About Me 


I used to be a redhead. I am still an Oregonian. A married, crazy Oregonian woman with children. My red hair was not natural, yet I acted (and still do) as if I was born with fiery red hair. My husband is gorgeous and a saint. I am narcissistic, moody and have no interest in hugging trees or saving the environment. How very self-centered of me. This is my blog. I write here on various subjects, from breakfast cereal to world events, trying very hard not to offend anyone (except perhaps PETA - P lease E at T he A nimals and Vegetables...What Food Eats), and hopefully somewhere will spout something that passes for either a valuable opinion or mildly entertaining banter.

I would love for you to post your opinions here. Unless you are my children or are mean. Then I will delete your post and send you nasty emails. Unless you're my children, then you'll just be grounded. GO TO YOUR ROOM.

From time to time (although honestly, not much lately) I will take photos and post them, making you have to click on them and tell me you like them. If I posted them, I must like them. Therefore you should like them too. However, I'm very self-critical, so perhaps you shouldn't comment unless you plan to tell me that I should go into photography full time and leave my multiple other careers behind. Except blogging. Must never quit blogging.

I also suffer from Fibromyalgia (thus the staying-home thing), which I find to be the most ridiculous disorder ever discovered. It makes people like me, driven and creative people with purpose in their lives, ache all over, visit the bathroom often (or not often enough), unable to think straight and generally feeling about eighty years old. We are stiff and sore, tired and cranky and most of the time under the influence of far too many medications. I, thankfully, have ditched the drugs in favor of an attempt at natural pain control. At some point I expect you will read about and begin to empathize with my plight. It's fun. Really .

Finally, like everyone raised in California (who then moved to Oregon) I am a singer/songwriter. You might find links to these songs and maybe even a real live album (or CD if you're under 30) to listen to. Be kind. That sticks and stones thing? Not true. I can take a bit of constructive critisizm, but keep in mind that comments like "resembles the screeching death of African vultures" might hurt my feelings. I might retaliate.

Thanks for stopping by, and enjoy your visit!