Friday, July 08, 2005

Hey that wasn't so bad.

Ok. Whew. My computer didn't crumble under the strain or make scary noises. I shall now compose a brief bio.
I was born in a dusty little shack on the outskirts of Bowling Green, KY. OK, it was a hospital but it was Kentucky! I grew up in the community of Plano and loved running around barefoot all summer. I know, it's the stereotype you'd expect but I just knew I'd grow up to be a horse and horses don't wear tennis shoes. I galloped all over the neighborhood until it dawned on me one day that the neighbors could be watching me through their windows. After that I played a lot of Pac-Man under the air conditioner.
I grew into a beautiful young woman. (It's my blog, so there.) Had a few odd jobs including cashier at the local home improvement warehouse, and wedding consultant in the china department of a bigger store. Finished college with a degree in English (read, crap) and set out to find fame and fortune in the world of literature.
It's now been more than a handful of years and I work in a gray cube answering phones for the insurance company all day. If you've ever seen Office Space...lord it seems like every day starts with that movie playing in my head. The bright spot of my life is my Sweetie, who married me despite repeated warnings from my father of my increased levels of BS. Sweetie (AKA Deo) is the best--the best man, best friend, best bug killer--you name it. We get along because we like a lot of the same stuff. So I pretty much work for 4:30 and a faster than legal drive to the suburbs and our little white house with green trim, and my Sweetie. Life's pretty good.

2 Comments:

Blogger Barb Ess said...

Somehow, it seems appropriate to imagine the Kentucky Derby bugle fellow playing "My Old Kentucky Home" as you undertake the task of keeping a blog. :) You'll have to sing all the words. I'll just hum along.

3:56 PM  
Blogger Amy said...

Har har. Second time today I've referenced that song. I told an outworlder (from South Dakota!) that we all have to cry when they play that song. It's a requirement.

7:51 PM  

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