To blog or not to blog? Does any one care what I have to say, do I care? I talk to my kids about coping skills and how to stay sane and healthy in this world, but don't take time to practice what I preach. I have always loved to read and to write, I just gave it up when I became a mom for the most part, well now my kids are kinda grown, I mean they still have shit to learn, but so do I. I have several books I can read, but what do I do with the books that swim in my head that have not yet been written? Well I guess I am going to try putting them here, hopefully this attempt at a blog is better than before. 

     This is more of an introduction to who I am so I will keep it light, but honestly if I write the things I truly think I may end up as an experiment at our local medical school, or studied by the government. Some things you need to know before you decide if you want to read my entries or follow this blog, I am 40 years old, I have 2 kids ages 17 and 20. I am a tree hugging, black lives matter supporting, gay loving, feminist liberal. I am a smart ass, foul mouthed, pro-choice, science believing, trump loathing, introvert. I believe that no person can be illegal, healthcare is a right, Bernie Sanders was the better choice and lastly I believe that Courtney killed Kurt. I battle depression and have heaping servings of anxiety. I work hard, I play hard, I love hard. I deal with most of life with humor. Most days I feel like a failure, but people don't know so it's ok. The rest you will have to learn along with me as I am trying to find who I am as a Momma who has been recycled. What is my new purpose now that my kids are about grown? I don't think anything I have to say is relevant or worthy of your time, but here we go. Oh and impeach Trump and get justice for Breonna Taylor. 

Be radical, Be true, Be you 

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