Mine's pretty godawful. I have 2 uteruses.

Edit: lot of people asking why I put up with it till I was around 33. *I* *didn't* *know* . Because doctors don't listen to women complaining of menstrual issues, is why. The endless pain and bleeding? Suck it up, take 3 Advil not two (holla). Starting at age 12. Till I lucked into a rare empathetic gynecologist who, since I'd always known I was uninterested in parenting, offered me a minimally invasive (just removes the top of the uterus, the rest of me stayed there) hysterectomy to stop the pain and hemorrhaging. And in doing the surgery, he discovered what no other doctor had cared enough to find.

I love that guy!

N.B. in the States, it is rare and usually extraordinarily difficult for a young woman who has not borne children to get a voluntary hysterectomy. Criminal.

Remember the crocodile that took the toddler at Disney?

A guy that worked there told me the toddler wasn’t consumed. The crocodile stashed it under some submerged roots to let it soften up for a few days before consuming it. They found the body before that.

Supposedly global warming will cause spiders to slowly get bigger overtime.

Carbon dioxide was blamed for the deaths of around 1700 people in Cameroon, west Africa, in 1986 when a massive release of gas occurred from Lake Nyos, a volcanic crater lake. The clinical findings in 845 survivors seen at or admitted to hospital were compatible with exposure to an asphyxiant gas.

They were just sleeping when the lake released a giant cloud of CO2 and wiped out almost an entire village.

During the space shuttle Challenger disaster, the flight data shows that the astronauts turned on their internal oxygen supplies *after* the explosion...so it's likely that some of them were still alive when they hit the water.

Years ago, my Ma and dad re-did their will.

They called me. Said, "I just want you to know, that we re did our will and you'll be getting less of our estate."

K. I didn't need to know that and I honestly wouldn't have cared. But without even asking why, she continued, "You seem to be doing well and your brother works so hard. He's going to need it more."

I was a stay at home mom. My brother was (and continues to be) a top exec in a major corporation in a major city with two millions dollar homes.

I'm now twice divorced, living in an apartment, relocating for a full time job three states away.

Funny, she hasn't called me telling me that maybe she re did her will again.

And this is why I forget Mother's Day.