I stole this meme from Bond, the Great Couch Sitter and Host, who perhaps has the most indepth Monday Matinee series I've ever seen. He leaves no stone unturned, no celebrity unscathed, no rock.....uh...unrocked. This should not be surprising. Look at the top of his blog. He was awarded a Rockin' Girl Blogger badge AND a Rockin' Boy Blogger prize. Now that's rockin.'
"THE BIRTHDAY MEME" Here are the rules: You go to Wikipedia and type in your birthday (month and day) Then you write down 3 events, 2 births, 1 holiday, and tag 5 friends. There are five slots in the meme list.... as you are tagged, you have to remove the name in the first slot and bump everyone up so that your name can be added to the bottom. Simple. And I found long-lost relatives, too.
My birthday is November 29,
Behold three enormous historical hullabaloos:
1. 1850 - The treaty, Punctation of Olmütz, signed in Olomouc meant diplomatic capitulation of Prussia to Austrian Empire, which took over the leadership of German Confederation.
Does anybody know what the heck this means?
What does punctuation and capitalization have to do with German confetti? Evidently, it was important because it was on my birthday. Moving right along....
2. 1877 - Thomas Edison demonstrates his phonograph for the first time.
Contrary to popular belief, I wasn't born in 1877 but I'm sure I must have had something to do with the birth of the phonograph. I talk on it all the time.
3. 1929 - U.S. Admiral Richard Byrd becomes the first person to fly over the South Pole.
And probably the last. But with a name like Byrd one never knows.
1. 1489 - Margaret Tudor, daughter of Henry VII of England, queen consort of James IV of Scotland (d. 1541)
Mary was my great-great-great-great-great ancestor and she rocked. Her daughter became the Countess of Lennox (really!) which explains how porcelain gravy bowls and pencils skirts were born. I called her Aunt Prune Face, but not to her face. She once tried to murder my uncle and his best friend (that would be Earl of Lennox) with a cannon. Luckily, she was a bad shot. And a hypocrite. She hatched the plot right after signing the Scottish peace treaty of 1534.Here's her portrait.
2. 1752 Jemima Wilkinson - American preacher. A fascinating woman who slipped into an ecstatic religious trance and fell dead. Except she wasn't dead. They put her in a coffin, she revived while slumbering gracefully and knocked on the lid! At which point she proclaimed to be Jesus. After her real death her body was left unburied.......just in case.
Here's my theory: You see, Jemima feverishly preached total sexual abstinence to the masses (she liked to say "my mind became agitated" during this insanity) and even bound up her own bosoms like a good little girl. I think once she realized she was dead - and would never have the chance to have sex herself - she simply changed her agitated mind and came back to life for one more roll in the proverbial pine box. Knock. Knock. Here's her portrait. She apparently also ate prunes.
Of course she later reincarnated into the great Aunt Jemima - shown above - who hid behind a white apron skirt and served pancakes all her life. The real Aunt Jemima, Rosie Lee Moore Hall was married twice, not practicing abstinence.
No abstinence. No frowning. No frowning. No prunes. No puckering. No abstinence. No prune face. No prune face, no abstinence. It's a vicious cycle.
But Mammy, please, lose the skirt.
So to speak.
There are no holidays on my birthday, just a few botched peace treaties, and five saints in the Roman Catholic Church had feast days.
But I'm sure somebody, somewhere, made pancakes.
Pass the syrup.
The Queen of Memes tags Odat, Patti, Lyn, Rick and Anyhow.The list...
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