In case you care, I’m a married mother of three furry babies (a lab who thinks she’s a kitty and two rescue kitties, one who thinks she’s a dog). I am an only child, though most people would not know that unless I tell them, as I hear I don’t “act” like an only child… whatever that means.
I like to post and read others posts as it seems that I am, in fact, not the only funny person in the world.
Reading posts gives me insight into others lives and provides solutions to problems…. like are children worth the projectile vomiting, runny poops and sleepless nights? How do other people make it through the day without disemboweling their annoying coworkers?
I secretly long to be a dancer, despite my two left feet. I have always loved dancing even though I am very white and probably couldn’t dance my way out of a paper bag. Maybe it’s that I like watching dance and I put my head on the dancers body.
I am currently medicated for dysthymic depression which, coincidentally, caused a fair amount of depression. I’m still trying to come to terms with the fact that this is something that I couldn’t control, I’m not alone and there’s no shame in better living through chemistry.
Also, I have a very exciting job as an administrative assistant. /sarcasm
If I was ever offered my dream job, it would be by an extremely attractive shirtless man with an impeccable chest and chiseled arms who tells me that he has a large pile of paperwork that needs to be filed alphabetically. And then he turns into a pile of Resees Pieces.
To protect the innocent (or not so innocent, depending on the topic) “Trent Renzor*” is my code-word for anonymous.
Bananas are my kryptonite. Actually, I don’t even know what krpytonite does, but I REALLY hate bananas. In fact, bananas, the smell of bananas, the remains of a banana and the though of bananas make me throw up in my mouth a little. Really. Ask the guy who ended up with a couple ounces of Hefiwiesin on his shoes. Beets are also a bane as well as veal.
Other interests include: Stupid things on the internet (memes), urban exploration (not doing, in as much as seeing), cooking (not burning), camping, sleeping, trying new things and trying to break old habits.
Cast and Crew-
Steve: My very tolerant husband, see below
Bailey: Our Chocolate Lab
Kali and Buffy: The Kitties
Joes: Our fishes (update: Sept 2009, all joes are dead)
In-laws: Nice folks, live about thirty minutes away
Parents: Super nice people, live in Arizona. For those of you who are bad with geography, it’s about 4,000 miles (or about 9 hours by plane, with layovers) away.
Matters that I wish to keep mostly private will be password protected. I choose who gets to read what. Because I’m the admin, that’s why.