I hate trying to tell people about me.  I mean really, how does one accurately describe themselves to others?  You can go the factual route, but that's pretty boring.  You can use the words of others, which isn't bad, I have some awesome friends who say some equally awesome things.  Or, I guess I can just make some stuff up.  I'll let you be the judge of what's what.

I've been married since '95 to a really tall guy who looks comically bad in hats.  Around here I refer to him as 'The King'.  Ok, not really, but he felt really good and really important for that one brief moment in time.

We have two boys, AKA Minion #1 and Minion #2.  Sometimes they actually will do my bidding without having to threaten to sell them to the nearest band of passing gypsies.  Minion #1 is autistic has a pacemaker and makes the honor roll.  Minion #2 has ADHD, charming as all get out, but only has eyes for things that end in -asaurus, for now.

We also have two cats, the lover (Sir Tucker Fuzzybutt) and the figher (Princess Babydoll).  Don't mess with the Princess.  Seriously, she will kill you in your sleep then lick up the blood and hide the body like you never existed.

Now then, about me.  I bake better than a keebler elf, and that works out, cause I'm about that tall (and my ears are slightly pointy) too.  I gave up the baking for a bit when I got sick and found out I couldn't eat anything anymore.  We're fairly sure I should live in a bubble, except that I have bad issues with plastic too. So, I switched to not eating gluten, soy, and nightshades and all is well again in our little slice of heaven.

When I'm not writing about how crazy my screwed up life is, I'm the CEO of an IT consulting firm.  I'm also someone's sister, and daughter, much to their dismay (and mine too some days).  I sit on the advisory board of a local college, teach from time to time and warp the minds of another generation.