All About Me
Evidently I was born, although I do not remember the party. Stories indicate I had a pink carnation in the nursery that I greatly admired. I was one of the lucky ones. I have a wonderful family, filled with curiosity, acceptance and more than our fair share of laughter. We have
our tragedies and trials, but somehow, we usually manage to band together and face them with as much strength as possible.
My husband and I have been together for… let’s say we met in 1983. He is not only my companion and friend, but also the guardian of my imagination. I imagine I am not easy to live with on a regular basis, especially because I am not always present where my feet are, but I also tend to babble and talk to my characters as I am plotting. Yes, he deserves a medal.
For thirty years, I was the teacher in a classroom. It was an experience I would never give up and I hope I made a difference for those students, but underneath the apple crusted desk, I was always a writer, an observer and a student of human behavior and responses. My imagination tends to fly in a million directions and it takes a cage to keep it focused.
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It is positively ridiculous that a human nose and sinus cavity can produce and store gallons of sticky snot under pressure. It waits until a sudden change in temperature before it basically explodes from the center of your face. I am not sure who to complain to about this obvious design flaw, but I want a redesign, an upgrade at the very least.
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