I'm an artist, writer, dancer, and also founder/director of a not-for-profit. I could run down a list of experiences and history, but I thought this might be a little more fun…
I used to drive a 1976 CJ5 Jeep Renegade - it was mellow yellow, I LOVED it. …except in the rain on days when I didn't have time to put the canvas top and doors back on!!!
It's possible that I alone have single-handedly kept the post-it note industry afloat for the past 20 years! (And btw, Dear Post-It Note companies, the sticking powers of your stickiness have drastically decreased over the years. In fact, they're now fairly un-sticky. They're basically just plain paper. And yes, I know I can use my smartphone for that now. But, sorry, I'm an old-fashioned, pen and paper kinda'gal. (See #11)
I can weld (as in, oxy-acetylene torch welding…yes, with the big, black face mask).
I believe we all have a purpose and a path in this lifetime, and if we are open and receptive we will find our footing along that path;
I'm not afraid of bees, or snakes, or mice. I AM afraid of spiders, but I still won't kill them, because no living thing should have to die just because I'm afraid of it. You can imagine the challenges this creates when camping!!!
I always have a stash of paperclips and plastic utensils in my car…It's the MacGyver in me, you never know what you can do with paperclips and a plastic utensils when forced to survive! (Technically, I don't know either because I've never been stranded in my car, but if I ever am, at least I'll be prepared!)
When I see people leaving their dogs in a parked car on a hot day, I wait until the person comes out of the store, then, invoking the powers of Nanny McPhee, I lecture them about being a bad dog owner (and sometimes, if they don't seem remorseful enough, I'll even snap their picture, just to freak them out a little more!!!
Salty or Sweet: Why choose? Just have both - preferably in the same bite, please!
The characters in the novels I'm writing truly feel like my friends - I actually miss their company when I haven't gotten to write for a while! This experience has taught me that maybe, just maybe, kids with imaginary friends might have a good thing going on.
My dog was my first child, and I still miss him every day.
I'm not tech or social media savvy, but I'm trying. …I miss the 80's, corded phones and all.
Speaking of the 80s, I had Wonder Woman Underoos, they were awesome!
I'm currently learning to balance work and motherhood, as I quite suddenly found myself in the role of step-mom to two little girls, pretty much overnight when I moved in with my fiancé (he has sole and legal custody).
Their names are Sofia and Caroline, and both are dynamic little women in the making. They were 6 and 9 when I met them and had my crash course in sudden fulltime motherhood. Somehow, I survived, because they're now 8 and 10 now, and I'm still standing. ;)
I'm making my return to my career with a very different perspective now that I'm parenting two kids, and with different body limitations after years of medical problems due to undiagnosed Lyme disease, which eventually required long and aggressive treatments.
This is their father and my fiancé, Patrick. He's from France. Actually, he grew up in Morocco, Switzerland, and France. But he's got a very thick French accent, so I'm going with, "he's from France." We dated briefly 18 years ago. When we met up for coffee again in 2017, I had no idea it would lead to this.
Before I was mothering these two little women, I was mothering this big guy: That's Oz, my baby boy. He was a 120 pound German Shepherd mix. My ex-husband (who is still one of my greatest friends!) and I adopted him from a shelter. Oz was full grown and had lots of issues from past abuse; he had been found sick and starving in the streets with no tags, but we could tell he had quite a past that haunted him. He's 'on the other side' now, but not a day goes by where I don't still miss him.
Before and while we had Oz, I was taking massive amounts of medication for Lyme disease and having several surgeries - those were very difficult years. The day before we adopted Oz, I had just had my PICC line removed (the tube that is surgically inserted into a person's body in order to administer IV medications). I had been doing 5 hours of infusions a day, every day, for 4 months. Along with two years of heavy doses of pills (14 pills, twice a day). Long story short, it was hell, and I'm glad the medications are over! I do still need to monitor how much I physically exert myself, which is difficult considering how much I'm trying to accomplish, but c'est la vie! All you can do is make the best of the cards you're dealt and keep moving forward!
There's much more to my story, which will need to wait for another time. Thanks for visiting! Please browse the rest of my site to learn about upcoming events, art exhibits, dance classes, book announcements, and incoming information about my not-for-profit that educates and empowers women.
I hope to meet you in class or at an event – be well!