Well this is awkward.
I hate filling out the "meet your blogger" bios, it reminds me too much of the "what you did for summer vacation" essays. How often can I write, "I ate a bug."?
I have four daughters, four because I did not want five. My husband is currently building a house on a nearby mountain, I'll just refer to him as the Fool on the Hill from here on out; it's now going into it's 2.5 year of construction with no end in sight. Granted, we had a wee setback when he flew off the roof last summer and broke his butt so I'll give him a little healing time :)
At the moment, I'm a graphic artist (meaning I can draw a stick figure), writer when I feel like it and make fabulous salve to heal itchy skin. What can I say... it's a gift. I'll be posting here when new things pop up and whenever I feel the urge to post a ghost story.
Come on over and say howdy! What kind of salves would you like to see? Know a good ghost story? I'm compiling stories of objects that have ghosts attached so if you see grandma's mirror with an odd face in it, give me a hollah!
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There once was a woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many kids she had no clue what to do. So she used them all for a humor column and now she knows why she suddenly gottem.
Motherhood isn't for sissies---
Raising five wee daughters on the tippy top of a mountain in Virginia with my husband, I'm an Oregon transplant just trying to make it back home.
Writer, ghost hunter and the best little granola chef in the whole wide world, I'm trying to write the Great American Novel between Brownie permission slips and grocery lists. I once gave a cashier half a scene when I handed her a coupon. It was a toss-up which I needed more - coffee or if Esme would make it out alive. Coffee won.
Writer, ghost hunter and the best little granola chef in the whole wide world, I'm trying to write the Great American Novel between Brownie permission slips and grocery lists. I once gave a cashier half a scene when I handed her a coupon. It was a toss-up which I needed more - coffee or if Esme would make it out alive. Coffee won.
2 comments:
hey, we feel you were too easy on Bryan. We want more gossip! What is the meaning behind wyntersmoon?
Hi,kid ... Where does all this talent come from? I only write technical stuff ... and really cannot draw even a stick figure.
How do you become a "blogger"?
Love: Dad
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