stay home and try to clean my apartment. Or maybe just rest for a while.
Yay, I found a car conversion place much closer to home.
brrr. Chilly morning. Plus, sleep never fully came. It was more like a series of naps. Gronk level is high. Blargh.
It really brought home just what a vast distance twenty-five miles was, two hundred years ago.
Twenty-five miles was a big deal 40 years ago, too, in that neck of the woods. In my family, you planned a drive like that a few days in advance, in the "Let's go to Morgantown this Saturday" sense. A 40-mile drive was a true adventure.
It's still like that, to a degree. I suppose people could easily drive 25-miles inside the county, going back and forth between people's houses and into town, etc., but 25-miles in one direction that will take you that far from home . . . it's not something some people do casually.
New hair:
Photos taken in geeky home office.
GC,you always look fabulous, but that haircut is an extra dose of fabulous!
I will be so happy when this car stuff is over and my mother has one less thing to nag me about. Can I please have some ~ma that the insurance company faxes over what they are supposed to and I can sign all the paperwork tonight. TCG has tomorrow off and the weekend, so it would be much easier to get everything done then.
GC, that cut is awesome! You look tres sexy and chic.
Car~ma, sj. That's sounds like a lot of work!
That's sounds like a lot of work!
It's been a complete pain in the ass, to be completely honest, but I keep trying to remind myself that a 2006 Camry with incredibly low mileage is worth the trouble. I feel bad for the man I am buying the car from. He's a small time dealer and has been waiting a while for his money.
