I thought it was "hair of the dog", not "hair of the cat"."Having tea" = "trying to kick the hangover from yesterday evening"
@Sparhawk @Celt Z @Dei (and anyone else hoping for a launch in November)
Boeing's test of the Starliner has been pushed back to the middle of December.
Space X's first Starlink launch will be delayed from October 17 to an, as yet, unannounced date. It is still quite possible that there will be one or two Starlink launches in November.
There is an additional Space X launch which is scheduled no earlier than November 11th.
Boeing's test of the Starliner has been pushed back to the middle of December.
Space X's first Starlink launch will be delayed from October 17 to an, as yet, unannounced date. It is still quite possible that there will be one or two Starlink launches in November.
There is an additional Space X launch which is scheduled no earlier than November 11th.
Okay, this is probably where this should go, but that might be a matter of opinion too.
Thursday, 10-24, my mother found out that she has 4 brothers that we didn't know about, and found out who her father was. This is the first that either of us knew anything about any of them. My maternal grandmother was a loon. As in crazy as a loon.
This part is all about my maternal grandmother. She had a child, a boy, with a man, we know nothing other than he exists (or is possibly even dead, he would be between 75-80 years old) and that possibly his father was killed in WW2. She then proceeded to get with another man, my grandfather, and gave birth to 1 girl and 3 boys, that girl is my mother. For some reason, of which we know not, she then proceeded to pack up my mother and moved to Texas, Dallas, where she married another man and had a girl and a boy (that I have known all my life) and life went on. She changed (this was in the 50's) my mothers birth certificate to show a different birthday so that she could put my mom into school earlier than she should have been. So when my mom went looking for her birth certificate years later, she found records for two different birth dates, with two different fathers listed, and neither of those people are anyone else that has been mentioned above. My grandmother was a loon.
So this past Thursday, just two months before her 75th birthday, my mother got a letter in the mail, with copies of old photos that are obviously her, and the story of what had apparently happened, and was able to talk to her younger brother than now lives in Scottsdale, Arizona. They had been attempting to find her for over 50 years, and apparently a DNA test from a couple of years ago was something that give them just enough to find where she was.
I'm still in a bit of shock because I figured that we'd never have an answer to that part of our family.
Thursday, 10-24, my mother found out that she has 4 brothers that we didn't know about, and found out who her father was. This is the first that either of us knew anything about any of them. My maternal grandmother was a loon. As in crazy as a loon.
This part is all about my maternal grandmother. She had a child, a boy, with a man, we know nothing other than he exists (or is possibly even dead, he would be between 75-80 years old) and that possibly his father was killed in WW2. She then proceeded to get with another man, my grandfather, and gave birth to 1 girl and 3 boys, that girl is my mother. For some reason, of which we know not, she then proceeded to pack up my mother and moved to Texas, Dallas, where she married another man and had a girl and a boy (that I have known all my life) and life went on. She changed (this was in the 50's) my mothers birth certificate to show a different birthday so that she could put my mom into school earlier than she should have been. So when my mom went looking for her birth certificate years later, she found records for two different birth dates, with two different fathers listed, and neither of those people are anyone else that has been mentioned above. My grandmother was a loon.
So this past Thursday, just two months before her 75th birthday, my mother got a letter in the mail, with copies of old photos that are obviously her, and the story of what had apparently happened, and was able to talk to her younger brother than now lives in Scottsdale, Arizona. They had been attempting to find her for over 50 years, and apparently a DNA test from a couple of years ago was something that give them just enough to find where she was.
I'm still in a bit of shock because I figured that we'd never have an answer to that part of our family.
Hang on, one thing confuses me: did you grandmother have your mom, then the 3 boys before she left? Were the boys triplets? I'm kinda surprised she doesn't remember having younger brothers, considering, if they were born separately she would have been 4 or 5 by the time the last one was born, at a minimum.
I am unsure at this time. I haven’t had a chance to go through what she’s gotten so far, but hoping to see it tomorrow.
We're almost certain that they were never married, but more research will give some answers to that, we hope.
Dave
Staff member
Congrats! It's always nice to live in a new space that's yours.
More importantly, does it need tile on the ceiling?
If so, Gas might know a guy...
--Patrick
I'm betraying my lack of involvement with this forum. Inside jokes have started that I don't get anymore.
Dave
Staff member
Gas bought a house. It's got tile EVERYWHERE!I'm betraying my lack of involvement with this forum. Inside jokes have started that I don't get anymore.
Evidently, all houses need tile on the ceiling.
It makes it easier to clean off the doomie footprints, I'd imagine.
...yes, even there!
Seriously, @Wahad . The pics make it look like his new house would be the setting for a Dr. Seuss book about tile.
--Patrick
He's got tile on the floor. He's got tile on the door.
Tile is low. Tile is high. It's on the ceiling! I would not lie.
There were brown tiles, white tiles, and some tiles blue.
Tiles in the kitchen and in the dining room, too.
But there's not just tiles in the room's you'd expect.
The den, the basement, the garage all bedecked.
This house was built by a mad tile architect!
With no one to stop him, his desires unchecked
Like a member of some uncanny tile sect.
Tiles in the kitchen and in the dining room, too.
But there's not just tiles in the room's you'd expect.
The den, the basement, the garage all bedecked.
This house was built by a mad tile architect!
With no one to stop him, his desires unchecked
Like a member of some uncanny tile sect.
The man understood,
the thought was clear,
the amount of tiles was without peer.
The bandit's foul mood,
was now explained,
when under these tiles he strained.
"It must be good,"
the man remarked,
"to have a house with tiles unmarked."
"I never ever would,"
the man did grouse,
"let that tile merchant near my house."
Disclaimer: I never had any Seuss when I was young.
the thought was clear,
the amount of tiles was without peer.
The bandit's foul mood,
was now explained,
when under these tiles he strained.
"It must be good,"
the man remarked,
"to have a house with tiles unmarked."
"I never ever would,"
the man did grouse,
"let that tile merchant near my house."
Disclaimer: I never had any Seuss when I was young.
Hooray! Also, my condolences for your waistline.
We’re getting a Dairy Queen near us.
All the ice cream cakes, all the time!
All the ice cream cakes, all the time!