This is my story.

I am a frazzled, tired, non-Type A, busy stay-at-home mom of two young fireball daughters. They run me ragged, make me laugh and have taught me more about life than anyone or anything. I am a former actor, ex-city slicker, full bore Pisces whose passion is the Arts- particularly theatre and film, the outdoors, wildlife, gardening, travelling, playing guitar, reading and carbs of any kind. Let's put it this way, I used to enjoy all of the above before I had children and became a professional house frau. Now? Not so much. Truth be told, I live for my joe in the morning, my Vanity Fair each month, the one hour of silence after the kids conk out at night and especially that glass of wine that says to me, "You're day is over, my friend. Ya done good. Sock some dough away for the kid's therapy, just in case." Oh yeah, and Kathy Griffin's stand-up and currently any flick of Alexander Payne's.

I'm married but have only had a couple of dates with my husband in the last four years. We are two ships that pass in the night but always find harbor when we need to. I live in a quiet forest filled with squirrels, an extended family of raptors, one owl, a deer here and there and some of the most beautifully moonlit nights a person could ever dream of. It's a pretty darn good form of existence but sometimes I feel like a Buddhist, liberal fish out of water and just want to stuff a duffel and take off to the nearest metropolis, but then again that would involve intergalactic space travel where I'm at, so I just choose to stay put. My journey has been a twisty one that has led me back to where I started....a small southern town in the Ozarks with one Walmart too many and the kind of clarification I've needed for awhile now. Yes, I am a woman of substance, a woman on the edge, a woman trying to find her center, her truth and a little bit of grace each day. That and some extra money for Botox.