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I am the Queen Of Chaos And Disorder.

Stressed to the max, and generally peeved at everything.

But I will not bite your head off if you come by to say hi.

Unless you want me to.

Later updated to add pics I found on the net from my Reenactment weekend at Niagara-On-The-Lake:

Big Parade through town, appropriately nicknamed, The Death March, as I nearly died from dehydration. 11 am Saturday morning. I'm in there somewhere.



Later that same day, we are training with the 6th, in light Infantry, for the Naval Assault later that afternoon. That's me front and right, inspecting my shoes.



Naval assault on the beach. It was raining. The Americans "stormed" the beach from their tall ships. You can see the silhouette of my Leftenant and Seargent, and few squad members, kneeling in preparation for light infantry. Not in the picture, and to the far left, hundreds of spectators were watching.



Americans rowing to shore.



The second battle that day took place in the evening. The American troops stormed Fort George. The Canadian line extended much farther than you can see in this picture. This battle was awsome. It felt erily (sp??) like the real thing.



The following afternoon, Sunday, we are marching out to take back the fort. I was fighting next to these "Native Americans" who made very convincing "yipping" noises and wore buckskins with nothin' under 'em.




I have tons more pics, which I may post later.