April 29, 2003

I worried for HOURS over nothing.

I worried for HOURS over nothing. It took less than 10 minutes total, and that included Donna plucking some strays. It was no worse than ripping off a bandaid. I am SUCH a freak. But now I’m a freak with even brows, AND I get to cross that off of my ‘resolutions’ list!! 🙂

I've been blogging for over twenty (2 decades! 2-0!) years and I'm apparently one of the few over-50 female bloggers who haven't sold out to THE MAN yet; hence this blog remains quirky, homespun, and unprofitable. No big. However, if you're from Disney, Doritos, or Dave Matthews Band, I'm open to talk about selling out.

I live in Southern New Jersey with my husband WM, and our dog Murphy. I'm an adult who likes Disney but not a Disney Adult. I used to work a fun (really!) office job in Philadelphia, but since March of 2020 I'm a work from home hermit. So if you're looking for a childless, slightly round, marginally boring GenX woman's blog to follow, you've come to the right place! :)

“I am I because my little dog knows me.” – G. Stein