Dare I be so bold as to call myself an author? Being that I'm one of those freaks who attended poetry workshops instead of summer camp during my formative years, yes, I will. While other teens busied themselves throwing parties when their parents weren't home, I was the nerd holed up in my room with pen and paper.
Relatives. Can't shoot 'em. It's against the law, although I bet my husband and four children have been tempted now and again to put me in their crosshairs. I'm a wife of twenty-something years and mother of two sons and two daughters. And yes, it's true...boys are way easier than girls, unless drama is something you crave.
I am one of those library-card wielding, mini-van driving, let's-take-a-jaunt-to-the-grocery-store and call it a
field trip kind of homeschoolers. But allow me this disclaimer: I don't wear denim jumpers, and I farm out
anything related to science or math. You can read some of my views on homeschooling at:
No, I'm not currently on medication for delusions of grandeur. I am a daughter of a King. Seriously. I take the Bible as inspired truth and that's what it says (Romans 8:16, 17). If you'd like to find out more about this, click here.
I'm not talking Fruit of the Loom vs. Hanes. I'm talking stubby-tailed, fuzzy muzzled, bundles of face-licking love. As the great philosopher Groucho Marx once said, "Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read." Click here to see photos of my current canine companion.
What's the deal with me and Great Britain? Beats me. I'm as passionate about anything English as I am about chocolate and java. Oddly enough, I prefer Bronte over Austen, and if you'd like to debate the qualities of Typhoo versus PG Tips, feel free to e-mail me.
As a matter of fact, that was me squirreled away in the backseat of the school bus with my nose plastered in a Bradbury book. Throughout junior high, I escaped classmate alien abductions by reading Asimov, Vonnegut and Wells. And I'm doggone pleased to be living in the same metro area as Uncle Hugo's Science Fiction Bookstore.A Chef
Sorry, I did not graduate from the Cordon Bleu. I didn't even cough up the cash to attend. I am, however, a veteran of once-a-month cooking, and you can be, too. Check out Once A Month Cooking Also, if you'd like to e-mail me, I'll send you my favorite brownie recipe.