GETTING TO KNOW YOU… (OR ME)

Well, my new friends, here we are again. You came back for more… masochists.

Don’t worry this section won’t be as painful as the last. Let us begin…

(Part II: Early Adulthood)

After high school, I attended a women’s college, called Mary Baldwin, in the mountains of Virginia. Don’t bother looking for a women’s college by that name anymore… men have infiltrated and it’s now co-ed. Nothing against dudes; I do have a slight fondness for them, MBC’s just no longer. Anyway, I went in as a psych major and came out with a BA in English. Another long story best told over drinks.

After college, I briefly moved in with my folks in Chesapeake, VA before returning to Kentucky. (I guess I hadn’t had enough… or I missed my elder 1/2 brother… who knows). Oh! Craaap! I forgot to tell you about Dickie… elder 1/2 brother from my mother, born and raised in Kentucky (you decide if that’s a sad thing). Long story short, I moved there for a dude. Then moved to Los Angeles for same said dude. Married dude. Moved to Virginia with dude. Had to 2 kids with dude. Moved to North Carolina with dude. Divorced said dude.

Four years later… married new dude. Began working in construction. Danced a lot with awesome Ukrainians. COVID took the world by storm. Four years after COVID… divorced new dude.

GROOVE IS IN THE HEART!

Phew. I know. CRAZY!

So what’s happening now? I still work in construction. I’m FINALLY following my dream of becoming a recognized novelist, I have one kid in college, one kid in high school, two grown step children, and six grandchildren. Amazing, right!?! And please don’t bother asking (or guessing) my age… I’m not sayin’. Just know black don’t crack, and all the photos uploaded here are fairly current.

Onsite for an Elevator Drop 2023