I finally got my sleep time turned around...at one point I wasn't sleepy enough to fall alseep until 6am! Last night I managed to fall alseep at 10pm and woke up at 9am! Got a good 11 hours, feel refreshed, too. It took a load of sleep aids, but by golly, it worked.

I watched ice age 3, dawn of dino's last night LOL - hugely amusing. I'm not sure how many movies they ripped off, reused, gave a tip of the hat too, there were too many to count. But I really enjoyed it.

I had a dream a few nights ago (I still remember most of it, which tells you how much of an impact it made on me) of maralyn monrow as a ghost, very Street car named desire feel to it. It would have made a great play. She would have been perfect in the role.

Avery had his spinal surgery and is already back at work. I think he's nuts to go back so quickly, but he's got his happy pills and feels fine. I wonder if he'd be this active without those happy pills? He's trying to get into the Los Padres hot shots crew. Its sapposed to be kind of 'the best of the best of the best' crew - all well and good, but to me it looks exactly like what he did as a trainee firefighter - humping your damn gear in, climbing moutains, and fighting fires, sleeping in the rough - when you're lucky enough to get sleep. I'd rather he stuck with repelling from helocopters to fires; save your energy for the business at hand, not waste it just getting to the fire. Well - okay, to be fair, the hot shots get to drive in, which as a trainee he didn't get to do. But still. Okay -- to be even more fair, its probablly me living vicariously though him - I'd had killed to be able to repell for a copter to fight fires when i was younger. I think he's nuts to want to change lmao

But whats a mother to do? Support him and hope he climbs the fireman ladder of promotion until he doesn't need to be fighting fires himself, and is safe, of course.

http://www.bear.org/website/visit-us/lily-den-cam.html

blast it! I missed it! two days ago, lily looked like she was in labor - i was one of 2,000 people watching. yesterday, the site was down - figured they got overwelmed with watchers. now, i hear CUB SOUNDS! she's got at least one, i can hear him. i wonder if she'll have more?

whoo hoo! cub number two born - couldn't see anything, she's curled up tight, but you could hear it. waaah wahhh - pig like, and very loud! soo cool! and older brother talking too, muwah, muwah, like he's looking for a nipple. :D

Can someone help me out with a bit of a history lesson?
I got a guy coming over from scotland to the US, lands in maryland. He's an indentured servant for a few years (one record says 3, another says 7) he gets married, has 3 kids, and promplty dies at 29 years of age.
now...when looking him up in my various sources, almost all of them come up with his name and b.day - but they're all ENGLAND records, not 'scotland' records. Would scotland, in 1650-1750, be considered England/Wales?

the damn bed broke again.

I found shahhe sleeping in the tub. wth? its not cold enough for her?
I've been up 3 hours and shahhe has stollen my chair 4 times. and asked politely for it once. I have to admit, when i get her off it, it's been warmed very nicely.

Can someone explain this?

"Judge Robert Brown ordered the jury to return not guilty verdicts."

I thought the point of a trial was to have a jury convict you (or not) on evidence? And a judge's job was to make sure the lawyers didn't break any judicuary laws?
I've seen this a couple of times, where the judge tells them what verdict they are to return. if that's the case, whats the point of having jury's at all? just have the judge deside.... as he already is.

then on the same bbc page, there's this:
"Four men have appeared in court in the first crown court criminal trial to be held without a jury in England and Wales for more than 350 years."

ummm?

i'm utterly exhausted today. garbage truck woke me up at the crack of dawn. couldn't get back to sleep. had to go out and do some mail. (almost said 'male' heh). lots of snow on the ground, although there's none i can see from my windows.
got in contact with a woman connected to my family tree rather far up - but really rather close. make sense? lol. we share a common ancestor at 1700, with his son's being two brothers that we've each decended from. but talking, its like we've known each other forever. she's so obviously one of 'us' its amazing. a total wicked sence of humor that just cracks me up.
their family also has dyslexia in the family. -I am not alone!-

a girl after my own heart.

