The Tombstone Twitch

Over the end of last week, Cookie and The Husband developed a terrible case of Tombstone Twitch.  

 And it could only be treated within a couple days of the Ohio Genealogical Society's Annual Convention and Meeting. 

Now y'all know that I am a genealogist, but we have these together where we all pile into a conventional environment and receive education on the topic at hand.  There are vendors, and those vendors sell us goods and services if we so choose to buy.  We meet up with friends, we eat a great deal, and then we drink, and it can get pretty raucous. 

How raucous? 

Not like the Morticians can get.  Do you want fun? Crash a mortician's convention.  Seriously.  They know how to party.  And there are a lot of very good younger morticians. 

Anyhow, back to genealogists.  A lot of us are friends.  And our friends bring their friends.  So we enjoyed a lot of good food and a lot of good laughs.  And yes, there was the quaffing of a good many beers and cocktails. 

I used to go more often, but it's hard to get back to these when you live 450 miles away. 

This year it was at the Kalhari Resort in Sandusky.  And it was crawling with children on spring break.  Fortunately, they are not allowed in this monstrous convention facility. 

These events are wonderful if you are into these kinds of things, and I am.  On a state level, they seem to be a bit more basic.  On a national level - like Rootstec, they can be overwhelming.  Still, we have a good time. 

An extra bonus is that when in Sandusky - home of Cedar Point - there are a plethora of places to eat.  So on Friday for lunch, we snuck out and went up the road for Lee's Fried Chicken, and it was so flipping good. 

Highlights for Cookie included a new and different way to look at Family Search and get the search to do what I want and a better to delve into estate files and loose paperwork to get identifying information on women's dower rights in the 19th century. 

Now to go out in the field and get to work.

Being there for what happens, and...

 

Mitsubishi Eclipse. Are any of these left around?

I guess we won't see one of those this week, either.

...not damning the universe for what does or will not happened is Cookie's motto going into the eclipse.  

We are in the path of totality in Clevland, and in the heights, although the westside will get a 15 seconds longer in totality than we will.  Still, count your blessings my mother used to say.  

And for this event, I am.

Still, the weather forecast is not good, and not bad.  

We will have clouds, the question will be will they be high thin clouds (good) or the low thick ones that envelope the city most of the time in winter and early spring.

Either way, I will be out on our "Back Forty". 

If I get to witness the eclipse, great. Grand even!  

If not, and the weather blocks us the guards block Caitlyn Clark last night*, well then, I will bask in its daylight to dim-light to dark to dim-light to daylight. 

What other option do we have?  Cookie and the Husband have no desire to get wrapped up in the madness of driving somewhere, standing somewhere, and then trying to get back to the homestead.  

When state safety agencies have to post alerts to drivers NOT to drive while wearing eclipse glasses (Oh, yes!) it is not a time to take chances. 

Besides, we have a full week ahead of using something I have wanted to do for some time.  And the husband is doing it to.  (Get your minds out of the gutters.) And we will meet up with old friends all coming here. 

Cookie

*Sports reference - that doesn't happen all the time!

Loose threads.

 

So work continues on Chateau Cookie.  The boiler was two weeks ago, this week its gutters.   Cookie is hoping that the mini-split AC system goes in next.  The kitchen estimate is nearing completion as the window people are her on Friday to get the specs for the six windows we have to replace.   But hey, its only money. 

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Cookie and the husband will at home for the eclipse, as we are in the totality zone, but we don't expect to see it.  Long range forecasts are saying most Americans will be under cloud cover.   But at least we get to watch it go from gray, to dark to gray.  Whoo hooo!

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A Former Neighbor of ours from Baltimore, who grew up around the corner from my grandmother in Shaker is in town, and since Cookie is tired of VAD (which is always cold in the market space) we met at the Stone Oven and we had a hoot.  A woman overheard that we had both live/lived in Baltimore and she joined in having spent time there as well. Former Neighbor and her husband are considering coming back here for retirement.

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Cookie is relieved that MSNBC dropped Rona McDaniel like a hot brick.   Cookie is amused that Rona was as wanted as a redheaded step child at a bastard reunion by the MAGA people.  Now they have taken up Rona's cause.  Fickle Fuckers. 

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Far be it from Cookie to wish ill on anyone, but when it comes to Lauren Bobert, who are we kidding.  That's not a question.  Apparently BoeBoe ended up in the hospital to have her medical condition, May-Thurner Syndrome, corrected by the implantation of a stent to keep blood clots at bay.  I wish her well, but she is still going to be one fucked up bitch with a stent in her leg. 

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NOW, for some news of an impending change.  I am considering ending DHTISH, and beginning anew on a new blog from scratch.  Part of the problem is that now that I am back here, I think a change is in order as well.  None to worry, y'all will get an invite to the new digs if I do it. 

Cookie