I killed my earlier “About Me” page. A lot has happened since then and I no longer want that to be the representation of me here.
I’ve won Spider Solitaire’s Difficult Level 3 times. Yes it’s true! Actually, the third time came an hour ago. That’s what prompted me to reintroduce myself. I’ll never admit how many moves it took to seal the 3rd win though.
I used to be a dog person. Not anymore! I am now the proud owner of an inappropriate amount of cats. I love cats and how you can leave them for days and they are just fine without you.
can’t won’t cook, because, “I’ll just make a mess of it.” You’d be surprised how many situations beyond the kitchen I use that saying. It’s practically my new mantra. My friends accept it and I love them for it. Posing for pictures, giving advice or wrapping gifts – I’ll just make a mess of it.
I was born with a wacky gene that makes me think babies might be evil (I say this with some trepidation because some people out there, really love babies). I’m usually waiting for the giggling to stop, their eyes to blacken over and sharp teeth to plunge from their smooth gums just before they lurch for my neck. I need to retrain my brain with heavy doses of Anne Geddes photos because the Masshole and I are seriously considering starting a family. She’s going to house this tiny monster in her belly while I convince myself it’s a bundle of joy, not terror. Babies aren’t like cats and we all know now what I love about cats.
I’m a licensed automobile driver with a clean record. 95% of what I say is true, unless it’s categorized under “Fake News”. Then it’s only half-true. I have to change the names and genders of certain folks so I can make fun of them but still get invited to their parties. I’m often tired and I can nap like nobody else.