I just found this document. I knew I had to have confederate, as well as union, boys in the war. Every last cowart brother joined up. their mother must have been scared spittless.
( cut for the bored )

I'd gotten a new pet hair trimmer for shahhe. one with combes, super quiet motor. I gave it a go today. It worked really well! In fact, the motor was so quiet, her very loud purring totally drowned it out. I've never heard her purr this loudly. I didn't push it - didn't go near the back end. I want her to asociate the timmer with calm, happy thoughts. We'll do a little bit more every day, so eventually she'll have nice short hair that she can groom herself.

alhamdulliah, the note arrived and I'm getting paid in like 2 days. Not soon enough! lol
I got the bed 'fixed' - i can lay on it and not fall through to the floor, so good enough.

some stats from my family research:
the most common occupation in all the generations: farmer. No contest at all. Easily 80% are farmers.
5% are religious figures - priests. All of them came from England.
5% are gentlemen/royalty/aristocracy
then I get like one of various things: 1 brickmaker. 1 blacksmith. 1 wagon driver.
Almost every generation had a man in a war. None of them, that I've found, died in war.
4 died from getting kicked by a horse. 1 of those developed epilepsy from it and took several years to die, in an insane asylum. 1 hung himself.
My roots come from ameriandian, england, scotland, Germany, france, and Switzerland.

My disability doc's note came due in december. The employement people gave me three days notice of this fact. Of course it was impossible to get the new one to them in time, but I did inform them what was going on. I got it mailed off, but of course, this was smack in front of christmas. due to the holidays, 'working days' and weekends, it STILL hasn't been recieved/recorded. I've now not gotten a payment in a full month. it HURTS. Yeah, they'll back pay me - WHEN the sucker shows up. what if its lost in the xmas mail? I might need to go get another one, and then wait for IT to show up. dear god. My head hurts.
Meanwhile, I'm brushing up against my overdraft. My DLA shows up in about 4 days, and that should keep my automaticly paid bills from putting me negative. Thats not counting groceries. But thats not a BIG consideration, as i have no clean dishes on which to eat off of. Energy levels haven't included showers, much less dish cleaning.
Then this morning the bed broke. The slats *pop*ed (sounded just like popcorn!) out. I'm not sure if they broke, or just came out, but, the matrice has no support. If they're broke, the matrice is going on the floor. I've not checked yet because I got to have the breath and energy to fix it. LOL. which means pulling apart the frame, and removing the stuff stored under it. its going to be an interesting night.

The final for David Tennant's doctor was (using British understatement) STUNNINGLY perfect.

I got my mtDNA HVR-1 and HVR-2 tests results back.

16126C
16163G
16186T
16189C
16294T
16519C

73G
152C
195C
263G
309CC
315CC

( cutting the science )
My tests results said I was halplogroup T.
A few minutes research on the web, and I was able to clarify that to halplogroup T1 (there are 3 known T branches so far).
T (and U and B and a few others) were the daughters of R.
Here's were it gets interesting, and difficult, for me.
Oral family history has my mtDNA line amerindian. Some treasured family photos seems to verify this (and living memory). But. Halplogroup T is NOT amerindian. Its out of Siberia/China. Russian, basicly.
However, the sister of T is B, and B IS Amerindian. The difference between T and B is a single SNP marker. Which doesn't show up on the test I took.
The test results I took shows T at 36% probabily as my haplogroup. and B as a 32% probabilty.
I will need to take the extra test to determin if there's one more mutation. If the mutation is there, I'd be a B. If its not, I'd be a T.
I KNOW there is amerindian in my genes. What I dont know is if its my mtDNA line. For that matter, I think (from my research) we had 3 amerindian ladies marry into the line. (My great-grand father was taken in by 'his grandma' to register as indian. He's got 2 grandma's, and his wife has 2 grandma's, and that gives me at least 4 possible amerindian 'ggg-grandma's) But thats for later research - if I can do more than just figure out which tribe.
For my current research, I went under the assumption that my ggg-grandma' (mtdna line) was T. Following that link back, it brings me to Mary, wife of John, Greenoway/Greenway/Greenaway/Greeneway, etc) These two intrepit persons took (confusingly, but must have seem like an omen) The Mary and John to America from London. I've managed to ferret out Johns dad, William, who was a millwrite. Other than that - ziltch. John was born in 1560-ish. Older records haven't managed to get online yet, and if I want to go back further, I'll need to go to a special genealogy's records depository.
Thats of course, if my mtDNA is T. If its B, everything from Lucy (my gg-grandmother) gets axed, because its at Lucy where the confusion comes in. And it's Lucy's line that takes me to the Kings of England. Every record i found, had Lucy the daughter of Joseph cowart and sarah jane overstreet. But there is also a record for a woman, same age and name as Lucy, registered as indian. She can not be both.

so, here's your chance to predict which line I come from. Am I group T and desendent from John Lackland, king of england, or am I group B, amerindian?


