So, for those of you who might be or have been confused whose picture I posted for yesterday’s Wordless Wednesday, it was a picture of my late paternal grandmother, who someone on Ancestry actually uploaded a picture of not too long ago. She died three years before I was born, not even outliving her own mother (who I met when I was a young child), so for that reason I don’t regret having taken Ancestry and 23andMe tests… their ethnicity estimates could have been a lot more accurate when it came to what each of them estimated for me, but they’ve connected me with several worthwhile family members. However, putting together my family tree on Ancestry confirmed how one of my parents was… conceived, which I will be writing about in subsequent posts with plenty of content warnings, because my relation to that entire side of the family tree is not something that they can ignore for those of them that knew about it that might have been deluding themselves into thinking that the conception of that parent was something that said parent’s other parent was making up. (I’m not quite sure how to word this without going into more detail about it than I want to in this post, and it’s something that’s going to require a lot of content warnings, but the sheer number of people that Ancestry has proven that I am related to from that side of the family — those family members — is irrefutable proof that it actually happened, and most of the people who were involved in this… situation are now deceased, so I don’t have a problem with writing about it in here at some point. I don’t.)

I have a whole list of posts that I’d like to devote more time to… making, and writing about, that I will get to.

At some point I’m going to want to go back into some of the about me pages that I have on here (which I don’t look forward to, which isn’t going to be fun because of how subsequent WordPress updates have changed how you can edit pages and widgets… what happened to set it and forget it?) and update them with new genealogy results, although WordPress making things less intuitive and more difficult to navigate isn’t going to make that fun at all. I like the fact that a lot of things are matching up running the same file (Ancestry) through various tests, because that speaks to the accuracy of the results and increases the likelihood that those results are accurate. I’ll get into those in later updates to this blog, because some of the results of those were surprising — as it was, I found out that one of my parents was adopted by their grandparents to try and hide the fact that their mother got pregnant with them while they were a teenager (and I’m sure that the wording of this makes it completely obvious which parent that was, although I’m not going to come out and say it for the sake of maintaining… some kind of civility on this blog, as that side of the family has not directly contacted me in some time now and I would personally like it to stay that way).

I am currently dying my hair colors that I have wanted to dye my hair for several months, and when the dye has completely settled in — for this round, as one of the colors is extremely light and will quite likely have to be re-dyed at periodic intervals to get it to “stick” — I may trim my bangs and split ends as well, and I may shorten my hair for the sake of shortening it. That will certainly make it easier to brush and deal with, and that will definitely help me avoid some of the migraines that I might otherwise have had and caused by virtue of brushing longer hair. Not only is this something that I want to do because it’s something that I want to do (even though my hair has been impervious to bleach and dye in general, for as many years back as I can possibly hope to remember), it makes me snicker in a bit of a petty way because of the petty people that complain online about the people who “burn” and “fry” their hair and “dye it funny colors”. Sometimes I wonder what business it is of theirs what colors other people dye their hair, but for the most part I don’t care.