When I created this “About” page, it was just a distant glimmer… a placeholder that I would think about later when the layout and site were complete. Since I’m being honest, I can confide that my life isn’t fun-filled or fabulous, it’s really quite average. But you clicked and therefore this page requires my attention. Because this isn’t my business blog, I feel comfortable telling you that I’m feeling a bit pressured.
I’m 33 and I have 2 children and…. No, no… I don’t need to do that. Like I said, I’m not fabulous like other bloggers. I’m not all fresh and unique and I don’t always know the right thing to say. I don’t have a 100 year old farmhouse and I don’t gather herbs in my garden wearing a lovely summer sun dress, vintage apron and wicker basket over my arm… I just use a scissors and usually I don’t even wear shoes.
I rarely wear anything but lounge clothes. If I’ve left the house, I take off my regular clothes as soon as I walk in the door. I don’t leave the house in my pajamas like make residents of this city. Ever. I have an aversion to laundry. I leave it all over my bedroom floor as if my mother didn’t cover that topic. She did. I don’t let my children leave their laundry all over their bedroom floor. Yes, I am a hypocrite.
I really need a Diet Coke from McDonald’s every day in order to keep everything running smoothly. I am addicted to chapstick and need it with me at all times. I don’t like desks so my laptop and I live on the couch. There is only one mouse I can use and I live in fear that Logitech will discontinue it. I plan to stockpile at least a few and hide them just in case.
My house has dark green walls, courtesy of the previous owner… dark green matte walls that show a mark every time you touch them. Dark green walls and small windows, meaning that I’m being punished by the photography powers-that-be for some unknown transgression. So what I’m saying is, don’t be expecting any amazing light, bright, airy snapshots of my life taken inside this house. And yes, we are hoping to move and even if it’s stupid and superfluous, I demand good natural light in my next house.
I love to bake and cook. Even more now that we’ve been forced to spend less (come back, economy, we won’t hurt you… promise) because when you can’t justify spending any money, it’s amazing how easily you can still justify buying food. A true need even when nothing else seems to qualify for “need” status. Brian’s only retail therapy is his almost daily visit to the grocery store… there’s always something on the list.
I am a freelance web/flash designer, I own an internet services company targeted toward new parents, I am a professional photographer, and I still own a few CafePress stores (even though CafePress is a corrupt company).
And with that, I must say you know just about as much “About Me” as anyone would want to know.