Prince John (modern interpritation)


Prince John (tradition interpritation)

or...



Meeting the soon-to-be inlaws

Poll #1505790 mtDNA
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 5

Feath, you're mtDNA line comes from ...

I found my uncles daughter via my family tree thingy. Her dad hasn't talked to me in forever. Evedently, she pretty much hates him. She was discribing things going on that I had no idea of. Things i was involved in, no less. very strange feelings of dis-association. She talked of things that happened when she was young - or not even born yet. my god, we can hold on to an grudge. Another example of passing down the grudges in our childrens hope chests.

I'd always thought the ability of my family to hold a grudge came from my grandfather, a German.
But on my research, I'm now suspecting it came from his wifes family - scots. The scots took grudges and put them in their childrens hope chests, to pass down. The scots refined grudges, honed them sharp, and threw them at their target with deadly accuracy. (or in the case of my ancestor, ...oops.)
My uncle hasn't talked to me in years. Wont have a thing to do with me. I hated another uncle, with a passion only capable by a teenager. I dispised him with every fiber and breath in my body. And even though he's been dead these last 30ish years, and the passion has faded, it takes nothing at all for the feelings to well up; when I think of his death, I think "good riddence".
My grandmothers fathers family I've traced to Gilchirst, First Earl of Menteith. Gilchrist was a great grandson of the Irish prince Anrothan of the O’Neill line of kings of northern Ireland.
Tracing back down Gilchrists decendants, we find a branch called Callendar, who backed the wrong side of a war, and lost his title and house to his daughters husband, Livingston, who's decendant married a Ruthven...who's decendant (my blood ancestor), Alexander Ruthven, hated King James with what I emagine to be a stronger hatred than I held for my uncle. The Gowrie conspiracy was an utter failer, and Alexander was killed by the Kings friends and guards. He was then tried (king James: "You Traitor!"), hung, drawn and quartered (after his death!), and body parts sent to various places for disply. King James, showing that grand scottish humor, distroyed the Ruthven name, took the castle and lands (and incendently, not paying back the £80,000 he owed the Ruthvents) and started hunting down every Ruthven family member he could find. Some he killed, some he imprissoned. Those that were smart - like Alexanders' son, James (my ancestor) changed their name and went to "the contenant" (probably england). James changed his name to his mothers maiden name - the name my grandmother was born with.
I think there's two things I've learned. 1. There needs to be an end to the anger. 2. don't leave your victim alone with a servant.

Someone named an ancestor of mine "Submit" ... for a long time, I though it was a "submit name here" and basiclly blank. But no, I come to find out, that was the girls name, Submit.
Someone's daddy needs to be bitch slapped.

My stomach has been hurting for like 3 days now. Every time i eat, it hurts more. And as the Law of Physic dictates; for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Or in other words: what comes in must come out.

Merry christmas for those that partake!
I woke up early today - asthma attack. As i'm settling back down all comfy and cozy, I hear a sound. It was the sound of the TARDIS.
I'm like, WTF?
I think there's a little kid around here who is going to get a very special christmas.

This guy is an ancestor of mine... I'm his greatx13-granddaugher.


Rev. Thomas Hooker, Jr. born in 1586 in the UK and dying in 1647 in Hartford Ct, usa.
Now, to be honest, the guy looks like a total sour puss. If I'd known him in real life, i probablly would have run screaming into the (wilderness) night - with him screaming (spittle flying) hell-fire and damnation after me. Puritans were considered radicals in the UK and had to flee for their lives. Lucky us, they settled in the america's yeah?

now, THIS guy, is my g-g-g-grandfathers brother


Augustus Lewis Cowart (and boy, i'll bet he learned to fight real good and real early) and his wife, nancy. This looks like one tough buzzard, fightin' injins (no relation at this point. that can be proved!) and just about ready for anything. And nancy looks like she's got a good sense of humor (probably needed with that old coot!). These people I think I would have been proud to know.
Here's August in his youth:



Corporal Augustus Lewis Cowart, our boy in blue.

Acutally, I've got boys in grey and blue, but dont have pictures.

My son Avery is having back surgery today. He's got a bulging vertabre that is pinching the nerve to his leg. 24 and he's "getting old" - he always was really rough on his body. He's on facebook, so I caved and got a facebook page, just to keep up with him.