26 December 2011

The Laura Ingalls Type

I feel like I've become a little obsessive about Norway recently, especially since I glanced at a map and noticed the straight flight path between Madrid and Oslo. So I've devoted tonight to family research. As it turns out, I have a great-grandfather who was born in a covered wagon in Wisconsin.

This explains so many things! Including that one summer I wore my hair in double braids and insisted that my family call me Mabel.

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