mother's day, solar flares and mothman

Mother's Day was great. Since my brothers and I had chipped in and bought my mom a new digital frame, that took some pressure off of finding a gift that doesn't scream "THIS WAS A LAST MINUTE PURCHASE JUST TO HAVE SOMETHING TO GIVE YOU," because it is so hard to buy something for someone who can already buy everything they want. She really missed her old frame, and I know she was really happy to have a new one already loaded with her old pictures. 

Peppy made some Nutella crepes and bought me some sets of chunky earrings I had put in the Amazon cart as well as a huge umbrella awning to put up with the outdoor lounge set Peppy's dad brought when he visited last month. These are my favorites, but it was kind of hard to choose because some of them remind me of the 80s in the best kind of way. I had also put a long black wig and a book called "Easy Way to Quit Cocaine,' in the Amazon cart, but he didn't buy me those. I only put the wig into the cart because it was recommended to me based on my recent interest in cosmetology mannequin heads. Not sure who that was, because it wasn't me. 

No, seriously. The mannequin head wasn't me.

I could tell you when a solar flare is happening based on a few physical symptoms that I get every single time we have a massive CME. Both my knees get inflamed and stiff, my head feels like it is buzzing and I get this weird mucous that feels like a creature has put it's entire palm over my forehead and is trying to push me backwards. It makes it impossible to focus on anything. Also, every single time my ears feel soooo full and give me a vice grip headache. That is the biggest tell right there, because my ears never feel like this except during a CME. I also never sleep well during a solar storm, and I generally never, ever have problems sleeping. 

And none of this started until I got covid, which leads me to believe there's a direct connection in whatever 'covid' is and these coronal mass ejections. I have been keeping track of this since last July, so I have almost a year's worth of personal data, and you know, if we are 'trusting the science,' then the science says there is indeed a pattern. I also noticed a pattern in the complaints and change in behavior of those around me. Some people appeared unchanged, but it seems like the people who are affected during these CMEs can definitely tell that something is off in their bodies. 

Maybe everybody feels it and lots of people feel so sick already that they don't even really notice a huge change because they are already used to feeling like hot garbage. 

I really want to give these a try, because when the barometric pressure is low, the pressure in my ears is insane. I am constantly trying to pop my ears, and I think having something constantly reliving the pressure might help a little. I know I definitely wouldn't need an app telling me when the air has changed. These kinds of headaches make me feel dizzy, clumsy and take me down even another step in the executive functioning. Fortunately these ones do go away as soon as it starts raining or the weather changes. 

On Friday night around 10 pm, my sister-in-law was talking to her mom on the phone. She heard this unusual noise and looked out to see something big and dark fly across the street and into our woods. She claims it had red, glowing eyes. This might seem like a fabrication from anyone else, but her mind doesn't automatically jump to the cryptid like mine would. She was legitimately freaked out, and she is not someone that rattles easily. My brother suggested the Mothman, but I think with those red eyes it could have been Grandaddy Cicada. No one around us has as many trees as we do, and it literally sounds like the existence of this cycle of cicadas began in my backyard. I actually might miss it when it's gone.

It is an interesting feeling to truly believe your SIL saw something fly into your woods and have no feelings about it. I ain't scared of nothing. Except public speaking. That one seems to still make my heart speed up a bit, although that might be with the fact that I don't want a room of people staring at me unless I am pretending to be someone else. 

Strange things are being seen all over the place. Unfortunately not many people are looking.