I deal at various times with depression, panic attacks, inappropriate laughter and painful neck problems that give me a good excuse to lay in bed for days at a time. (Hey when you're a mom you will take what you can get...) I'm a former missionary to another country, current missionary to my 'hood, lover of all things coffee. I was a horrible grammar student, so don't judge my grammer, people. (Ironic that I'm a blogger then, right?)
I blog to tell the world I'm screwed up. It's kinda like in grade school when you had a zit and you pointed it out to everyone so that at least you were the first to say it out loud. It gives me an excuse to play my "crazy card" sometimes. I figure--love me; love my psychosis.
|My Two Men - John and Jack|
I love my role in life, but that doesn't mean I don't sometimes escape to the nearest bookstore for a stack of magazines I never intend to buy and yet another cup of coffee. It's therapy. I wonder if I could file it on my insurance...
|Sadie Ann, my beauty|
Oh, and I LOVE comments. My blog stats tell me I have readers in 9 different countries (WOW, thanks for reading!), and yet no one ever comments. This makes me sad. I want to hear from YOU!
There are other things to know about me--like how I was the #1 chicken judger in my parish once--but you'll have to read the blog to find these things out...
If you'd like to contact me I LOVE email from you! firstname.lastname@example.org