I'm only here for the journals and staying in touch with those few I'm friends with but not connected on FB. I'm not looking to hookup or "make new friends"...if you are, best of luck, but you'll not get a reply from me.

I've been known to cook, dance, knit, bike, travel, eat, sleep, listen to and make music, work and play with kids, and am always on the lookout for new adventures (I'd like a new adventure now...). You'll find me at farmers' markets, neighborhood and ethnic festivals, exploring new and familiar places, watching Sunday afternoon football (but I'm usually at home, so maybe you won't find me there), and trying not to take it all too seriously.

I believe in community and cherish the ones I belong to.

I am always on the lookout for connections and get excited when I find them.

I make myself laugh all the time. A better time is had laughing with others.

I often have a camera in hand. I'm fascinated by how the world looks through the lens and how my perspective is constantly changing because of it.

I am not as strong as I pretend to be. And I'm more independent than I want to be.

I am a Quirkyalone, huggist, and marketeer. I am also grounded, sexual, sensual, empathetic, interested, amused, confused, and bedazzled (on the inside). And often times far too literal.

I will make you laugh, drive you crazy, be your best friend, support you til the day is done, and rock. your. world.

"Pick *me*. Choose *me*. Love *me*."

Living the dream, baby. (this isn't really my dream)

Plodding along like there's no tomorrow. (plodding? really? How bout strolling?)

Heading back to shore. (and trying to avoid the rip currents)

Feeling very frustrated at the current state of things...changing what I can...

Fostering a Little Red Wagon.

Being creative in the kitchen.

Making up lyrics to songs that make no sense.

If the number of people who call me a friend are any indication, I must be pretty good at being a friend. I'm pretty proud of that. Well, I'm pretty proud of the cooking thing too. The lyric thing just amuses me.

I've been told I'm a pretty good dancer (both folk and couples). At one time I was a good kisser. I think I need to practice both more often.

I'm also really good at letting my little kid out.

I'm working on getting really good at living simply and sustainably.

Sadly, I tend to be good at sticking my foot in my mouth and saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. I'm good at apologies.

How absolutely fabulous I am?

Rarely do people notice (or comment about) how tall I am. I notice.

My favorite book, hands down, is Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett. Read the book...catch the mini series...you won't be disappointed. Lately my brain can't seem to handle more than reading cookbooks and cooking magazines.

I don't end up seeing many movies in the theater since getting Netflix. Besides, there's too many people talking or forgetting to turn their cell phones off *insert frustrated face*. Favorites include Dogma, The Princess Bride, Singles, Mediterraneo and most recently Stardust (most recently? I should really update this!) and Harold and Maude.

Music...oh my. My tastes are constantly evolving. Current favorites are Peter Mulvey, Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer, Habib Koite, Le Vent du Nord, KT Tunstall, Great Big Sea, Alice in Chains, The Verve Pipe, HK & Les Saltimbanks, and Canzoniere Grecanico Salentino (yeah, I know, but sometimes you just need a good tarantella - me probably more than most). I think I'm finally burnt out on most of the music from the 80's...for the time being anyway. I'm mostly listening to Village 900 and Radio Bob on KDEC Radio over the internet but prefer to experience it live and, if possible, outdoors. Be warned...if I know the words (and sometimes even if I don't) it's going to be nearly impossible for me not to sing along, even if I'm just mouthing the words.

And food. Favorites change daily. I cook, I bake, but I can only praise myself for so long. Food is best shared with others. Recipes are just guidelines. Except when it comes to making cheese. That was a hard lesson to learn. But I'm ready to dump everything and work with a Master. Cheese Master that is. I've also made cultured butter, mustard, ketchup, sauerkraut, sour pickles, and soda.

Bacon...oh bacon. What an obsession.

Friends, laughter, good food, a kitchen with counter space, love, hugs, touch, music, dance, community, my camera, and water (and I don't care that I have more than six).

What I'm going to do with the thousands of pictures I've been taking.

What am I going to do next? And can I take pictures? Then, what am I going to do with them?

How much I miss touch. How much I miss touching.

I am at that place listening to that band. I have become predictable.

If you're near me, there's a good chance I'll try to get you to join me. I will be in my element...I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not.

Ok...I admit it. I'm an addict. I have an addiction to buying musical instruments and never learning how to play them. My collection is becoming quite impressive! If anyone has a bombard they'd like to sell, let me know.

I have toured the Kinsey Institute.

And I think the "Do You Know the Muffin Man" is the greatest test ever written.

And my profile name may change again. Because I can.

...you're looking for a friend. I'm madly in love with a man I met here. I'm not "available" or looking to screw around. Now you know.
...you've been accused of giving the best hugs.
...you believe that the journey is just as important/exciting/fun as the destination.
...actions mean more to you than words.
...you can follow a beat but make up your own mind.
...you are often found happy dancing.
...you have worn a kilt. Lots of bonus points for owning one. I'm yours if you're wearing one right now.*
...you just wanna say 'hi'.

*If you go into any detail about your kilt and how you wear it, chances are good that I will profess my love for you**. This is a fantasy kind of love. If you are just telling me all about your kilt and how you wear it because you think I'll get excited, well, it's going to have the desired effect. But if you choose not to follow thru, you'll forever be labeled a tease and I'll go back to fantasizing about Liam Neeson in "Rob Roy".

**There are other reasons that I might profess my (fantasy) love for you. I don't know what they are right now. You'll know when I know.

**PS If you're going to freak out about me professing my (fantasy) love for you, don't tell me anything that might lead me to do so. Be boring.

**PPS Ok. Fine. I won't tell you. But you can't stop me from thinking it. So there.