And is she really a 300-lb crazy lady?
Well, sort of. I have some nice meds that keep my bipolar disorder (type II, not the manic-depressive illness with which you are more likely familiar) pretty much under control, and a few months on Weight Watchers has me a noticeable amount below 300 lbs. But I sort of like to think of myself as a 300-lb crazy lady.
Why the heck on earth would you want to do that?
Because who's going to mess with a 300-lb crazy lady??? Sadly, I'm far too easily intimidated, primarily by my children's school principal, but I think that's a story for another time.
Vorpal dust bunnies?
Umm... yes. I'm both a geek and domestically challenged.
Oh, yeah? If you're such a geek, why didn't you have a blog already?
'Cause I'm not as geeky as I used to be. In the years B.C., I was a technical writer and editor. Then I stayed home and had kids. And, being domestically challenged, I've spent most of my time trying to master the basics of housewifery, while my geek skills have fallen by the wayside. I swear, one of these days, I will have a presentable house, be caught up on the laundry, and have dinner on the table in time, all in the same day! Really! Really!!! Don't laugh....
Daughters' hockey skates?
Umm, yeah. I admit it. I'm a hockey mom. (But please don't confuse me with THAT hockey mom. For one thing, I don't wear lipstick.) I have two daughters, whom, for purposes of this blog, I shall call "Alpha" and "Beta." Alpha plays at the Squirt level, usually right wing. Beta plays at the Mite C level, usually defense. Living here on the East Side of the North Coast (that's Cleveland to the rest of you), we are not sufficiently hockey-mad to support separate boys' and girls' teams, so they play with the boys. Of course, so do many other girls, so they have company.
Anything else we should know?
Well, I've been happily married for many years to my BSU ("beloved spousal unit"), "Mr. Sane." I'm Catholic -- that's bound to show up, particularly since my girls attend Catholic school. (The one with the aforementioned intimidating principal -- and, no, she's not a nun.) I suppose anything else will show up whenever it needs to.
OK, so that's who you are, but why are you blogging?
Ideally, to entertain you with a slice of my 300-lb crazy life. And to work on my writing chops, which, like my other geek skills, have grown rusty now that I've spent as many years at home as I did in paid employment. And if the former doesn't succeed, then I surely need the latter.