This is a long article and it warns from the jump of cookies.
But it is very interesting.
A massive gathering of information in an effort to pinpoint advertising products.
And I would not be surprised to find there is an ACA connection.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
I am not the paranoid type - but I want NO part of sending my DNA off to anyone under the guise of finding out who I am. I am entirely certain I know who I am. This has always seemed like a bad idea to me.
My dad is 6 months from retirement and is taking on the family tree as his retirement project. In his spare time now he has taken our family back to the 1200's by joining Ancestry.com.
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Out of all the lies I have told, "just kidding" is my favorite !
We've gotten pretty far with several of our family trees.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
I wanna do it. I really REALLY wanna do it. No... I am very serious. Perhaps it is because I am hovering at death's door, but I dont care. I really wanna do it. I really wanna find out where my dna says I am from.
-- Edited by Cheerios4606 on Tuesday 27th of September 2016 02:29:16 PM
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
I wanna do it. I really REALLY wanna do it. No... I am very serious. Perhaps it is because I am hovering at death's door, but I dont care. I really wanna do it. I really wanna find out where my dna says I am from.
-- Edited by Cheerios4606 on Tuesday 27th of September 2016 02:29:16 PM
Ahhh, it doesnt matter where you're from, only where you are going. 😊
Here is why. Last I understood, my mom is Irish. No wait, I THINK she is cuz her name is Nelson. So I ask her and she says "yeah... yeah we are mostly Irish". (Huh? Mostly?) But then again, when trying to do a 'what are you' test, so many things come into play. Are we going by mom or are we going by dad's lineage? Mom's? Ok.. so my mom is a Nelson. Born and bred with some fierce stamina I tell ya! ( I love you mom!)
However she said they had some English in there somewhere. (and perhaps some other stuff, but that part was more of a mumble so I am gonna disregard THAT part) But what does THAT mean? So mom is Irish and English? Even if we go 50/50 that means I am Irish, English and and and .... my birth father is German. So I am Irish, English and German? Yes, Stocker is VERY German (birth father) AND (thank GOD) my step dad is also German (Kronberger) so I got a hella lota German going on with me! Attitude, style, confidence. Yeah baby I got it goin on. woohoo! I am lotsa German and Irish and perhaps a tad of that prissy English. That isn't so bad a combo to have, is it? So you would think I love beer eh? Ya, no. I don't.
Ok so my mom is Irish and English. I am Irish, English AND German. (so is that one third of everything?) Well, assuming daddy'o is ALL German (what is the likelihood of THAT?) then yes, I am one third of Irish, English and German. I can deal with that. :nods head:
Then I get married to a Dutch name. Kewl. I can dig it. Except hubby is adopted into dutch. BTW, He says Netherlands, I say Nederlands... but either way it is Dutch. But wait, there's more!
TECHNICALLY he isn't dutch. No. You see HIS mother was 100% German (THANK GOD!) however she mated with a man in Florida that apparently had some flippin Seminole going on with him. For those of you/us that are losers, that means "American Indian". (can you say "free college"?) Which in my mind is actually kinda kewl, but to be honest it rather screws up my thinking of what my children are.
Why am I bringing this all up? Well, cuz during a St. Patty's day parade one of my kids asks, "So how much Irish am I anyway?"
"Good question son. VERY good question. I have no idea... but I think the honest answer is... congratulations, you are a "MUTT!", now drink your diet pepsi and stop asking silly questions."
Cheerios, I pretty much have the same mix. I am mostly German on my mom's side with a dash of Delaware Indian thrown in. My dad's side is a lot of German with Welsh & Irish mixed in.
And if you believe some of the rumors that were whispered on my mom's side there may also be some African American in the mix. That is all very hush hush because way back the Mennonites worked with the underground railroad & well there were some rumors but never about any specific person so IDK.
I'm not offering over anything that needs a court order otherwise.
Imagine if Hitler had been able to do DNA profiling.
-- Edited by lilyofcourse on Wednesday 28th of September 2016 12:30:15 PM
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