39 Euless, United States
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My self-summary
(of course)

once I pushed my face
through a glass (of course)

slowly, at first,

It pushed back
and when my nose cracked
I winced.
but put my cheeks through
till it cracked
and sliced my lips,

and I wouldn't stop coming
even as red drop stained my porcelain teeth.

I spent the time inventing
a new meaning for pain
with new letters (of course).

and when I peered through the other side

I had fainted on my knees.
disfigured (of course)
with a new face for life;

but I smiled smugly
because I had struggled
and I had won.

(of course)

Life has beaten me to a pulp, then picked me up and beaten me again. I am a woman scorned, scarred, weak, and vulnerable.

I could say that I'm passionate and empathetic to a fault, but I don't know what I feel on any given day anymore.

I could say that I love piano and writing, but there's no time for that anymore.

I will say that life is a journey . . .and yes, like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get. And most of it is yucky.

My whole world got turned upside down this year. I'm trying to rewrite this thing called a profile, but I haven't figured it out yet. So the woman of many words is currently quite silent. How do I do this?

I should really, really write that book.

I did finally get around to looking up the Meyers Briggs test.
I am ISFJ - The Defender. Ok, then.

Also, why is everybody a taco now?
What I’m doing with my life
"Don't make something simple and efficient when you can make it strange and wonderful."

I keep putting one foot in front of the other while I marvel at where life takes me. I work, eat, sleep, work harder, and generally try to give my girls the best life I can make for them.
I’m really good at
Writing and music, although both of them have gotten away from me in the hustle and bustle of life. I have written intense poetry and shallow articles. I have dabbled in lots of instrumental pursuits in my lifetime, but piano has always been my favorite. Amazingly, since I'm an introvert at heart, I've discovered that I'm also a good "people person." My customers know me and love me. And I suppose I should also add that I'm really good at my job. It takes up most of my life, after all.
The first things people usually notice about me
My accent which is not an accent? My petite frame, or my favorite unique outfits? Definitely the neat trick I have of writing a phone number on a check without looking at what I am writing. I suppose I come across as cute. And even on a bad day, people tell me I look like Sally Fields. I'll take that as a compliment. Outside of appearances, I am honest to a fault and completely open. I often understand people even more than they understand themselves.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I wish I could say I read anymore, but once upon a time I read voraciously - Anne of Green Gables, Little Women, Edgar Allen Poe . . .Movies I still do - the same ones over and over, usually, mostly because I have all the words memorized - Breakfast at Tiffanys, Pulp Fiction, 10 Things I Hate About You, Payback, Phone Booth, Run Lola Run . . .Music never dies - Van Morrison, Jason Mraz, Lisa Loeb, Fleetwood Mac, Live, Pearl Jam (ok, that list is endless. I like a lot of classic rock, though.) I really like Gotye, Mumford and Sons, and outside of mainstream, Emilie Autumn has become my favorite because she is a poet, a bit dark, and thinks like me. My taste varies, including music from just about every genre except rap - can't think of one rap song I like, although after I heard the Thrift Shop song a million times, it started to grow on me. As far as food goes - Mexican and Italian. And a good Chicken Fried Steak. :)
The six things I could never do without
My girls . . .yes, that's only two. Think I've done without pretty much everything else at some point in life, anyway

Let's make that three . . .I recently acquired a Pomeranian. I call her my "$4000 Dog." We bought her from a semi-neighbor, and she promptly snapped her leg in half. Then she became the glue to my puzzle. She had better stick around and grow old with me.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
What is the meaning of life? Seriously, It makes no sense. But
life has a way of working in patterns. Although I always seem to see the timing in retrospect, everyone and everything has its place and its reason. At least I need to believe so.
On a typical Friday night I am
Listening to music, making it, or writing. And numerous things on the computer, of course. Isn't that all the rage now? It's addictive. Lately I'm watching a lot of Supernatural. I'd rather be shooting a game of pool, but I'm afraid I'm no good at it anymore. 39 years old . . .really? Where did the years go?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I recently had to chase the girls' father's ghost away. Surprised me, too. So if that freaks you out, don't message me.
You should message me if
You are not married or separated . . .You are neither an atheist nor an avid church goer. You haven't lived in a bubble all these years . . .you don't quite fit in with the world you reside in . . .you can spell, punctuate, and have something insightful and meaningful to say. "You're beautiful" does not count. I had a creepy old hobo tell me that once, as he followed me back to my office.