I’m a wife. My darling is one smart dude that can do whatever he puts his mind to – sometimes that manifests in real estate sales, sometimes developing web sites, sometimes in epic household remodels. Did I mention he’s so scruffy he’s cute? Nerfhearders aren’t all bad
As my birthday card proclaimed I’m the “best ante boo ever” Sorry for you other Boos out there, this crown is taken! My niece (Princess) is 12 years old, but looks 17. Sometimes when we bicker, I forget I’m supposed to be the mature one. My nephew (Little Man) is a 8 year old sweet little turd who loves playing dinosaurs with me.
If you’ll notice I skipped over the part about my kids? That’s cause I don’t have any – neither human nor covered in fur. I’m not big on the time and responsibility either would require. But Princess and Little Man? I love those kids.
I’m a marathoner, triathlete, bookworm, hiker, chronic whiner, honest to a fault, with the spiritual gift of teaching and the mental blessing/curse of perfectionism.
With this blog, as with life, I just strive to be real. I may not be the best of all those things listed above, but I can’t imagine being anyone but me.