Welcome to my world.
I’m a transplanted Southern girl, who will never be confused with a Southern belle. I’ve worked as a lifeguard, a Peace Corps Volunteer, a middle school teacher, and finally, an attorney (but don’t hold that against me). Then along came Older Boy and Younger Boy who rocked my world. But after over a decade of stay-at-home-momhood, I could see the writing on the wall – I would soon work my way out of this parenting gig. As a result, I re-entered the world of work for pay at a university. Since I found the lure of the tuition waiver irresistible, I also became a student. One of the key lessons learned in my doctoral program – sleep is highly overrated. But after sixty-three credits, comprehensive exams, and one dissertation defense, I’m finished. My topic? Writing.
Yes, I wrote about writing. What a dork.
Although twenty years later, I feel just as parentally challenged and clueless as the day I buckled Older Boy in his car seat (incorrectly). And now that Younger Boy has recently flown the coop, a new question looms on my horizon. What’s Next? I suspect I’m not alone. On my blog, you’ll get the whole truth and nothing but the truth. And I make no effort here to clean it up. It’s me, uncensored.
I’m an award winning columnist for the Bozeman Daily Chronicle. I’ve even managed to sucker some big name publications, like Family Circle, Parents, Funny Times and American Profile into publishing my stuff. I even wrote a book. My not-so-new
baby book, A Real Mother: stumbling through motherhood, is still around. It’s available in Bozeman at the Country Bookshelf and online at amazon.com. It’s also available for Kindle.
Although my home is not quite the high-testosterone Jackass episode it once was, I still live with The Husband and my fur child, the shelter pup. I’m still the only one in the house without a penis, but I don’t care. I more than make up for that by being deeply in the throes of menopause. So far, I’m winning.
My goal is to keep it that way.
If you are new to my site, here are a few posts to introduce you to my world:
Thanks for stopping by. And please, be bold and jump in with a comment. I double dog dare you.
What I probably shouldn’t tell you is that I live for comments. Really. I’m that attention-deprived.