You’re persistent, little devils, aren’t you!? Oh okay, you’ve got me. You want to know more about me because the Quick and Dirty Bio wasn’t enough. I can appreciate your curiosity and since this is a blog, one which I hope is entertaining and will gather readers like my yoga pants attract pet hair, I’ll tell you a little bit more about myself.
I grew up on a small, hobby farm in Northeastern Wisconsin, surrounded by all manner of animals and while I loved them all (even the ones that ended up in the freezer), I really loved my horses and goats. My Mom taught me to cook, bake, sew, crochet, care for the animals and spin a good story. The stories she and other family members told me and my siblings set a basis for how I learned to tell mine, there is a grain of truth in everything, even when it’s completely made up. When I was about the age of twelve, a young cousin who was staying at the house made the comment to my Mom and me, “You two are good Storytellers.”
I was, and am, an avid reader and that led to me writing for myself. I wrote stories and poems, however, many never made it past the trash bin. I fell away from writing for many years, picking the pen back up in my early thirties, after I started modeling and that led me to blogging. Which brought me here, my website, my proving ground. The place I “put myself out there” for comments and critiques. The place I can get all those thoughts I’ve written on scraps of mental toilet paper, that have been blown around by the oscillating fan in my head, out for the world to read as I snag them from the air as they come fluttering down.
I write about my truth, or as close to it as I’m going to write about for you folks. Sometimes I’m serious. Sometimes I’m not. Always, though, there is a grain of truth in what I write. Often the subject is random. Sometimes there are photos. Sometimes there are drawings. Sometimes… there are just words.
Currently, I live on a small, hobby farm in Southern Wisconsin with my husband and a variety of animals. I like to live my life to the fullest, opening the door when Opportunity knocks. Usually I go traipsing after Opportunity, provided they don’t ask me to spend too much money. After all, Opportunity should know that aspiring writers rarely have spare funds. If you happen to go by the name of Opportunity and want to get in touch with me, please pop on over to my Contact page.
So welcome to my truth… the place I let you into my head just a little bit.
Five things to know about me (even though there are far, far more):
- I can be as stubborn as a mule.
Or as feisty as a cat. Angry as a dragon. Dog tired. You get the idea… I associate well with animals. I identify with them. They’re my “people”.
- I am no stranger to public (and not so public) speaking.
I have been a Radio Disc Jockey, News Reporter, Horse Show Announcer and Emcee for a variety of events. I’m really comfortable speaking into a microphone. I have no problem telling people what they should be doing or where they should be going. Just don’t make me sing in front of a crowd… or other people in general.
- I’m accident/injury-prone.
I’ve been bitten by stray dogs, broken toes on kitchen cabinetry, awoken with a broken index finger, butted heads with a goat and had my brains scrambled by a collision with asphalt after a horse threw me. I’ve also been vaccinated for Rabies.
- I have been, often am, but am trying to get over being… a Procrastinator.
True story… you see, um… well…. it gets complicated so I should probably save this story for another time.
I will work for peanuts!
Just kidding. You thought you’d get some great work for cheap, didn’t you! But seriously… I have a mild addiction, perhaps more of a penchant, for salted, in-shell peanuts. Set me up with a bowl of those, a stiff drink (or a good gluten-free beer) and I’d be happy as a clam (see #1 on this list). By the way, do we know if clams really are happy?