Good News & Happy Endings.

Good news and happy endings. That is my mission today. I was going to put the following article off until tomorrow but said what the heck:

http://www.aolnews.com/2011/04/01/procrastination-found-to-be-an-effective-way-to-deal-with-stress/

When I was a young tyke playing hide and seek usually made me happy but only if it wasn't played until long into the night:

http://www.aolnews.com/2011/04/02/schools-turn-to-setting-guinness-world-records-to-make-class-tim/

In closing let's honor some kids that got involved:

http://www.katu.com/news/weird/118844164.html

Off to tackle a few tax returns. Two week to go. Can hardly wait.

Comment away.

Who Am I?

I was born in 1834 and died in 1901. Although you mostly did read about in history books and Wikipedia has strangely ignored me this is what was said about me:

"Hers was the only face in the vicinity which seemed in any way gay. She was laughing and pointing very unconcernedly, as she stumbled over axes, spades and other obstacles, on her way through the trench! She was wonderfully courageous or else did not understand the danger . . . the shower of musket-balls, shrapnel, and every sort of projectile falling in the midst of us was trying to the nerves of our coolest."

My dad died when I was ten after which I immigrated to the United States and married at age 10. At the start of the Civil War my husban enlisted in Company I, 27th Pennsylvania Volunteers. He wanted me to stay home and manage their small tailor shop, but Marie I refused. At the age of 27 I followed his regiment as a vivandiere. Before the end 1861 I left her husband and the 27th PA after some soldiers, among whom was her husband, broke into the vivandiere's tent and stole $1,600. I refused to have anything to do with my thief of a husband. During the following year I somehow managed to join the 114th Pennsylvania. I purchased a store of tobacco, cigars, hams and other things not issued by the government and sold them to the soldiers. I also did a thriving trade selling contraband whiskey. I carried the whiskey in a small oval keg strapped to my shoulder.When the regiment was not in action I cooked, washed, mended for the men. I drew the pay of a soldier and was allowed 25 cents per day extra for hospital and headquarters services. At the Battle of Fredericksburg I was noted for helping to establish the field hospital, and assisted in taking care of. soldiers receiving a bullet in my left ankle. After the battle I received a silver cup. After the Battle of Chancellorsville I received the "Kearny Cross" for helping to organize one of the field hospitals. I was with my regiment in the campaign up to Gettysburg. After the war I moved to the Pittsburgh area and married an army veteran. In 1897 I filed divorce papers, and in 1901 I wrote a will leaving all my possessions to my husband, he received a whopping $31.35. It was said of me "for many years the aged woman had been an invalid and was lately a great sufferer from rheumatism and a rebel bullet which she still carrie[d] in her left ankle." If you don't know me by now think of the "Vivandieres: Forgotten Women of the Civil War" and that should help you answer the question, Who Am I?