I dread the ‘about me’ sections of blogs, websites and questionaires. What do you say? Do people want a witty little nugget or something refined and well thought out? I’m not particularly good at either.
Do you want to know that I believe that socks are fun and it doesn’t really matter if they match an outfit? Or would you prefer to know that I have an obsession with books. And pens. And notepads.
If this is the first time you’ve stopped by hopefully you will take a few minutes to read a post or two and from those it will be evident just how much I love my children. They test the very outer limits of my sanity but I adore them. They’re entirely different creatures but both are wildly funny and sweet. Gorgeous too. (Husband and I are still trying to figure out how we pulled that off…)
And there isn’t really a word to describe my husband. Amazing. Unbelievable. Supportive. Intelligent. Hilarious. All of these words woven together don’t quite describe him. He is a whole heapload of awesome and I adore him too.
So if a person can be summed up by the company they keep than I am one giant bundle of cool.
Aw, who am I kidding: my cover will be blown if you read any further. I am dork. Hear me roar.