This is me.
I am a happily married, 40-something mother of a 20-something, and I have a love/hate relationship with my job. I have three spoiled rotten dogs and a cat that would be surgically attached to my ass if that was possible. I live in a nice house somewhere in the suburbs of a conservative town that bores me to tears.
I love my husband more than I can ever adequately express in words. We kiss a lot. We dance in the kitchen. We are like a cheesy damn movie. Seriously. Love of my life? Yeah, I found it.
I like cooking. I love eating. I read a lot of books, but not as many as I buy. I think Kindle was the greatest thing invented in this century. I may be a wee bit addicted to social media, namely Facebook and Twitter. I love almost all kinds of music. I like movies. I watch waaaaaaay too much television. I will pack a bag, my computer and camera and travel damn near anywhere.
I have a college degree in mass communications, for what’s that worth these days.
I grew up in Indianapolis, lived in Nashville for almost nine years, and now I live in Virginia.
I love sports: Pro football (Colts, Titans, Bears), college basketball (Big 10!) tennis (the Williams sisters and Andy Roddick) NASCAR (yes, and I have a triple digit; don’t hate) and golf (Tiger!). Back in the day, I was a Pacers fan, but have lost all interest in pro basketball over the years.
I am, in no uncertain terms, a coffee fanatic. There would be a Starbucks in every building if I had anything to say about it. I also really love wine and beer. And tequila. And rum.
I love chocolate without hesitation, reservation or apology. A word without chocolate is not a place I want to live.
I belong to a fitness center where I feel hopelessly out of place.
I cuss like a drunken sailor. I am a Beetle-driving tree-hugger. I respect the opinions of others, and I loathe arguing about politics. Don’t like it? Look elsewhere.